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Blood Red Shoes  Ghosts On Tape

Ever the musical misfits, Blood Red Shoes’ righteous spirit remains, even if their sound is a shape-shifting entity The Skinny

Blood Red Shoes  Ghosts On Tape

There’s very little here to dislike, so stick it on loud, turn off the lights and sit back and enjoy musicOMH

Blood Red Shoes  Ghosts On Tape

Impressive for its brash confidence Vinyl Chapters

FKA Twigs  CAPRISONGS

As sultry and sublime as twigs continues to prove herself to be, it’s the songs where she pushes past the pain and brandishes her inner strength and light that stand out the most Beats Per Minute

Blood Red Shoes  Ghosts On Tape

By far Blood Red Shoes’ most diverse and strangest record to date Northern Transmissions

Earl Sweatshirt  SICK!

Slugging through the thumping noise to carve some bliss from it all, the former Odd Future member has created the perfect soundtrack to our 'new normal' NME

FKA Twigs  CAPRISONGS

CAPRISONGS is stitched together by recordings of twigs' friends, who are unveiled to be a significant force (if not the most) driving her latest transformation Exclaim

Bonobo  Fragments

'Fragments' is boldly expansive, yes, but is it classic? The Music

Elvis Costello & The Imposters  The Boy Named If

Costello writes with storyteller's sensibility and a rocker's attitude, and with the Imposters willing to indulge a little id, The Boy Named If becomes as rousing a coming-of-age album as you could ask for Spectrum Culture

The Wombats  Fix Yourself, Not The World

A gigantic, maximalist auditory sundae stuffed to the gills with Duran Duran disco bass and buzzed enough to suggest, “Stop listening to Radiohead!” Spectrum Culture

Blood Red Shoes  Ghosts On Tape

Some 17 years after forming, have just put out the best record of their entire career. Cracking stuff God Is In The TV

Bonobo  Fragments

As he evolves to match modern conceptions of chillout music, downtempo producer Simon Green lands on a sound that’s pleasant, current, and unoriginal Pitchfork

Bonobo  Fragments

Si Green’s celestial, swooning seventh studio album is a restful ambient dream The Observer

Orlando Weeks  Hop Up

It may not have the bangers of old, but those days are gone for now. Instead, it basks in a peaceful reverie that is like swimming through velvet, and is a perfect balm for these dark winter nights Dork

Orlando Weeks  Hop Up

If A Quickening was the half-empty glass, Hop Up is the refill Gigwise