Kiwanuka sounds spiritually at home and much the better for it. Print edition only

From The Dark is the sort of album where nothing is out of place - everything adds to its integrity, and to the brooding atmosphere of foreboding. Print edition only

A dozen tracks confirm Thompson favours quality over quantity. Print edition only

It's packed with effortless harmonies and melodies that feel as if they've always been there. Print edition only

They channel a gathering capacity for connection into the tunes and lyrics of Cancel Me (I’m Tired), scoping out room to roam within their well-honed good-time vigour

Greg Freeman’s previous two albums have flirted with greatness, but the fantastic widescreen Americana-founded experiential rock of his third finally achieves it

Five solo albums in, there’s no let-up in intent or quality, Marr’s restless creative curiosity well and truly benefitting himself

A bold, impassioned and literate art-rock song cycle about time, change and generations

A jewel. Print edition only

The pace slackens in the final third, but at its best - as on True Colors, in which a psych-soaked guitar solo is poured over clattering Dyke & The Blazers-style drums- Thank You effortlessly hauls you along. Print edition only

It's a joyfully optimistic listen. Print edition only

Another stellar record. Print edition only

Catharsis comes in a closing duo, If You Don’t Know What Love Is and Beyond The Light, that makes Ride Lonesome the perfect companion for those dark nights of the soul

It's intriguing to hear the usually buttoned-up Okereke get so detailed, and Horn's sleek production finds the right mood throughout. Print edition only

Their Malcolm Middleton-orchestrated musical backdrop is as exciting and unpredictable as ever. Print edition only

The word ‘love’ is sung over 60 times on the album; old love, lost love, parental love, familial love, love for country and concern for future. Like the greatest of Dexys works, its flaws contribute to the entire picture

Cynics might call the message simplistic, but when the results are as beautiful as Whole Heart (Into It), James' invitation to roll with it proves mighty irresistible. Print edition only

The pace slackens in the final third, but at its best - as on True Colors, in which a psych-soaked guitar solo is poured over clattering Dyke & The Blazers-style drums- Thank You effortlessly hauls you along. Print edition only

While it ticks all the boxes with undeniable proficiency, there are virtually zero surprises. Print edition only

But Heaton’s lyrics are as consistent as ever