A sleek melding of soul, disco, techno, Eno-esque ambient, gospel, and hi-NRG electro.

As you might expect from a bunch of Springsteen-loving misfits, Stay Positive is delivered with a generous amount of their now trademark skewed cynicism.

Pop chanteuse lets the sunshine back in.

With big choruses, pristine production values, sing-alongs, and much lovelorn balladry could it be that Devendra Banhart is about to cross over?

Beautiful, but never callow, here is an album to fall slowly in love with.

Genius robo-funk opus from worthy-of-the-hype OutKast protege.

A mesmerising, love-lorn, tear-soaked magical mystery-Jet tour.

A slight change of pace can be seen in this EP with a hip-hop icon cameo and some Eastern embellishments that may hint to new musical endeavors for Coldplay.

The beautiful skeleton of a shoe-gazing album.

Another dose of brilliant pop parody from the NZ twosome.

Nouveau synth-pop and shoegazer drones mightn’t seem like the wisest bedding for Tom Waits’s compositions, but Scarlett and Sitek know exactly what they’re doing.

What happens when you cross Mazzy Star with Sleater Kinney? These boy/girl newcomers have the answer.

Third time's still a charm with Philadelphian prog-folk contingent.

Triumphant sophomore offering from butch Vig-produced punk-pop outfit.

If there’s a central problem with War Stories, it’s that at times it strays too close to rock orthodoxy and loses the offbeat stylistic flourishes that made Unkle such an exciting proposition to begin with.

Twilight Of The Innocents re-announces the group's commitment to melody and proves they have successfully re-ignited their creative spark.

The record goes some way towards capturing the heaviness of that band’s live performances.

Washington Square Serenade is another substantial chapter in what looks like becoming an epic songbook.

There is more than nostalgia at work here. Lyrically at least, the cocaine cowboys of yore strive to engage with the modern world’s ills and idiosyncrasies.

Chao is at best when merging his Latin/salsa influences with squealing, screeching garage-rock.

It would appear that working-class Coventry trio The Enemy are now officially the next big thing.

Malin has seemingly adopted the persona and sound of his New Jersey counterpart Bruce Springsteen.

After thirty years, Souxise's still twice as interesting as three people half her age.

Cute enough to be mainstream, indie enough to be cool, different enough to stand out but normal enough to be accessible... and sufficiently talented to pull it all off.

Gahan hasn’t arrived at the palace of wisdom yet, but it sounds like he’s enjoying travelling this new route there.

This is a surprisingly enjoyable outing as these things go.

Despite their disparate origins this is no hotchpotch of leftovers and out-takes.

Overpowered is a silvery mirrorball of a record that perfectly illuminates the neon heart of Saturday night.