Riffs in giant proportions, subtleties hidden between the pedal switches, and Turner’s Sheffield charm in spades. Possibly Arctic Monkey's finest album.
While the riffs and breakdowns are charging, raucous, and spine-tingling, the range of influences can often be distracting. There's no clear vision.
Hushed, husky Turner monologues drift over sophisticated arrangements with retro sheens. The album basks in the seedy buzz of a make-believe underworld.
It's the end of the year, and that means it's time for fond remembrances. From hip-hop to folk, and R&B to rock, here lies our favourite albums of 2017.
The Manchester musician talks about his most recent project (Moon), the merits of working alone, and the wisdom of Roger Ebert.
A solid entry into the band's catalogue and certainly worth a listen. As to whether it'll stick around until the end of the year? I'm a lot less sure.
An album caught in no-man’s land, its dozy stadium rock tunes neither advancing Kings of Leon’s sound nor recapturing the glory of their past.
Each note of every individual performance is captured and presented perfectly, with the ragged spirit of the band left intact. It’s scruffy yet masterful.