The solemn dream-pop of Dominic is a rare highlight that serves only to demonstrate the rest of the album's shortcomings. [May 2014, p.116]

Halfway in the album starts to stutter like a mirror ball whose motor is on the blink. [Jan 2017, p.106]

With Oczy Mlody, they remind us once again that they're also great songwriters. [Feb 2017, p.110]

The fact that Cohen is nearer to the Pennines than he is to Portland shines through, though, with a dry wit tempering the sunniest songs. [Sep 2012, p.105]

Everyone, while unsurprised that his vocals are unobtrusive and his lyrics unspectacular, will seek that greatness in the guitars. [Mar 2013, p.94]

Sensual melancholy is a mood but Cry occasionally needs another one or two up its heart adorned sleeve. [Dec 2019, p.106]

The combination of dreamy pop noir and the remorseless quality of the tunes suggest they'll soon be both big and clever. [May 2014, p.119]

Bombay Bicycle Club might have veered all over the track, switching between the folk lane and the electronic one, elbowing indie-pop out of the way, but they still aren't setting the pace. [Mar 2014, p.112]

They are as fearless and undiminished as ever here. [Aug 2015, p.114]

Adam Duritz has vocal warmth and his band create all sorts of lush soundscapes, not a million miles away from a less jazzy Steely Dan. [July 2002, p.112]

As predictable as rain in February. [Mar 2002, p.123]

As before, it's a heady swirl of rock, soul and hippy lyrics. However, it feels fantastic and, unless the record company is snoring soundly, it's full of hits.

If only the Stones would make a record like this. [Jun 2004, p.94]

By manically pinballing between ideas, Rock Steady soon flirts with disaster. [Dec 2001, p.119]

A belligerent record: fiercely independent, full of right angles, curious sound effects and a guitarist, Aziz Ibrahim, who believes, incorrectly, that the soul of Jimi Hendrix is preserved in his G-string.

In the main this is a richly rewarding collection of lovingly realised songs. [June 2002, p.121]

This is Adams at his most concise and focused. [Jan 2006, p.122]

The New Yorkers' fourth album is grounded in frontman Claudio Sanchez's personal life, making it accessible and hugely appealing. [Nov 2007, p.137]

My Best friend Is You fall over itself to broaden Nash's bard-of-the-piano template. [May 2010, p.113]

It's business as usual for Bad Religion, the US punk rock stalwarts recently restored to full power with the return of guitarist Brett Gurewitz. [Sep 2007, p.100]

Impenetrable in the extreme. [Apr 2005, p.118]

This has its moments, notably the rolling break of '914' and heavyweight funk propelling Redman's tongue-twisting rap on 'Best Believe,' but it's one for the cognoscenti. [May 2008, p.136]

Shorn of the stunning visuals, a little too much here sounds like aural padding. [Oct 2008, p.149]

A raucous, irresistibly melodic collection of songs that ring with indignant, apathy-infused joie de vivre. [Feb 2019, p.112]

At first listen, To The Sea is more of the same: Johnson's warm voice wrapped around sweet, if hardly memorable songs. [July 2010, p. 133]

This is the work of a band who are beginning to realise they don't always need to bark so loudly to be heard. [Jun 2012, p.103]

It's intimate, folkie, more Anglo than Mojave 3, not at all Slowdivey. [Dec 2008, p.108]

His masturbatory approach to the stroking of his muse is very nearly obscene. [Apr 2006, p.114]