Yorke’s first ever soundtrack summons the darkness of horror, and the terror of blood and evil, over 25 tracks ... But Suspiria is not all creepy instrumentals. A handful of tracks stand out, and are among Yorke’s best solo work.
Though their themes remain in the gutter, Suede aspire to monuments, and The Blue Hour will stand as another sordid masterwork.
Understated, beautifully crafted and always emotionally involving, Wanderer shows an artist who has found strength in her convictions, and a new pace of life.
The singer delivers a series of hard truths with a voice that sifts over the synths like icing sugar.
What she's come to realise, finally, on new Florence & The Machine album High As Hope, is that her voice is just as, if not more powerful when she holds back.
Because Taylor’s releases are rare, she’s not restricted by genre constraints, and K.T.S.E. (Keep That Same Energy) is a pleasant surprise.
On their third and best album, A Brief Inquiry into Online Relationships, The 1975 have created what so many post-Radiohead bands couldn’t: a coherent pop statement with enough hope, radical honesty and genre-spanning breadth to make sense across divided generations.
In a decade of major black American LP statements to match the conscious soul and jazz golden age of forty years ago, Washington is, along with D’Angelo, the artist most steeped in that era’s rhythmically liquid language, and Heaven and Earth allows little let-up in slippery grooves and soulful uplift.
With Camila, the former Fifth Harmony singer pays homage to the culture and the core of who Cabello is. And for the first time, we can see her clearly.
He is offering his fans their own generational pop icon: a young man who has the courage to put all of that vibrant, dynamic character on full display.
Her music has always been unfussy, and while the songs here lack the scuzzy charm of her debut, Tell Me How You Really Feel is a weightier, more direct record.
While Negro Swan elaborates on Hynes’s best work, he remains grounded in cosy bedroom-pop by shambling drum machines, vocal compressors and gratuitous psych pedals.
Her debut album Invasion of Privacy isn’t so much an introduction as her final word: she is here to stay.
As a record that’s as lyrically compelling as it is sonically daring, I’m All Ears is an admirable follow-up to an impressive debut.
Cypress Hill are the hippies of the hip hop world, making music surrounded by a green-tinged haze that takes more cues from classic Sixties and Seventies rock than anywhere else. Elephants on Acid is one hell of a trip.
His brilliant fourth album Love Is Magic takes listeners on a ... thrill ride, dominated by swirling loops of grand, romantic melody, sly twists of sardonic wit and heart-stopping drops of sheer honesty.
Saturn is a work in perpetual orbit, which leads the listener through NAO’s personal journey over the past few years. It’s an album that feels grounded and also futuristic.
On Noonday Dream, he expands the Cornish landscape that has impacted his previous work and brings in sounds and instruments that spark the imagination for places further afield, in the most exquisite way.
On his debut album Basic Volume, Gaika breaks new ground on the UK music scene and asserts himself as one of the most provocative and multitalented young artists of this generation.
Wall’s songwriting is as stark as it comes: his plain-speaking manner is delivered in a slow, melancholy drawl that paints him as some lonely cowboy.
At a time where mainstream artists seem almost forced into making some kind of statement against the state of the world, to dwell on the doom and gloom we hear in the news; Golden Hour is a reminder that sometimes - often, if you’re looking in the right places - life is still beautiful. You get the feeling that Musgraves could find the beauty in anything.
Dirty Computer is Monáe’s gift to young girls, boys, men, women and non-binary people who are ostracised just for embracing their true selves; to black men and women. It’s a message of love and hope to anyone who fears what is different, but who has capacity to learn and know better. And it’s seemingly a gift to herself, as well.
Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino feels more like an interlude between AM and a seventh Arctic Monkeys album – a delve into the bizarre, where even the Steinway has its own character.