Our first ever review. Reads like it too. In any case, the album can certainly boast a groove, but it lacks the edge of Pixies' best work.
A magnificent journey, with tortured themes, fragile vocals, irresistibly groovy basslines, beautifully spacious production, and such a curious closer.
The Dark Side of the Moon is one of those high-water marks of artistic expression. It’s just sublime. I don’t have a bad thing to say about it.
Trent Reznor set a benchmark in the industrial rock genre whilst simultaneously providing a form of therapy for millions of angst-filled listeners.
Rain Dogs isn’t for everyone, but if you want to hear what the roots of an urban jungle sound like - in all their sad and messy madness - it’s well worth a listen.
A cartoonish odyssey bristling with creative energy. The whimsy of the band's debut album is replaced by a biting sombreness very much of the 21st century.
A rather unbalanced comeback that relies too heavily on its somber tone, resulting in forgettable and lifeless songs that drift by in apathetic fashion.
There are few better highs than Muse in top gear. It’s breathless, explosive music; the kind that compels listeners to pick up an instrument or start a band.
The opening third is nothing to write home about, the middle section is terrific, and the last twenty minutes are ludicrous. Drones is the full Muse package.
A record that’s unabashed and vibrant and full of potential. Wolf Alice show glimpses of what's to come, straddling genres with almost childlike enthusiasm.