It's frequently beautiful, but perhaps too ephemeral an experience to establish a hold on anyone with more than music on their mind.

The songs here are less oikish, more nimble and nuanced, than a lot of Oasis' ponderous later music.

The three new songs tacked on at the end are indicative of their latter day torpor: hardly awful, but hardly memorable either; just three middle-aged millionaires going through the motions. But remember them as they were during the majority of this fine collection.

There are some beautiful moments in amongst the manic electronic experimentation, but Stevens' strength as a songwriter lies primarily in his sincerity, his ability to express intimacy without appearing cloying or saccharin.

When this 12-song set does hit its groove it is a punishing and relentless pleasure.

A little bit of cheese is a small price to pay for an album this likeable, accomplished and charmingly unfussed about being cool.

White Rabbits concoct something both contemporary, cultish and catchy as a cod net.

King of the Beach offers a fascinating insight into the slightly skew-whiff mind of this talented young artist, now well on the way to mastering what could turn out to be an incredibly inventive career.

Keepers of country's tragi-comic flame will clasp Lindi firmly to their bosoms.

Sundark and Riverlight is thankfully more chamber pop than chamber pot. It's an elegant collection, but an acquired taste.