Review

Ultimately it’s just a group of old friends getting back together for a trip down memory lane.

Heaven finds The Walkmen's beautiful, sweet melancholy crystallised into what could well be their finest record to date.

You want that urgent, primal soul yell that made Dexys so compelling and brilliant and exciting. And they just haven’t got it here.

Anyone who’s happy to listen to J Mascis repeatedly pull his pud for six minutes or so at a time is in for a treat.

A bit of musical beauty, some interesting lyricism and a pinch of hippy bollocks - still distinctly Patti Smith.

Totem is a mind-frazzling revelation, marrying as it does the dystopian scope of Radiohead at their bleakest with the irresistible awkwardness of f...