A return to form that shares DNA with Madonna's Ray Of Light, it combines Dido's introspection with meditative electronica. [May 2019, p.111]

At their best, as on Number 6 single 'Facination,' they are an invigoratingly upbeat experience. But too often they crash through the boundaries of good taste into out-and-out cheese. [July 2008, p.98]

A short and sharp, but ultimately shockless, album that would have benefited from changing its tune once in a while. [Feb 2009, p.112]

Hemingway's Whiskey is very much par for the course. [Dec 2010, p.114]

[This fifth album] still sounds refreshingly unconventional. [Apr 2014, p.116]

Kill is no great departure, but their sense of mischief and their genuine, Killers-esque power ensures staleness is kept at bay, while The Newark Airport Boogie (not their first airport tribute, incidentally) is bouncier than a spacehopper. [Feb 2010, p. 104]

An album that's as entrancing as it is modestly proportioned. [June 2002, p.121]

With some judicious skipping of tracks this is another eminently listenable set. [Oct 2014, p.109]

Short, but thrillingly witchy and proof that Wolfe can command the quiet as well as she does the noise. [Dec 2012, p.115]

This ragbag of an album suggests the tying up of loose ends before impending reinvention. [Jan 2008, p.118]

Although it holds together better than out-takes album might, newcomers should start elsewhere. [July 2008, p.101]

First album in seven years by dreamy Alabama duo. [Jan. 2011, p. 135]

Starting at a bass-heavy point where crunch is more important than structure, guitarist-singer Joel Flyger nevertheless knows how to write a pop hook. [Mar 2013, p.108]

His first widely distributed release, is no vanity showcase. It's an album of acoustic, guitar-based singer-songwriter pop, although not quite as sparse as that sounds. [Nov 2008, p.107]

Wonder of the Younger shows they're still expanding their songwriting palette with out sacrificing the hooks or pop smarts. [Dec 2010, p.114]

Father Creeper proves ambitious, but it's easy to get lost amid the clatter of African rhythm. [Apr 2012, p.98]

Freakonomics proves they still pack a punch, though. [Aug 2009, p.101]

The majority of Reality Killed the Video Star - a reliably punning title, and this one almost works - seems to have taken its glum atmospheric cue from Morrissey's Vauxhall And I or Rufus Wainwright's less fruity concoctions - without necessarily taking on board any of their melodic or lyrical gifts. [Dec 2009, p. 108]

The lack of an absolutely killer song and an aversion to hooks may yet derail them, but there's hope to spare. [Jun 2014, p.122]

In stark contrast to their finest work (1993's "brown" album, 1999's The Middle Of Nowhere), the magic moments never add up to an epic, morphing whole.

Cull the arrogance, the laziness, the ill-considered ignorance, the (that word yet again) sneering, and there wouldn't be a better album than Know Your Enemy, and not just of this year. Cull the brave lyrics, the moments of inspiration, the songs to treasure and the moments of honesty and, were it available in dogfood form, you wouldn't feed Know Your Enemy to your hounds.

There's the occasional intriguing beat and nods to musical theatre. [Nov 2017, p.111]

If Pajama Club resembles anything, it's a Neil Finn solo album, although Dead Leg and Can't Put It Down Until It Ends are as well-crafted as anything he's offered since Crowded House's pomp. [Nov. 2011, p. 139]

Their forays into electronica work best.... Sadly, there are too many one-dimensional guitar-pop songs that expose Jackson's flat, robotic voice. [May 2008, p.136]

The high proportion of psychedelic plods make this record feel like a missed opportunity--elegantly wasted, but wasted all the same. [May 2016, p.104]

Heaven Before All Hell Breaks Loose is a fine record, but the restraint shows. [Jun 2018, p.115]

This is an album you need to be enveloped by--the louder it is, the better it sounds. [Jun 2016, p.115]

Emily Haines remains a commanding frontwoman, but where once she railed against war and consumerism, here she sticks to wishy-washy reflections on love and life. [Jun 2009, p.127]