Decent stab at Queens Of The Stone Age rawk from Mrs. Josh Homme.

It’s a case of “been there/done that/snogged someone I shouldn’t have to this track on Saturday night” – and by and large the scene is starting to collapse in on itself.

A respectable collection which raises the question: why do the Killers pad their albums out with mediocre filler, when they have at least some decent alternative material to spare?

In places <i>An End Has a Start</i> is bleakly compelling; nevertheless, great swathes of the record strain towards a pasty arena-rock future.

Chapman creates yet another soulful, personal album that adds to her repertoire of timeless tunes with a few mentions of Jesus and Barack Obama.

‘Amarillo’ Man records Richard Hawley-produced album of songs from Sheffield.

Concept album about cricket from Divine Comedy and Pugwash frontmen hits the sweet spot.

Kylie's persona infuses the album, even if her vocals do not. As pop heatseekers go, X is a heartbeat away from perfection.

French Smoothies return to lunar landscapes.

Gahan hasn’t arrived at the palace of wisdom yet, but it sounds like he’s enjoying travelling this new route there.

On the new B52s album, the group famous for ‘Love Shack’ party like it’s 1992.

Production superstars The Neptunes get back to penning their own tunes – with highly impressive results.

Rivers Cuomo and co. deliver another scintillating collection of punk-pop – with added experimentation.

LA producers bond over Sao Paolo funk.

Love as a battlefield.

The record is low on saccharine balladry, high on rhythm protein.

Pretty much every song on Straight No Chaser is a future pop anthem of powerhouse proportions.

The ghost of Marvin hovers over debut by Digi-Soul merchant - sensuous dancefloor fodder with an evocative voice.

Interpol frontman Paul Banks makes his solo debut with a surprisingly worthwhile side project.

Country diva channels marriage break-on first LP in nearly a decade.

The girls play to a new beat in this album, as they focus on evolving their sound while changing up their lineup.

Pocket Symphony... contains more than its fair share of inspired moments.

The People’s Princess pleases with Her catchy generic pop

68-year-old lothario goes back to his white soul roots with a passionate performance showing that Jones still has "it."

Further mystical adventures from grunge-era Kate Bush.

Mid-career retrospective captures SP’s inner conflicts.

Norwegian masters of melancholic synth-pop get back to basics.

With an album proper to offer this time around, it seems that Johnson is back with a vengeance--fans of his effortlessly laid-back acoustic fare will immediately warm to this strong collection of songs.