LaFarge explores nooks and crannies left unfinished 70 years ago instead of merely replicating the bigger themes. [Jul 2015, p.108]

[Producer Mutt] Lange proves an excellent match. Never before have Bellamy's guitars sounded so terrific. [Jul 2015, p.110]

A great concept, but there aren't enough ideas here to prevent it running out of steam. [Jul 2015, p.108]

The quality dips towards the album's close, but all told, this is a solid return to the fold. [Jul 2015, p.102]

It's a richly textured record. [Jul 2015, p.109]

An exhilarating ride from a group who sound completely revitalised. [Jul 2015, p.108]

Justin Hawkins' vocal histrionics can, at times grate, but for suckers of old-school guitar riffs and songs about the Viking invasion of East Anglia, there's much to enjoy. [Jul 2015, p.104]

True, like an armful of regrettable tattoos it may have transitory allure, but its nasty, brutish and short appeal will do for now. [Jul 2015, p.104]

An album so rich, complex and dazzlingly fluid. [Jul 2015, p.103]

Boyle is still at his strongest when he opts to bring the noise. [Jul 2015, p.102]

Musically, she delivers that desired top-down, sunny LA drive-time feel. [Jul 2015, p.100]

It's still unclear, for all the charm and enthusiasm, exactly what might mark them out, make them a cause, a rally call. For now, though, Young Chasers is just enough to keep them out in front. [Apr 2015, p.103]

As film music the score's consciously unobtrusive. [Apr 2015, p.94]

By avoiding a quick fix, The Vaccines have made their most complete album yet. [Jun 2015, p.113]

It's a delight. [Jun 2015, p.110]

Those who investigate Heartbreak Pass may find themselves enthralled. [Jun 2015, p.107]

A splendid blast of pop art--with the accent on tunes and outrageous fun. [Jun 2015, p.110]

Sub-Lingual Tablet is occasionally lumpen, frequently marred by Smith's recently adopted growl yet powered by enough energy and spark to burn through any reservations. [Jun 2015, p.105]

Crowell co-writes the majority of these 11 new songs, covering all the bases from nostalgic regert to downright weepie, highway anthem to cajun-flavoured rug-cutter. [Jun 2015, p.107]

Seemingly compiled by the toss of a coin, Can't forget is a hotch-potch of old staples, two new songs and two covers. [Jun 2015, p.102]

With Multi-Love, Nielson has concocted an intoxicating brew. [Jun 2015, p.113]

A concise soundtrack of garage racket, gospel-informed blues, glam balladry and piano confessionals. [Jun 205, p.104]

Big, bold and joyful, it's exactly what a great pop album should be. [Jun 2015, p.105]

Dumb Flesh strikes a fabulously oxymoronic tone: euphoric dread. [Jun 2015, p.100]

What Hardy has done here is make a folk album for people who don't normally like folk music. [Apr 2015, p.103]

His experiments works best when anchored to a solid rhythm. [Jun 2015, p.102]

Suffused in African melody and harmony, the touches of house and hip-hop more decorative than foundational, it reads like Esau's love letter to his homeland. [Jun 2015, p.113]

All the chest-thumping overwhelms the more interesting diversions. [Jun 2015, p.112]