New Musical Express (NME)'s Scores

  • Music
For 6,298 reviews, this publication has graded:
  • 55% higher than the average critic
  • 4% same as the average critic
  • 41% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 1.6 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Music review score: 71
Highest review score: 100 Whatever People Say I Am, That's What I'm Not
Lowest review score: 0 Maroon
Score distribution:
6298 music reviews
    • 71 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    It’s arty, it’s farty, it’s at times strangely hypnotic and if you leave it on your record collection it will make you look really cool. If that’s your thing...
    • 78 Metascore
    • 80 Critic Score
    Wander no more, Lanegan. It’s clear to see that, with Soulsavers, you’ve found salvation.
    • 71 Metascore
    • 70 Critic Score
    The Bachelor is a thoughtful record whose greatest flaw is only that it’s overthought (though to the fans obsessive enough to fund it, that’s probably a bonus).
    • 67 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    There’s enough sonic meat here to gain him fans, but not enough depth to build a fanbase that will remember him once he’s off the airwaves.
    • 77 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    His new set is disarmingly jaunty, occasionally odd – as on the scratchy electro-folk of ‘Don’t Want To Sleep Tonight’ – and frequently lovely, chiefly on the parched reverie of ‘Ballad Of Fuck All.’
    • 66 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    OCD Go Go Go Girls is, as ‘Think’ was, simply an imperfect heads-up for Lovvers’ live skills.
    • 82 Metascore
    • 80 Critic Score
    Their debut is a gale-force riot, a virtual tempest of joyous abandon.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 70 Critic Score
    This is a flawed, sometimes absurd, but always intriguing album that repeatedly approaches being something special.
    • 75 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    ‘The Whale Song’ may offer a solitary crumb for old skool Micers to nibble, but unfortunately this EP will not offer much else.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    It's just nothing. Complete plastic nothingness from the outset.
    • 42 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    The message is simple: the joke isn’t funny any more, last orders rang long ago and the game is well and truly up.
    • 71 Metascore
    • 80 Critic Score
    It comes a little unstuck by the end of course, but overall this is a delight, going bump in the night in more ways than one.
    • 76 Metascore
    • 80 Critic Score
    I’m Going Away sees The Fiery Furnaces abandon their surrealist tendencies to work outside their comfort zone, experimenting with structure and euphony to reassert their status as our most vital musical siblings.
    • 73 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Riceboy Sleeps' is a tedious album of orchestral drones, produced by manipulating piano, strings and choir samples on solar-powered laptops
    • 73 Metascore
    • 80 Critic Score
    Blue Roses, you see, is less Nash and more Bush, a dizzyingly beautiful set of delicate folk songs that sound like they’ve been sprinkled with pixie dust and reincarnated from some perfect bygone age.
    • 76 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Nothing especially groundbreaking here compared with compilations such as the Kitsuné Maison series, but listenable nonetheless.
    • 75 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Away from his day job, White is less creatively liberated, and surrounding The Dead Weather there's a very strong whiff of conventional, rather clumpy Middle-America jock rock.
    • 72 Metascore
    • 70 Critic Score
    While the harsher edges of their previous efforts have been sanded off long ago, frontman Neil Fallon still has a bucketload of fire and brimstone left in his belly and no-one does the possessed preacher man schtick quite like him.
    • 69 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Welcome To The Walk Alone may have the skeletal blueprint of pop genius running through it like words in a stick of rock but it verges on insulting.
    • 71 Metascore
    • 70 Critic Score
    Sleepy Sun are at their best when they revel in both light and dark, unleashing throatily riffing guitars to disrupt pastoral interludes.
    • 64 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    With a bit of luck, Broken Records won’t be afraid to indulge themselves a little more in the future, because it would be a minor tragedy to see such a worldly band opt to wallow in mediocrity
    • 68 Metascore
    • 70 Critic Score
    These vipers may be tiny, but there’s a bite to Fortino’s harrowing vocal that’s sure to leave its mark.
    • 76 Metascore
    • 90 Critic Score
    Overall, you get the kind of lush musings that’ll soundtrack all the pivotal moments of your wayward summer romance. Blissful.
    • 72 Metascore
    • 70 Critic Score
    Sure, this isn’t going to frighten the rabbits just yet, but they do occupy a beguiling space between playful celtic reverie and the pits of drone-rock hell.
    • 73 Metascore
    • 80 Critic Score
    The fact that this mad man’s breakfast is actually nothing short of jaw-dropping should be the cause of spontaneous mass copulation in the streets.
    • 76 Metascore
    • 80 Critic Score
    This is an album of long, mysterious love songs to get lost in for days--seek it out.
    • 72 Metascore
    • 90 Critic Score
    Taking Mangum’s recorded-on-cardboard lo-fi folk epics as their ground zero, TRAA turn in the best alt.debut of the year.
    • 65 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    The record lurches between cliched harpsichord-driven ditties and cringeworthy soft-rock pop songs that rely on the inventiveness of their concept over the originality of their music.
    • 61 Metascore
    • 80 Critic Score
    If I Had The Blues But I Shook Them Loose is the band's Everest, not only do they conquer it with unassuming boyish romance, but they've also created the most poignant anthology of what it means to be young and restless in the city since fellow Londoners Bloc Party's "Silent Alarm"--though they're a lot less frosty than Okereke et al.