Iit’s not a huge leap from previous albums The Magic Place and Nepenthe, but the overall sound is richer and lusher than ever before.

We already knew he was a talented composer and producer, but Wolf suggests he now may just be the finished article.

She’s bringing a perspective which is often fascinating, but never less than interesting.

72 Seasons is monstrously long – 77 minutes to be precise – but the bloated run time actually does it some favours, particularly as the band turn in some of their most creative work to date.

Sun is an album that conveys the full spectrum of emotions, but at the same time it manages to never sound convoluted or patched together.

As an overall piece of work, Songs flows seamlessly, with the consistency in mood and tone and meticulously crafted arrangements meaning not a note sounds out of place.

Two Suns is a dense, intricate album that features at least six brilliant songs, two of which are pure pop gems.

Tell Me How You Really Feel is a wonderfully curated record, which manages to be both cynical and whimsical at the same time. The depth of musical ambition and of poetic expression deserve a suitably large audience’s attention.

Whether the stylistic digressions work for you or not is immaterial really, because they’re impressive no matter what your expectations were.

Fortunately, all these madcap tangents pay off amazingly, and we’re left with a sublime, varied LP that’s a perfect accompaniment to the impending sun-pecked skies.

It is put together with a huge degree of dignity and respect that makes it the perfect swansong for the Man In Black.

The more you let yourself bathe in this unsettling aural shower, though, the more its weird beauty will captivate you--the sort of album you’ll keep coming back to without quite knowing why. If you’re willing to invest the time, this is the most beautifully strange journey you’ll take all year.

For Howard it’s important to not just make music that sounds interesting; it’s vital to make music that exists in its own little world, unknowable and distinctly alluring. Nostalchic is an album that certainly achieves those aims.

Reflect. Time. Loss. achieves its aim handsomely, with many a moment to stop the heart of its listener, in doing so adding another dimension to Maps as a musical outfit.

Never less than dreamy, My Electric Family is endlessly inventive and rewarding.

With instantly infectious attitude and a seemingly unending supply of irresistible hooks, Brand New Eyes comes close to perfecting the emo-rock art.

eternal sunshine also represents a triumphant return to form, sophisticated pop music complementing her distinctive voice beautifully.

Despite the occasional hippy-dippyness, there is an elegance to Hazlewood's work.

There’s no wallowing in self pity on Proxy Music. Instead it serves as a celebration of one of folk’s most talented figures, and it’s great to hear that Linda Thompson has found her voice again, with a little help from her friends.

A truly superb comeback.

It’s always a joy to hear a band blossoming into something bigger and bolder. Apar is the glorious sound of Delorean taking that step.

Play Me is an album that never stops subverting expectations.

The tunes are back, the harmonies are still weirdly endearing, and the album hangs together really well as a whole. As a single piece of work it is a fine achievement, a rival to Oracular Spectacular in its personal and political observations.

Hellfire is a superb and strangely seductive album that adds another gem to the crown of a band who are fast becoming one of the very best of their era. Mystifying, terrifying, essential listening.

The production, by Foy herself together with Harry Fausing Smith, is perfectly judged, coating these songs in a warm yet otherworldly air. It’s unlikely that you’ll hear a collection of songs so striking and attention-grabbing. And, as impressive as this debut album is, the most exciting thing about it is that it hints at even greater things to come.

Sometimes, Kinsella keeps it simple (as on the acoustic lament Headphoned) while at other times, such as On With The Show, the sound is more lush. It’s a testament to Kinsella’s abilities that he can pull off both equally well.

It is a pleasure to report that the latest SFA opus is a joy from start to finish.

For the most part The Universal Want lives up to that triumphant return presaged in Carousels. Calling back to various touch points from Doves’ career to date, it’s a fitting summation even if not a culmination or a career peak.