The cast list on Ronson’s third LP is great, and some of its songs are excellent.
The Manics’ tenth studio LP is both incredibly jolly and jolly good.
Renegades reneges on its title – it feels like an uninventive continuum.
This might be the album to introduce them to Kings of Leon-sized audiences.
A stunningly realised pop covers collection from the musical polymath.
A freakbeat, folk-savvy take on sample culture.
He could turn up and play on a washboard and it'd still be worth 20 quid.
Enough to sustain any fan’s biennial fix of Cwmaman rock.
The sound, almost literally one assumes, of a band in a midlife crisis.
Unlike other pop artists who've branched out into classical, this feels very natural.
Enough to suggest they might yet be a force to be reckoned with.
