As lovely as gigs in churches can be, Lisa Hannigan’s set needs less restriction and more sweatiness.

Dan Jones takes a look at the album that shot soul icon Otis Redding to the top of the charts in 1965.

Bassist Matthew Leone’s fight for his life last year has only made Madina Lake more appreciative of what they’ve got.

In preparation for their Apollo gig, Phoebe Clarke has a chat with Fenech-Soler’s Ben Duffy.

Sam Flynn remembers classic hip hop album, The Low End Theory, and why it was once termed “the Sgt. Pepper of hip hop”.

The bizarre fusion between country and acid house makes Alabama 3 an intriguing act.

Pointy-nose, furry creatures return with their very own recycled rubbish.

The regally named King Charles conquers the hearts of girls across the nation.

If RHCP can no longer put on a show like this one, that’ll be when to call it a day. Until then though, it’d be criminal for them to stop.

An accomplished and interesting live show, Anna Calvi is an act that could restore your faith in British music.

Candlelight Records showcase their roster in Manchester, but does it work. Also, Tom Geddes talks to Orange Goblin.

Frantic keyboard heavy rockers Turbowolf smashed it up with Hawk Eyes, but not before chatting to Tom Geddes

Big release for stunning live band Turbowolf, but can their debut album live upto expectations?

Music Editor Tom Geddes takes a look at whether anybody comes away from Justin Bieber’s baby scandal without looking terrible.

Surprises lay in wait even for those who thought they knew the established producer very well.

An album packed full of country, funk, blues, gospel, acid house, dubstep and afrobeat. Something for everyone then.

A wonderfully beguiling and sensitive record from Deerhunter frontman, Bradford Cox.

This overlooked British outfit still know how to produce some of the most gutsy and infectious rock music around.

A step-down from their last Mancunian venture at Academy 1, The Maccabees prove that it’s not where you play but how you play that matters.

Think Frankie Cocozza’s the most badass, rock n roll knobhead you’ve ever seen strutting his stuff? You’ve clearly never seen The Darkness then.