[Many of] these clean-sounding, jazz-rock rearrangements of songs from 1928 to 1963 prove successful experiments. [Aug 2012, p.100]

A collection of electronics-based tunes, drifting, gently paced but surprisingly torpid. [Mar 2016, p.108]

These songs might not defeat Fu Manchu, but they're a fine addition to Richard Ashcroft's hand. [Nov 2018, p.100]

Thicke's record is wonderfully, brilliantly uncool, a ties-round-the-head, Grandma-friendly wedding reception anthem; and there's more where that came from. [Sep 2013, p.101]

Oddly muted. [Feb 2006, p.104]

While Acolyte sounded assured, Collections occasionally projects a sense of strain. [Feb 2013, p.103]

There's been a strong sense of diminishing returns. [Dec 2014, p.109]

Sounding suitably big and blustery, it's also stuffed with lots of positive thinking and hopes for a better tomorrow. [May 2006, p.128]

Their infectious electro-funk certainly has a new hedonistic swagger. [Feb 2012, p.104]

The sextet have simply folowed their instincts and made a gloriously upbeat pop collection, packed with kitchen-sink productions and thumping choruses, invariably underpinned by Rasmus Nagel's stentorian keyboards. [Apr 2010, p.106]

This return to blitzkrieg riffing is closer to nu-metal than old Stooges. [Aug 2001, p.136]

Masterfully crafted and shot through with outlaw energy. [May 2004, p.101]

The album rallies at the halfway point, becoming a straightforward old-fashioned metal affair. [Sep 2002, p.102]

The results are mixed. [Oct 2004, p.121]

It's all pleasant enough, but sadly, there's too little here to set the pulse racing. [Nov. 2011, p. 140]

Hope St. is an expertly crafted burst of energy. [May 2011, p.119]

Papa Roach may be a band out of time, but there's life aplenty here yet. [Feb 2015, p.113]

It's an accomplished production--but an unambitious production, a reluctance to soar. [Apr 2015, p.102]

At best, as on Cleopatra, is like a yacht-y take on The Rapture's House Of Jealous Lovers. While amid the blanket New Romantic synth textures, quirky punk-pop ditties such as Girls On Bikes score highest. [Apr 2017, p.118]

It's not to say he's workmanlike, but he does the job. [May 2015, p.110]

Frontman Matt Tuck leaves no cliche unturned in his angst-ridden lyrics and the second half of the album is weighed down by the leaden balladry. [Oct 2015, p.104]

The album is fine enough, undeniably modish and much better than you might anticipate. [June 2008, p.136]

An album that's--unusually--both disorienting and immensely tedious. [Nov 2012, p.103]

There's no doubt Glasvegas are on the side of the angels; they just need to remember that the Devil is in the detail. [May 2011, p.108]

Overall this is splendid nonsense. [Jul 2009, p.128]

The jazzier the arrangements, however, the more effective his soul-searching becomes. [Nov 2010, p.105]

It's all a bit of a mess, with even more arresting efforts--Julia Holter's seraphic turn on These Creatures and Swipe To The Right's giddy Cyndi Lauper-assisted disco--sounding like they belong on different albums. [Jul 2016, p.109]

They're onto something here. [May 2015, p.115]