Over-indulgent Gothic melodrama from Brighton's Esben And The Witch. How do you like your nightmares? Black with 2 sugars, thanks.
Putting on our Britpop goggles yet again, Sleeper's debut album Smart and its follow-up The It Girl get the reissue treatment.
Providence, Rhode Island indie-folksters The Low Anthem fail to im-press the smart flesh on their sophomore release.
The Decemberists discard the costumes and dispense with the theatre slipping into more familiar musical threads on album number 6.
Hurrah for English music. Just when you think Webcuts panders almost exclusively to the Americans, British Sea Power save the day.
Debut album from Montreal's Braids. Like a Canadian Animal Collective with female vocals? Read on and find out...
The final bow from London’s The Loves balances its buoyant pop against a knowing end and comes up smelling of roses.
It's hard to believe that he's been gone 7 years now. This collection attempts to define one of last great songwriters of the 20th Century.
The Bangles chart-conquering Different Light and their slighty less impressive debut album get the reissue treatment.
"a polished genre grab bag record of mostly stale, completely innocuous songs". Kings of Leon - Win!
Just how many albums are Weezer going to release (or re-release) this year? What's one more for Christmas?
No Age push the 'mature album' button while still managing to shred and transcend on their third release.
Totally random, but a friend of mine once got "Chief" tattooed on the back of her neck and the tattoo guy spelt it wrong. There is no metaphor to be found here.
Touched by the somewhat friendly eclectic hand of The Charlatans for their tenth album in twenty years.
How many times do you get given a record and for it to feel like a breath of fresh air? Here you are then.
Brooklyn's Suckers channel a little ADHD indie rock throughout their debut album, defying hype and maintaining interest.
All killer, no filler, Joe Pernice and Co. turn up the volume and turn in one of their most enjoyable records to date.
Sounding like a counter-revolutionary, singer-songwriter Jonneine Zapata's task at hand is presciently hinted at in the title.
Send out the search parties -- Missing in action on the latest album from M.I.A. -- "melody, listenability, and some semblance of a point".
Named after the town they're from, Memphis has "some great songs, some brilliant moments", but not quite all adding up to Magic, Kids.
The anticipated follow-up to the fan and critic fave Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga, fails to meet expectation, begging the question, 'Where were Spoon transferring to?'.
In Sloan's case, it was definitely the A Sides that won, but there's some forgotten treats amongst this rarities collection.
One of the hotly anticipated releases for 2010, MGMT shake things up with their follow-up to Oracular Spectacular but the title is anything but ironic.
With a new sound and approach on display, Yeasayer have in their hands a contender for album of the year with Odd Blood. Yes, we know it's only March.
The smell of reunion is in the air as Pavement's back catalogue is harvested for the new-comers in this career-spanning collection.
In an era dominated by unexpected musical collaborations, Broken Bells (James Mercer of The Shins and Brian Burton aka Danger Mouse) triumphs.
Shearwater seem to have run aground on The Golden Archipelago. Not quite paradise, nor a place you'll likely return to soon.
One of the top records of the year that you never want to hear again? Merrill Garbus is Tune-yards and experimental lo-fi folk is the order of the day.
Dev Hynes brings us more songs of bittersweet romance on his sophomore release as Lightspeed Champion.
Idlewild return with their fan-funded sixth album, offering much talk of Warnings (and Promises). But do they deliver?
Ex-Concrete Victoria Bergsman heads to Pakistan to seek inspiration for her second album as Taken By Trees.
The Horrors pull off the surprise reinvention act of the century and lift the curse of the sophomore slump forever.
Moving on from Uninvited, Like The Clouds to Untitled #23, The Church near the end of the alphabet but not the end of their career.
The second solo project members of Deerhunter, Lotus Plaza is guitarist Lockett Pundt's self-fulfilling dreampop odyssey.
The honeymoon of Marry Me is over for Annie Clark, aka St. Vincent, as she sets her gaze on the big stage in Actor.
Four albums in, Camera Obscura assess their career, wisely trading 'brilliant' for 'maudlin' and coming up somewhere inbetween.
Fourth album in from these Mancunian maestros, offering a slight return to their electro/house days as Sub Sub.
We took at poll at Webcuts, and PJ Harvey is most definitely not a woman one of us would walk by.
Who are the Condo Fucks? What is a Fuckbook and is it any good? So many questions, but are you prepared for the answers?
New No Wave or Narco-Electro? Whatever the case, Marry Me Tonight is well worth making an engagement with...
There's no hiding Hatcham Social. "You Dig The Tunnel" kicks the dirt long and high in a dazzling display of pop sensibility.
Brooklyn twee-punksters the Vivian Girls hit the reverb heights in a hail of cartoon tattoos and converse on their debut album.
After the enticing invitation given on her 2007 debut album Marry Me, St. Vincent (née Annie Clark) had all possible suitors rushing out in a panic to be the first to buy a copy and profess their affections. As both real beauty and extraordinary talent seems on the wane these days, Marry Me was as
As Conor Oberst once proclaimed, "M. Ward for President". As far-fetched as it sounds, Oberst may have a point.
After a year of touring as 'Sonic Youth 1988' for the kids that missed the Daydream Nation years, New York noiseniks and champions of those who like to beat the shit out of their guitars with screwdrivers, the almighty Sonic Youth return with their monumental 16th album, The Eternal, released through Matador Records on June
Andrew Bird takes flight with his latest album Noble Beast. Thankfully it's nothing at all like a Flock of Seagulls.
Grand who? Just call them Mr. and Mrs. Frank Black and everything will be peachy, or desserty...
Animal Collective shake the sand from their fur as they take Merriweather Post Pavillion down to the Beach, Boys.
Expanded and remastered fourth album tour de force from Stockton, CA quintet. High-ho silver ride!
The Stills channel an environmental apocalypse with Oceans Will Rise. Will anyone be left to hear it?