Jamie T’s second album in two years is a punk, rap, pop and hardcore tour de force
Samantha Mumba : Gotta Tell You
Sidestep the slush and there's plenty to shout about on Mumba's debut album...
Unfortunately, 'Gotta Tell You' relaxes into a trawl through slushy balladry, making its 15 tracks (many co-penned by the vocalist) seem overlong. 'Isn't It Strange' sounds like an out-take from a musical, there's mawkish poetry ("Let me take you to a milky way/We'll ride the stars 'til the night becomes the day") and treacle-textured laments on 'Never Meant To Be'. Such conventional smoochiness might establish her appeal as a mainstream artist, but Samantha's voice is naturally smooth rather than belting, and she's best when getting "funky to funky".
She rocks on the brilliantly upbeat 'Always Come Back To Your Love', emphasises a transatlantic appeal with Teddy Riley's remix of her first single, and concludes in finger-clickin' style with Stevie Wonder's composition 'Signed Sealed Delivered'. In these moments, Samantha Mumba condenses All Saints' sparkiest qualities into one person - plus she can dance, and her clothes haven't fallen off in a crap film yet. There's plenty of syrup here, but some fine rhythms too - enough to shout about, bay-beh.
Character studies and ready melodies abound in the latest record by the Oxford quartet
A battle-like record where fear and dread rule
Another gripping Pedro Almodóvar mystery, full of vibrant visuals and emotional revelations
The Californian succeeds, once again, in exposing the ugliness of mankind. It’ll get under your skin