Albums // Singles

Sacramento's Death Grips don't go out of their way to be likeable, or even listenable really. Whether you like them will depend on how much you enjoy extreme noise made by posturing, heavily tattooed men who look and sound like they could wrap a bike chain round your neck soon as say 'hello&...[more]

You wait two decades for an album and three come at once. Well, not exactly. After 21 long years, interjected by a couple of cover versions and several false starts, Kevin Shields is finally unleashing remastered versions of the seminal Isn'...[more]

Prog rock duly disappeared after the fresh sound of punk shoved it over the cliff and into another dimension. It wasn't until the turn of the 90s that a twisted and fucked up version melded into another musical sub-culture: Post-rock. Due mainly to the nascent Slint with their ground breaking Spiderland, it spawned b...[more]

If imitation is the sincerest form of flattery then there must be many artists a little chuffed with the Mystery Jets right now. That's not necessarily a criticism of the band's fourth album, just that perhaps not having found their own niche just yet really shows on Radlands, the bands self-proclaimed American a...[more]

Less edgy, more electronic rock is a market that Muse have had cornered now for several years and something both The Mission and Sisters of Mercy did well a couple of decades ago. Now Kingston-based band Anison make a bid for their territory with a fair bit of XFM and 6 Music airplay to back them up.

On songs like rocky op...[more]

I've never really been one for a fella screaming murderously at me while I appreciate some pretty intricate heavy rock, but Cancer Bats are another matter, and Dead Set on Living has brought me round to the idea of a bit of screeching. The fourth album from the Canadian metalcore band is re...[more]

From the timeless mystical trance manderings of Tame Impala came spin-off band Pond, now on their fourth album Beards, Wives, Denim, another re-positioning of their sound into mostly short, sharp nuggets of fuzzy, wailing goodness. They've got a slightly shambolic, rough-around-the-edges ga...[more]