A deliberately frothy take on an under-documented moment in US politics
To Comfort You’, the hotel was “...good enough for John and Yoko, man” (it was the scene of The Beatle’s famous ‘bed-in’). Black sees Brood, like Lennon, as something of a musical auteur, a man of style. The album kicks off in rollicking fashion. ‘Captain Pasty’ finds Black in yelping, screeching mode, atop two minutes of punk guitars and machine-gun drums. ‘Your Mouth In Mine’, with its jangly, chiming guitars doing battle with passages of rumbling bass, transports the listener back to the day when Pixies, Buffalo Tom, Dinosaur Jr and co ruled the alt.rock earth. Elsewhere, ‘Tight Black Rubber’, with its languid, nagging bassline and ‘Threshold Apprehension’’s screaming garage rock, shine. Only the lumpen pace of ‘Test Pilot Blues’ fails to fully fire. But that’s a minor, unwarranted moan. After years in the dark, this is a slice of Black gold.
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