Emo heroes reveal their inner Brian May.

If you're in the mood for something weird, check out this album that fuses psychedelic rock with Cambodian lyrics.

Foo Fighters’ sixth studio album is a transitional rather than definitive piece of work, but one that sees them growing older with 'patience and grace'.

Cyndi’s lost touch with the zeitgeist a bit, and parts of this sound like she’s trying to keep up but this is generally a really good record.

Kylie sticks to formula, makes half decent record.

The Belfast cowboy keeps on making quality records

Their sunniest record yet, Campbell and Lanegan continue to impress with this short, but sweet, mini album.

Irish Rockers still going for the emotional jugular on impressive fifth album.

Country diva channels marriage break-on first LP in nearly a decade.

Although the tunes have plenty of vigour and aggression, as with Employment, Britpop veterans will feel more than a little sense of deja vu.

Lurch into odd-ball avant-pop almost pays off for UK eccentrics.

Athlete's third effort Beyond The Neighbourhood goes some way to restoring their initial well-deserved kudos.

Manics mine Richey’s last words for a return to the heart of darkness.

The Boy With No Name has a handful of absolute crackers, proving that Travis are still capable of penning a tune that wraps its tendrils around your ears and won’t let go until at least four minutes have passed.

Velvet Revolver are a formidable collection of important figures from 80’s and 90’s hard rock, and this strong mixture of personalities lends their music a certain charisma, even when it isn’t particularly accomplished.

Karin from The Knife makes desolate but inspiring dance record.

Revered outsider artist makes move on the mainstream.

Modfather gets his weird on.

Former Be Good Tanya delivers modern americana nugget.

Even listeners previously resistant to The Kills' studied cool may have to concede that Midnight Boom is a record of considerable energy and excitement.

It's like he'd never been away after an absence of five years.

Join With Us proves The Feeling are the band most likely to give power-pop a good name.

So once you get over the fact it’s farcically emo, this album turns out to be a decent enough record to get you in the mood for the Saturday night indie disco.

Widow City is wordy, nerdy, and throws in everything but the hurdy-gurdy.

It’s a case of “been there/done that/snogged someone I shouldn’t have to this track on Saturday night” – and by and large the scene is starting to collapse in on itself.

Mid-career retrospective captures SP’s inner conflicts.

Released on the web fully two months before it hits record stores, Bloc Party’s third album is as gleaming and hermetically sealed as one of Kubrick’s monoliths.

Brummie Rockers offer electro-led punch in the nose.