A deliberately frothy take on an under-documented moment in US politics
Rapture : Love Is All
Cowbell cowboys in clang-crazy chaos. Cool
Or, to put it another way: so much more insouciantly brilliant than everything else this week that the temptation is to represent this week’s singles not as a series of reviews, but as a rudimentary drawing of The Rapture thumbing their noses at the rest of pop from atop a very high plinth. The chiming guitar riffs are so simple that a child could write them but probably wouldn’t, opting to attempt something a little more complex and experimental instead, and it’s all faintly preposterous, but when Luke Jenner squeals, "Well I dig love/And just having you around" your heart will nearly burst through your chest and you will spend the last sixty seconds of this neatly distilled rapture (yes, I know that’s the name of the band, but it also happens to be the only apposite word) attempting to pogo over the moon, grinning like a complete fuckwit. Like the moment you fall in love extended over one hundred and fifty four delirious seconds.
The second album from Piper and Skylar Kaplan is danceable, euphoric and pleasingly trippy
Mumford & Sons’ collaborative steps into world music aren’t embarrassing – but they’re not essential either
The iconic DJ Shadow returns with a mixtape-like album that frustrates as much as it fascinates
A Western that revolves around a trio of gun-wielding female leads, and has a clear and consistent feminist message