Warm and quirky. Pleasantly bizarre. Sophisticated and daft. Herbert at his best.

Though it still errs toward a languid late-60s template, Cabic’s songwriting is now crisp and effortlessly melodic.

The freewheeling garage bangers of Original Pirate Material have receded into the distance and we’re left with stabbing high-range synths... resulting in an album that’s charming and witty, but not as exhilarating as it might have been.

Five albums in, The Coup have just made their best since their debut.

It’s a step backwards for sure, but a worthwhile one.

The best thing about Garden Ruin is the way they look beyond country borders to engage with the wider world, both culturally and musically.

If you’re after dark, bloody romance with a twist, look no further.

The incessant hooklines cloy a little after repeated listens, but that’s hardly the most damning criticism of a pop band.

Short answer: it’s good.

Love Travels At Illegal Speeds is good stuff that doesn’t drive you round the bend. It doesn’t pack any surprises either.

This anthology of new and previously released 7” singles is inevitably somewhat dishevelled as an album, but then this extraordinary band has always worked best in bite-size.

Together, they’re a marriage made in musical haven.

It’s clear that chemistry was in the air.

There are few dynamic surprises here, and no serrated edges, but this disc's strength lies in its building mass of lumbering, decelerated funk, its textures gluey and thick.

It’s exciting stuff, simple yet deadly effective.

This is cathartic, psychically haunted fare; pleasing and troubling in equal measure.

Their sophomore album is surprisingly world-weary, but brims with an almost brutal rawness and betrays the pair’s striking talent for storytelling.

Possibly their best and certainly most joyously eclectic album yet.

Filling the gaps between Prince and !!!, this is for those who spent the last two decades shaking their hips rather than banging their heads.

This mini album sometimes feels as if it’s thrown together like quickly-packed luggage.

Sensuous, subtle but emotionally overwhelming dreamscapes, whose luminous beauty makes pigeonholing nigh on impossible.

This will end up flying off the shelves for sure.

A textbook lesson in sublime but understated country soul.

An addictive and immersive debut album.

Preposterous, touching and brilliant.