Reviews
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Music, Fashion, Film
Charli XCX's eighth album is 30 minutes of precise, strange, utterly confident pop — and the best thing she's made since *brat*.
Emotional Junglist
Nia Archives rewinds a turbulent year into 15 tracks of gutsy, guitar-flecked pop that expands jungle's emotional logic without a single breakbeat wasted.
you seem pretty sad for a girl so in love
Rodrigo's boldest album yet: a split-screen love story and autopsy that earns every one of its gut-punches — and sends you straight back to track one.
The Boys of Dungeon Lane
McCartney's Liverpool memoir has real emotional gold buried inside it — the trouble is you'll spend too long digging through the filler to reach it.
Middle of Nowhere
Kacey Musgraves strips back the cosmic shimmer and replaces it with pedal steel and hard-won quiet — *Middle of Nowhere* is her most country, most herself recor
Dandelion
Ella Langley's second album is atmospheric, well-crafted, and slightly too long — a record full of real talent still searching for its sharpest edges.
Wolf Alice at Royal Albert Hall, London
Wolf Alice closed the 2026 Teenage Cancer Trust series at the Royal Albert Hall with a performance so emotionally charged and musically fearless it felt genuine
THIS MUSIC MAY CONTAIN HOPE.
RAYE's sprawling second album contains genuine brilliance — but at 17 tracks and 70 minutes, it asks more than it always earns.
Sexistential
Robyn's ninth album is flawed, fascinating, and rewards patience — but at under thirty minutes, it occasionally feels like it's still finding its nerve.
sombr at Aviva Studios, Manchester
Sixty-six shows into his debut headline run, sombr brought the Warehouse to a standstill in Manchester — and made it look completely effortless.
Kiss All The Time. Disco, Occasionally.
Harry Styles' fourth album is a thrillingly imperfect disco-pop statement — "Aperture" alone justifies the hype, and the rest mostly keeps pace.
The Mountain
Gorillaz's *The Mountain* is a sprawling, surprising triumph — twenty-six years in and Damon Albarn is still asking questions nobody else thought to pose.
Nothing's About to Happen to Me
Mitski's eighth album is a gothic character study that's wrenching, darkly funny, and built to reward repeated listening — one of her finest yet.
THAT'S SHOWBIZ BABY! THE ENCORE
Jade Thirlwall's deluxe debut is 22 tracks of disciplined, joyful, Frankenstein pop perfection — and the most self-assured solo statement of the year.
Lorde at AO Arena, Manchester
Lorde opened the UK leg of the Ultrasound Tour in Manchester with a setlist that trusted its audience, a stage stripped to its bones, and a performance that had
GIRLS
Princess Nokia's *GIRLS* is a razor-sharp, 33-minute thesis on femininity that confirms she's one of rap's most essential and uncompromising voices.
Will Smith at Civic Hall, Wolverhampton
Will Smith brings his first tour in decades to Wolverhampton for a night that's stranger, warmer, and more alive than it had any right to be. 7/10.
The Clearing
Wolf Alice's fourth album is quieter, slower and braver than anything that came before it — a record that knows exactly what it's doing and trusts you to keep u
Oasis at Heaton Park, Manchester
Liam and Noel walked out hand in hand and fifty thousand people lost their minds. Oasis's Heaton Park return wasn't nostalgia — it was correction.
BRAT
Charli XCX's sixth album is confrontational, vulnerable and completely sui generis — the sound of an artist who's stopped asking for permission and started sett
Messy
Olivia Dean's debut is precise, warm, and emotionally generous — 'Carmen' alone is worth the price of admission, and the rest isn't far behind.