Jamie T’s second album in two years is a punk, rap, pop and hardcore tour de force
Naomi : Be my lover
Gruff, bluesy rocker with a shit-kicking vocal sounding as if Naomi has been gargling dust from the courtyard of Texas state penitentiary.
you've got the kind of gravelly grind which will cling to drivetime national radio like glue. Not a million miles from the similar
peddled by Maria McKee. It ain't gonna break anyone's heart, but it won't have you flipping stations either.
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