They dip into the strangest, sexiest bits of the 70s, with prowling disco on Feet, rollicking glam on Tastes Good With the Money, and electronically, chemically enhanced psychedelic skronk throughout. Lanre Bakare Read the full review. As buzz bands go, Black Midi is a weird one, a jagged mulch of math rock, Beefheart restlessness and the 90s Chicago school of alt-jazz, full of the declamatory vocals of Geordie Greep (whose voice you couldn’t make up if you tried). With his sixth album, the east Londoner cements his status as one of the UK’s greatest ever MCs. Rachel Aroesti Read the full review. Ja, der übliche Verdächtige. Aber auch nach, Das sind die zehn besten Alben von Bruce Springsteen, Die 50 besten Songs von Bruce Springsteen, Sean Connery ist tot: Fragen zur Todesursache, Eels: „Dass ich noch immer hier bin, ist ein Wunder“, Neil Young: „50th Anniversary Reissue“ von „After The Gold Rush“. All of a sudden, songs about beer and broads seem a little lacking. While Hungry Child puts an offbeat spin on the sounds you might have heard pulsing from a motorway underpass 30 years ago, the vibe on A Bath Full of Ecstasy is less about revisiting the hedonism of some lost youth than its tender idealism, creating a bright, tender, often ballady idyll in a wretched age. From Stereolab to LCD Soundsystem and Hookworms, almost every year produces a band who replicate the soothingly simple, eternal groove of Neu! On his fourth album, British R&B experimentalist James Blake turns away from his … Legacy! BBT Read the full review. Like Caroline Polachek, Hannah Diamond and so many others this year, Amber Bain uses super-synthetic electropop and soft rock to say much rougher, grittier truths. BBT Read the full review. Sein Grime-Punk rüttelt an den Schlössern der Mächtigen, die Sleaford Mods sind nicht allein. Kleingedrucktes, Haken, Klauseln: Eine vielschichtige Allegorie auf das Leben, ebenso kluge wie mitreißende Popmusik. Dense layers of fluttering gauze ... Amber Bain. Tracks either abruptly snap off like an unfinished thought or dissolve into the silent distance. Performing concerts in support of the album while dressed in a Warhol wig, shades and dazzling neon suits, Tyler cavorted all over the stage celebrating an even greater breadth to his music. Alexis Petridis Read the full review. The title, the new age font, the tie-dye colours of the album artwork – they all indicate that Hot Chip are getting in on the very 2019 taste for rave culture. Ben Beaumont-Thomas Read the full review. Whether in grunge ballads (Jenni), front-porch blues (Orange) or the ambient indie-folk that sways reed-like throughout, the mood is as melancholy as it is beautiful. if(typeof(jQuery)=="function"){(function($){$.fn.fitVids=function(){}})(jQuery)}; jwplayer('jwplayer_flIwhUCn_zFOPDjEV_div').setup(


Click to copy. And from album opener Psycho onwards, where he’s positioned as a patient telling all to a therapist, we meet a rapper as agitated as he is angry. Happily, that isn’t the case: featuring production from former Vampire Weekend member Rostam (and occasionally drums from Danielle Haim), Immunity is tender and earnest, its scale in keeping with the way 21-year-old Clairo’s generation shrugs off emotional disclosures with a lower-case “lol”. An absentee father, a sibling in prison (his brother Christopher is serving a life sentence for his involvement in the killing of Sofyen Belamouadden), a burgeoning, pressurised music career – it all gets mixed into an urban opera that plays out intensely, and internally. But the sheer zest for life in these bombastic, ultra-quotable self-empowerment tracks – as well as the pure-pop hooks – gives them intensity even on record.

LS Read the full review. The chief grotbags of the British indie scene return, retaining a genuinely reptilian edge to their lounge lizard music. Sign up for our newsletter.