Straining a little too hard for intellectual depth and emotional intensity, The Hunting Party is ultimately let down by its lack of focus and poor quality control. [Summer 2014, p.93]

A fine punk album, but no more than that. [Summer 2014, p.92]

Boris are still finding new ways to discomfort, disorient, and discombobulate. [Summer 2014, p.92]

For their fans accustomed to the clattering joyride only Mastodon provide, this will suffice for now. [Summer 2014, p.92]

It's a perfect kind of insanity, and it gets the old adrenalin pumping nicely. [Summer 2014, p.91]

Their pain is very much our gain. [Summer 2014, p.91]

This might well be the finest example of the genre since My Bloody Valentine perforated their first eardrum. [Summer 2014, p.91]

Art, love, personal and political ideology--all of it is delved into with gloriously unpolished gusto. [Summer 2014, p.91]

Trent Reznor's past production has leaned Murphy towards an industrial sound, which Youth's turn as producer adds techno overdrive to. [Summer 2014, p.91]

Heal is a triumph of cathartic rock. [Summer 2014, p.90]

To Be Kind is evidence that they continue to grow and may not have reached their peak yet. It's superb for now, though. [Summer 2014, p.90]

IX showcases a band with little interest in repetition. [Summer 2014, p.90]

By making new albums like this, the band sidestep the entire revival punk circuit ethos and create something new, again. [Summer 2014, p.88]

She still knows how to hone a catchy melody. [Summer 2014, p.88]

An eclectic work, Lazaretto shows off White's multi-instrumental, seasoned-producer lineage with some charismatic flashes. As a complete exercise in songcraft, however, it's a little thin. [Summer 2014, p.88]

At 17 tracks, it becomes a bit of a repetitive slog towards the end, but it's good to see that this old dog has just as much bite as ever when he strays. [Aug 2014, p. 209]

The sound of a very classy singer, and her smokin' band, having a fabulous time. [Aug 2014, p. 209]

It's the spikes, barbs, caterwauls and tantrums that define The Muffs, set them apart, and make Whoop Dee Doo as essential an album as any you'll hear all year. [Aug 2014, p. 208]

A dilution of creativity has occurred, and it makes for dull listening. [Aug 2014, p. 208]

Volume X is not a dud album, just a little short on X Factor. [Aug 2014, p. 206]

Futurology isn't just the best album the Manic Street Preachers have made this century, it's arguably the best album of the year. [Aug 2014, p. 206]

Cool Planet is a messy indie sprawl for the patient faithful. [Aug 2014, p. 204]

Pe'ahi sounds like their strongest gallery of timeless anthems so far. [Aug 2014, p. 204]

Redeemer of Souls is irrefutable prof that Priest are still a force on the metal scene. [Aug 2014, p. 204]

Forty years on, these are still songs and performances few have equaled, let alone bettered. [Sep 2014, p.99]

Thirty years later, Documents And Eyewitness works best in the way its name describes: as an account of a moment when bands would do the wrong thing and do it brilliantly. [Sep 2014, p.98]

It never lags. [Sep 2014, p.95]

While it's infectious, it tends to miss as much as it hits. [Sep 2014, p.95]