It's good to have them back. [Apr 2008, p.102]

Ultimately, you're left wishing that Panic at the Disco had more to say about their own generation, instead of mimicking that of their parents'. [May 2008, p.134]

Some of the Americanisms grate, but The Heavy dirty eclecticism wins the day. [Dec 2007, p.121]

They can't sustain the quality over an entire album, however, and the inspiration dries up halfway through. [Apr 2008, p.112]

This follow-up's newfound glossy production sheen suggests that is the intention [to move toward the mainstream]--but the creativity within is far from diluted. [Apr 2008, p.109]

Singer and girl-Iggy Jemina Pearl's the star, bringing admirable conviction to her tales of boredom, drug-taking and, in the case of the Perky 'Food Fight,' "extra cheese in your face." [Apr 2008, p.102]

Anyone bored by the kitchen sink will find much to love here. [Feb 2008, p.97]

This is a fine follow-up to 2005's "No Wow." [Apr 2008, p.108]

{Bejar's] fondness for drenching songs in production so muddy that they end up as little more than smears of noise. [May 2008, p.130]

DeVotchKa's preference for songs that don't necessarily result in feverish fopsweat actually serve to highlight much mongrel charm. [Apr 2008, p.107]

It's singing their filthy lyrics in thick French accents that spoils the party. [Apr 2008, p.115]

[A] terrific collaboration on DeLorean's life story. [Mar 2008, p.108]

Yet for all the sharp hooks and rhythmic twists, the album sags in the middle. [Apr 2008, p.127]

It feels as if they are making music for the sheer pleasure of it, and it's this that proves the record's abiding charm. [Aug 2008, p.143]

At its best, it makes for exhilarating listening, as on 'Crimewave' and the bleep-funk soundclash that drives 'Air War' and the unexpectedly tender 'Courtship dating.' [June 2008, p.138]

It's always catchy, but all 20 tracks are so short everything feels throwaway, and the free-association lyrics go from amusing to aggravating in an instant. [Apr 2008, p.107]

It's an undeniably chin-stroking effort, songs revolving with quiet, Dire Straits-ian grace around a pedal-steel guitar, while a variety of vocalists take his musical atmospherics and run with them. [May 2008, p.135]

The Dodos are too uptight to freak-out totally and the clash between slacker lyricism and unpredictable acoustic outbursts lends an intriguingly split personality. [July 2008, p.101]

He sing-raps stream-of-consciousness tales that, coupled with instrumentation from his brother Josiah and Doug McDiarmid, create contagious songs. [May 2008, p.141]

It's a finely textured, quietly hypnotic collection showcasing her guitar chops inside mellifluous, complex songs. [Aug 2008, p.139]

There's a slightly dated stadium-house feel to th rest.... Still, when he thrills, he truly thrills. [Apr 2008, p.108]

There's nothing essential here, but there's nothing to dislike either. [Apr 2008, p.115]

The result are a joy, exuding the same casual charm that has always characterised his best work. [Sep 2008]

Superabundance us a celebratory affair--a hugely likable and intelligent pop album that sings with human warmth and, ultimately, quiet defiance. [Apr 2008, p.106]

A quarter of a century on, that still holds, right down to the same old ponderous rhythms, Daniel Ash's screaming guitar fuzz and Peter Murphy's ridiculously portentous vocals. [Apr 2008, p.102]

His fourth album is another trough, low on songs and over-reliant on meandering guitar jams. [Apr 2008, p.112]

It's the best thing either has done in a decade. [Apr 2008, p.116]

While the maverick spirit that drives this pair is admirable, it doesn't make the end result any more enjoyable. [Apr 2008, p.102]