Reviews / Album

The problem is, with an average length of two-and-a-half minutes apiece, every time you start to get blissfully lost in a highlight (and there are many), it ends so abruptly and moves on with the grace of a belligerent coffee thief.

It’s a dense package paying overdue tribute to a worthy band in arguably their finest moment.

This thing is an absolute monster: killer riffs, uncompromising lyrics and attitude up the wazoo – even the cover art is stunning.

It’s a stylistically diverse collection courtesy of some of Australia’s finest performers, tied together by the twin threads of strong songwriting and our fascinating colonial heritage. Excellent.

Ease Up A Little is an endearing and intimate work for those who like their art a little wonky

With Black Lightning the band continue to do what they do best, creating a sonic cocktail of high octane, rockin’ and soulful tunes that were made to be listened to at full blast with a frosty pint in hand.

The Love Junkies could be the country’s best kept secret.

The Maine have produced an album that showcases six years of hard work and a band giving it their all.

This album could certainly feature on a list of quintessential summer road-trip records, which holds these celebrated newbies in good stead for the future.

This is thrilling stuff, as good as anything the genre has thrown up this year; two men at the height of their games taking full advantage of their collaborative power

Portugal. The Man’s latest offering Evil Friends is a charming little slice of pop pie that trades on vocal melodies that hook hard, yet doesn’t become tasteless with repeated listens, despite the initial giddy sugar rush.

As with any such compilation of just the music without the context, some things work, some things don’t. But just on the names involved, there’s likely something here you’ll find of worth.