This is the sound of four young men wringing every last sweaty riff from the rock ‘n’ roll dream and loving almost every minute of it.

To be fair to Ritter, he’s played the hand he’s been dealt with bravado and good grace.

Fife's finest songwriter returns with a sophomore disc that's neither drastic nor fantastic, but is nonetheless rather good.

They're incendiary live - but can the Brixton-based ensemble bring that fire to the studio?

If Cole’s Corner was a monochrome Saturday afternoon matinee, Lady’s Bridge, is a Technicolor Friday night feature.

Maybe I've become too familiar with what they’re trying to achieve – but right now there’s nothing here to make me instantly love this record.

Ahead of their Electric Picnic date, the LA rockers ditch their mainstream sheen on their fourth album.

Both bands are masters of hardcore punk metal, often bringing a level of musical invention rare in the genre.

Early comparisons to Aretha Franklin may be a tad generous but for a debut effort, this is mightily impressive stuff.

Genre-bending DJ Luke Vibert holds back from stylistic overkill.