Bethany Constantino has ditched her lo-fi sound for something brighter, but her bored-and-lazy slacker shtick is getting, well, boring, writes Jude Rogers
Former Supergrass frontman Gaz Coombes brings out his experimental side on his solo debut, but can't help filling it with tunes, too, writes Caroline Sullivan
The voice of Gossip's Beth Ditto remains a thing of wonder, simultaneously tender and stentorian, but the band lacks the powerful charisma of its leader, writes Ian Gittins
They may be as frumpy, geeky and dour as the Glee band hitting middle age, yet they provide one of the most sublime live experiences in music, writes Mark Beaumont
Has he ever made a bad album, asks Kitty Empire, as the former White Stripe, Raconteur and Dead Weatherman goes it alone with bruising, brilliant results
Relying on lyric sheets and haphazardly strumming his acoustic guitar, Daniel Johnston is a big man imbued with the fragility of bone china, writes Betty Clarke
Indebted to overwrought early-60s ballads, and equally to the Smiths, Danny Coughlan's kitchen-sink romance rock album is a triumph, writes Michael Hann
Even in front of hardcore devotees in a crammed venue, they wisely offer up just the hookiest chunks, along with more familiar material, writes Graeme Virtue