Department of Disappearance won't surprise or disappoint anyone who loves its 2009 predecessor Yours, Truly, The Commuter. [Nov 2012, p.86]

Harris's spellbinding songs still feel beautifully half-hidden, buried in black space. [Dec 2014, p.92]

Hypnotic channels occasionally, degrade into ruts, but more often this is a fabulous freakout. [Mar 2017, p.98]

A close encounter with mortality via the deaths and serious illness of a number of friends and relative infuses the drunken beats, fractured samples and sweet-smelling melodies with a mood of melancholia. [Dec 2013, p.89]

Like a turbo industrial Tears For Fears. [Mar 2016, p.98]

Hazy, heart-broken boy/girl indie-rock reveries.[Dec. 2011 pg. 96]

The shimmering finger-picking and angelic backing vocals of Old Pine build a cosy fireside vibe, but elsewhere the upbeat hoedowns are less impressive. [Nov 2011, p. 92]

Blue Eyed Hexe makes occultish overtures; Magdalena is a great, aberrant love song. [Mar 2014, p.96]

Sweet and to the point. [Mar 2012, p.97]

Though there are also moments when TDD's seemingly random amalgam of influences and styles doesn't quite work, Fuckarias rocks like a bastard and frontwoman Linnea Jonsson has all the poise and tone required of a top-notch pop singer. [Apr 2011, p.97]

An exotic and exuberant affair with hard-rock, electronica and symphonic elements. ... Some might find the afterlife that Farrell's Kind Heaven promises a little daunting, ultimately. There's a helluva lot going on all the time. [Jul 2019, p.89]

Walk This Road glides between cheerful boogies and sunny R&N vamps, luxuriating in the relaxed chemistry of the four surviving members. [Jul 2025, p.86]

Polished and platitude-laden but hugely effective. [May 2015, p.100]

Vision Fortune and then Spectres themselves serve up two slices of white noise, and even the hardiest listener may question the necessity of any further submissions. More substantial things arrive further on. [Jul 2016, p.93]

Perversely, however, amid the overbearing production values, it's that grizzled, needling voice that keeps matters connected to the street, where Little Steven's heart truly belongs. [Aug 2017, p.95]

This is real chase-the-devil-out revival with Reed's cut-throat scream and bluesy guitar playing pinned to an anything-goes-in-the-name-of-the-spirit backbeat. [Jul 2016, p.90]

A meditative, inward-looking affair, Freeze, Melt is best heard after a big night in. [Sep 2020, p.91]

Sumptuous, but still challenging. [Jul 2015, p.92]

Ultimately hit and miss, Justice's gift for arena-friendly hooks remains undimmed. [May 2024, p.86]

These songs are solid. [Sep 2018, p.90]

Kingdoms In Colour is a bright, pan-global musical jaunt delivered as a glitter cannon explosion. [Oct 2018, p.87]

Not quite enough to give Win Butler the vapours, but not far off it. [Sep 2013, p.90]

An exercise in monolithic heaviness. [May 2006, p.98]

There are moments of real beauty, and Air may well prick up the ears of film producers looking for new scoring talent, but as a listening experience in itself, it's often heavy-going. [Jul 2022, p.90]

The band's sixth album, while still oddly uneven, features some of their finest work to date. [Mar 2019, p.92]

Her impact remains astounding, but a The Sporting Life-style left-turn is long overdue. [May 2017, p.95]

Like all tribute albums it's a mixed bag. [Jul 2025, p.92]

The sequel to 2006's Gamelan Into The Mink Supernatural lays needling waves of in-the-red euphoria and cymbal-saturated pummeling, with the occasional scenic feedback plateau to catch one's breath. [Apr 2011, p.97]