Reanimating The Shins after a five-year hiatus with a whole new backing band, James Mercer’s ‘Heartworms’ is sometimes too forced to match up to previous glories.
In a career spanning 40 years, there are very few things Paul Weller hasn’t done, but a film soundtrack is a first.
Grandaddy’s ‘Last Place’ has a couple of mediocre moments, but still manages to be the most enjoyable addition to their catalogue since ‘The Sophtware Slump’.
Sleaford Mods may be nine albums but they show no sign of slowing down with their tirade against all things pop-culture with ‘English Tapas’ – even if that include themselves.
With their second album ‘Volcano’, Temples refine and polish the winning formula from their 2014 debut.
The commercial juggernaut of Ed Sheeran will rumble on, and nothing anybody will say about ‘÷’ will make any difference. That said, it’s crushingly average.
Thundercat harnesses the sonic excesses of his previous production work and ideas to make a coherent, fun album that makes even more sense when intoxicated.
A second BJM album in four months shows Anton Newcombe’s gifts for psychedelia are as sharply honed as ever.
The Pigeon Detectives’ fifth album ‘Broken Glances’ attempts their biggest musical evolution yet, but the results are extremely mixed.
It’s hard to believe Los Campesinos! have been around for 10 years, but their sixth album ‘Sick Scenes’ finds them in strong form.
