Detroit Social Club, Born Ruffians, Teenage Fanclub – This Week’s New Albums Rated

NME’s Reviews Editor rounds up the best albums released in the UK on July 1. Follow the links for full reviews

So, Detroit Social Club have finally got round to releasing that debut album. Mark Beaumont finds it was worth the wait for ‘Existence’‘s many-hued melding of small bits of the best of all things. Tapas-wave?

Of all the new wave of droney psych bands cropping up Stateside in recent years, Sleepy Sun seemed to have the most perfect balance between starry-eyed wigouts and melody, between heaviness and groove. All very well, argues Huw Nesbitt, but is their second album ‘Fever’ just too much of a perfect pastiche to really connect?

A succour in straitened times comes in the form of Born Ruffians’ bare-boned but beautiful riffery on second effort ‘Say It’.

Maturity and reserve doesn’t suit everyone, though, and Laura Snapes finds Operator Please’s own second bite of the cherry, ‘Gloves’ doesn’t fit quite as snugly as their original yelpy and energetic incarnation.

One band you can rely on never to mess with the sound you loved is Teenage Fanclub, whose ‘Shadows’ delivers more winsome and lovely sunshine indie-pop your mam would love. Would you want them to do anything else, though?

Taking a more adventurous approach to their legacy but still keeping it safe are krautrockers Faust, who must have made some kind of infernal pact to still sound as good as they do on ‘Faust Is Last’.

Fnding a niche and strutting with it is fastest ‘tache in the west Dan Sartain, whose rockabilly rollicking on ‘Dan Sartain Lives’ meets with Leonie Cooper’s approval.

They may be signed to Thurston Moore’s Ecstatic Peace label, but Detroit’s Awesome Color draw more on the raw and garagey heritage of the Motor City than New York art rock cool on ‘Massa Hypnos’.

Connan Mockasin, formerly of, er… Connan And The Mockasins, opens up a world of gently psychedelic whimsy and fantasies of metamporphosis into a snake-rat hybrid on solo debut ‘Please Turn Me Into The Snat’. Not the two species I’d choose, but each to his own…

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