Music Reviews

Beck Morning Phase

The illustrious singer-songwriter returns with a spiritual successor to his esteemed 2002 release Sea Change.

Juan Edgardo Rodríguez reviews...

St. Vincent St. Vincent

A fantastically fascinating fusion of funk and fuzz.

Joe Rivers is still upset Annie Clark doesn't have a backing band called The Grenadines...

Phantogram Voices

After four years, the New York 'street beat' duo return with their sophomore follow-up to 2009's Eyelid Movies. If you're mousing over the link, you've got your hand on the button now.

Ben Jones was really looking forward to this one...

Shocking Pinks Guilt Mirrors

The reclusive New Zealander comes back after a seven year absence with Guilt Mirrors, a comprehensive triple-album recorded during a time of personal and emotional crisis.

Juan Edgardo Rodríguez sat through it so you don't have to...

Cheatahs Cheatahs

Debut album from London based guitar band peddling noisy shoegaze and 90s-style alt-rock. My Bloody Dinosaur, anyone?

David John Wood gets all nostalgic for his youth...ahhh

Woods of Desolation As The Stars

Just when you thought we'd have a break from hearing about all this post-black metal broo-ha-ha, Woods of Desolation, a nearly decade-long act, push the narrative further by battling convention with convention.

Peter Quinton tried really hard not to mention Deafheaven but fails miserably...

Guided By Voices Motivational Jumpsuit

Guided By Voices released three, yes three, albums in 2012 after their reformation. With only a single offering in 2013, Motivational Jumpsuit is well overdue, don't you think?

How can you not find something to like here, asks Graeme Marsh?

Robin Thicke Album Collection

Five albums, eight years of music, his entire pre-Blurred Lines recorded output. Surely, somewhere amongst all this he can find a rhyme for "hug me".

Robin, it's Joe Rivers. I'm pregnant. I think it's yours...

Sunn O))) & Ulver Terrestrials

Sunn O))) & Ulver have established themselves as two of the most interesting metal bands in recent memory on their own, but will their combined efforts result in heavy metal bliss or a cosmically cluttered mess?

Andrew Ciraulo pulls out his yoga mat (yes, he owns a yoga mat) and meditates to the droning sounds...