Utterly laid-back and faintly unsettling, unshowily soulful and restrained enough to promise more.
Tara Mulholland
There’s a unique kind of frustration in listening to a band that you know have the <i>potential</i> to be very good indeed.
Their debut may not have entirely escaped the received musical approach of their background.
Rock is, if you choose to believe North Carolina sextet <b>Farewell</b>, the preserve of the doom-laden, the ponderous and the just plain grumpy.
With <b>Ivan</b> laid low by hayfever, we managed to ask <b>Ada</b> a few questions about music, youth, and sibling harmony…
It's rare to find a soundtrack that's so much more than the sum of it's parts. But, with <b>Domino</b> at the helm, it shouldn't be surprising.
Trouble is, the youthful inexperience of a band yet to find their voice is all too apparent.
In spite of all their drama, the twists and turns of <b>QOTSA</b> haven't killed the band - they've just taken it in a new and, ultimately rather welcome direction.
In straddling the chasm between the niche and the mainstream, <b>Dizzee</b> has done far, far better than most.
Who'd have thought that we'd be able to celebrate our first anniversary with possibly the finest scamp-pop album of the year?
1990s - Cookies
<b>1990s</b> are as joyous and gleeful as their namesake decade was cynical and materialistic. You'd be a fool not to love them.
<b>'Narcissus Road'</b> might not live up to the glories of the past - but then, what does?!
Of course, if there’s anything that <b>DIY</b> loves more than a story of pain, it’s a story of pain with a happy ending.
All perfect harmonies, joyous handclaps and surface smiles masking buried heartache, they're like an even sweeter <b>Magic Numbers</b>.
<b>Larrikin Love</b> might cast a far-reaching net, but they do so with passion and flair. Even with <i>that</i> haircut, they're destined for greatness.
