Yves Tumor - Praise A Lord Who Chews But Which Does Not Consume; (Or Simply, Hot Between Worlds)
It truly feels like an awakening.
It truly feels like an awakening.
A record which posits the idea of love as an imperative condition for human function.
The biggest and best of this week's new music.
The biggest and best of this week's new music.
The biggest and best of this week's new music.
Rousing, rallying and raucous, These New South Whales are, for the most part, having a whole lot of fun.
A debut that embraces optimism and nihilism in equal measures.
Somehow both modern and instilled in the past.
Halfway between unhinged madness and art rock precision.
He’s a bonafide people-pleaser.
A fresh and welcome face that disregards gatekeeping in favour of utilising nostalgia to captivate new audiences.
Conflating his electro-pop tendencies with the occasional stride of a campfire guitar, he turns everything he touches to glistening radio gold.
Fizzing hyperpop influences tie with skyward melodies to create a near-masterpiece.
A superlative ode to vulnerability.
A snapshot of intimacy, thriving friendships and a profound understanding of the human condition.
It delicately posits escapism as a human need, not a choice.
Not just an album, but a beaming victory lap.
A revealing and honest listen from one of the most-hyped artists of 2022 so far.
A masterclass in reinventing ‘70s rock for a ‘20s audience.
An inevitable ascension of a band who are so acutely aware of their own gifts.
Korn are anew, and ‘Requiem’ sees them fearless, embracing what made them famous to begin with.
Bastille’s choral, digestible power pop DNA is present, but grittier than usual.
Flecked with hints of pop greatness.
A far more existentially reflective side of Palace.