A highly listenable collection which will be seen as one of her finest albums to date.

The Jesus Lizard are back with a bang, and this is a resurrection that we all deserve.

They’ve probably been around for too long now to attract any new fans, but Moon Mirror is a fine example of just how consistent one of the USA’s most overlooked rock bands have been over the decades.

ten days finds him in a state of flux, running through a variety of styles, and while the results aren’t perfect it’s certainly his most interesting album yet.

Floating Points continues to create striking, original electronic music, and with this album comfortably achieves his aim of creating a set of bangers rich in colour and content. Harnessing his electronic orchestra for wholly uplifting means, Sam Shepherd has made something rather special.

Those who want instant gratification and singalong anthems will be disappointed – this is more of an album to immerse yourself in, and lose yourself to, and also confirms that Nilüfer Yanya is one of this country’s most exciting talents.

The Forest Is The Path too often sounds like Snow Patrol on autopilot.

Soft Tissue shows Tindersticks at their masterful best, a band that is crystal clear on where they want to go creatively and how they want to get there. They may never truly get the wider attention they deserve but for those already invested the emotional rewards only continue to grow and deepen.

If LL was aiming to re-establish himself as a living legend in the rap scene, THE FORCE accomplishes this in spades as he sounds as fired up as ever. All he needs is a bit more polish.

Ultimately, the sense of pastiche, and the fact that it’s a bit one-note (even at just 31 minutes running time) counts against What’s Wrong With New York?

By now there’s no doubting that Fat Dog are a blindingly fun prospect, and there’s plenty of potential contained within Woof, and it’s no surprise that they’ve garnered such a following in such a short space of time.

It [There’s Always Been A Bird In Me] brings a very successful return to a close and confirms how these sonic voyagers still have much to offer.

Manning Fireworks is an album that you’ll keep coming back to time and time again, a record that firmly secures MJ Lenderman in the pantheon of great singer-songwriters.

Luck and Strange is an elusive album, gradually revealing its secrets with repeated listens.

There may be only five tracks, five calling points on the journey, but Lagos Paris London is a compelling travelogue and a fascinating meeting of musical minds. Sparks fly throughout its music-making, which provides genuine thrills and spills.

Returning as a duo obviously suits them, as this may be the band’s best album to date. Viva Hinds, indeed.

Jon Hopkins has created something rather impressive, a work of symphonic dimensions that is compelling from first drone to last – and which achieves his stated aim of taking the listener on a journey. In this case the journey is akin to a voyage through space and time, creating a special musical experience.

On Wild God, he’s open and honest and raw and impassioned and vital.

Occasionally you get the impression that she’s trying a bit too hard – Bed Chem attempts to make a filthy pun on the word ‘camaraderie’ that trips up over its own unwieldiness. However, there’s a lot to enjoy, even love, on Short N’ Sweet.

Ultimately, Champion is the sound of a band fully focused and completely in control of what makes them special.

Is Romance their best album? Possibly. The best rock album of the year so far? Certainly.

For a debut album, there’s remarkably little filler to be found, and you can’t help thinking that this is just the beginning, and that’s there’s an awful lot more to come from Wishy.

Hamish Hawk’s best album to date, a big, bold lesson in taking risks and letting the mask drop when things threaten to get too arch. It’s the sort of record that already sounds timeless.

The only problem is, that like other Charly Bliss records, it sounds better in little chunks, rather than as a fully-fledged album. There are 12 tracks on Forever, and it’s undeniable that after a while, the songs begin to sound rather the same.

There’s a lot to be said for Fucked Up keeping it simple, they really inject their songs with palpable passion that simply pours out of the speakers.

What makes this the best Beabeadoobee record to date is its willingness to explore whatever musical direction takes her fancy. So there’s a delightful little waltz-time on Coming Home, while A Cruel Affair revisits Laus’ love of bossa-nova and embroiders it with some slide guitar

No Name is wonderful, magical, truthful and the most consistently surprising rock album of the year by some margin. Just Jack White doing Jack White things.

Like their fellow musical experimentalists Black Country, New Road, Personal Trainer may not always hit the mark, but even their failures are more interesting than 95% of their contemporaries.