For just under two decades, brothers Bubba and Matt Kadane have spent the majority of their time together crafting as near perfect slices of sonic Americana as they could.

Steady as she goes from the indie institution.

Sprawling America travelogue stays strictly old school.

Surprisingly radio-friendly System Of A Down spin-off.

Starry-eyed debut hits more often than misses.

Donkey is the mediocre second outing Brazilian electro rockers CSS – will it show that they have more substance beyond being a mere good-time party band?

If you pardon our French, Clinic’s fifth album is pretty fucked up--and yet it's also their best effort to date.

Lo-fi freakster doffs cap to minimalism & screaming chipmunks.

Warm-hearted folk pop from New England.

Shine is over-ripe with hokey Casio drum machines, soprano sax, and other things that nudge the tone towards easy listening.

It’s not as nebulous as their last album--and it doesn’t deliver the melodic thrills of Last Splash--but Mountain Battles has personality, spirit, warmth and tenderness in abundance.

Raw, sparse, low-key, vocodered hip hop.

Newcomer electro-rockers produce a hyperactive, ear-decimating album that screams with heavy synth and rhythms, but dies with a lack of inspiration and creativity.

This album leaves no doubt that the former Beach Boy is now fully recovered from the 1967 nervous breakdown that effectively stalled his career for decades.

Surprisingly agreeable return from the High Priestess of country kitsch.

Surprisingly enjoyable party rock.

The potency of the admirable sentiments is undermined by the lacklustre execution.

Although combining an assortment of sounds may seem risky, they’ve managed to produce a solid album, fusing jazz, soul, ‘60s rock ‘n’ roll and playful lyrics into a tight 10 tracks.

R’n’B lothario sings the praises of monogamy on patchy fifth album.

Most of the record is--sonically-speaking, rather than in terms of quality--classic Ghostface, but only a couple of these familiar tracks match the standard set on previous records.

Bragg is taking stock. He’s now doing it for himself, at his own pace. Those in search of revelation from an old punk with a new perspective will be left hanging

Solid outing from country veteran.

A Guide To Love, Loss & Desperation is by no means a bad album, but at the same time it’s hard to see just what all the fuss is about.

Perennial underachievers once again fall short of the mark.

A million miles from thrash and punk, the twelve tracks here are an unusual mix of indie rock and country, with top class musicianship adding lots of depth and colour.

Though it doesn't exactly live up to its name, Legend manages to capture the optimistic sprit of Barack Obama in

Third mediocre outing in twelve months for Swedish starlet.