Wherever you listen, ideas accrue: given a gleaming production by Tunng's Mike Lindsay, Springs ... contains outsider art-pop multitudes. [Apr 2024, p.103]

A blissful, immersive listen. [Apr 2024, p.104]

It's an often dense listen, but with enough light and shade to ease the passage of its makers social conscience lyrics. [Apr 2024, p.103]

Their legs haven't gone entirely, but this feels more weathered warhorse than Warhol. [Apr 2024, p.103]

Her music and mesmerising voice also alight upon jazz-folk (Get Wise), sparse rock (Blood Bond) and orchestral indie-rock (Desire Path), building a positively cinematic collection which speaks softly but firmly of the state of the world today. [Apr 2024, p.105]

It's the sound of an endlessly curious mind in love with the possibilities of sonics and melody and a very welcome reinvention. [Apr 2024, p.103]

The result, which she deemed an "experiment in collaboration", is Lenker's most relatable to date. [Apr 2024, p.103]

At times it's near pure pop--the slow, echoing Queen Of Hearts and the synth sensations of Honey while Superstar sees the voice soaring above an electronica rhythm. Self Love is a blistering guitar rocker while the near five-minute title track switches from balladry to boisterous roars. A fitting finale. [Mar 2024, p.103]

Neither classic comeback nor addled disaster, it's hopefully a stepping stone to again becoming a functioning exciting live act and more productive studio band. [Mar 2024, p.105]

Overall, the album's sense of play is strong and, like its predecessor, the good ultimately wins out. [Mar 2024, p.102]

A welcome return to form. [Mar 2024, p.105]

A spare but slippery showcase of spontaneous-seeming instinct. [Mar 2024, p.105]

Their seventh effort might start with short, low-key ballad Bluebird but that turns out to be a complete misnomer for an album chock-full of effervescent indie anthems and buoyant guitars. [Mar 2024, p.103]

While there's no shortage of ideas buzzing around these tracks they often have a tendency to come across as incomplete; meanders down sonic and lyrical avenues that fall just short of feeling whole. [Mar 2024, p.103]

It rattles along at a fine old pace, awash with cheek and charm, and is genuinely touching on paean to lifelong friendships The Lads. [Mar 2024, p.103]

Echoes of the past but very much of today. [Mar 2024, p.105]

Their 19th studio album captures the dynamism of Firepower but tweaks the structure a little so that the material is no less heavy but is perhaps less predictable. [Mar 2024, p.103]

Krieger still has an ear for organists, and moody interplay with Ed Roth, as on the track Samosas & Kingfishers, remains his comfort zone. More genteel than their name would suggest, The Savages are nonetheless consummate players, with textured grooves at their dexterous fingertips. [Mar 2024, p.104]

The brisk Don't Forget You're Mine harbours a dicier wake-up call ("A good slap is what you need"), though the Wurlitzer-enhanced La Nageuse Nue reunites with The Choir to advocate "a cleansing": becalmed advice for a troubled world on a coolly composed album of healing and harmony. [Mar 2024, p.105]

From glam-tinged art-rock to spellbinding chamber-soul, this ever-elegant examination of the heart and the mind is like Bukowski rifling through priceless musical boxes and releasing a thousand hummingbirds. .... Magnificent heaven. [Mar 2024, p.103]

The bleakness can be oppressive but as Wolfe sings of "wings on our lungs" on the hymnal Place In The Sun, her voice takes flight with commanding power. [Feb 2024, p.103]

Between fleeting romances and the railroad, the result serves robust snapshots of self-discovery in resilient motion: nodding to the climax of Titanic in closer Ogallala, The Past ... clings to life in the face of loss. [Feb 2024, p.101]

Testing her vocals as much as her songwriting, Howard emerges as one of the boldest talents around. [Feb 2024, p.101]

Loss Of Life feels more at ease with itself. Happily, though, none of this comes at the expense of the band's exploratory urges. [Feb 2024, p.102]

Wherever you listen, these are some of the loveliest examples of Lytle's wryly empathetic story-songs yet, with widescreen closer Nothin' To Lose teasing at potential future attractions. Long may his wav roll. [Feb 2024, p.101]

The rhythm guitars remain acoustic and there are country-style embellishments from piano and pedal-steel players. The overall impression, though, is that the circles in the Venn diagram of Mascis' solo and Dino works are overlapping more than ever. [Feb 2024, p.101]

Wall Of Eyes sounds like a band going from strength to strength. [Feb 2024, p.100]

As with his previous albums though, GRIP most impresses in its introspective moments (Spades, Lucky Me) -- perhaps next time we'll get the morning after album. [Feb 2024, p.103]