Album

The image of a band waltzing on the spot seems to accompany every Tindersticks album. Perhaps it's the curse of a band fortunate to work out a distinctive and effective sound at their inception. Whatever, Waiting For The Moon is the usual impeccably crafted artefact, though it's questionable whether anyone who owns their first two albums needs it in their lives. The aspirations to soul that marked out 2001's Can Our Love...

Featherweight US rockers at their commercial peak

Belated release of 1979 live session

Vital live dispatches from the last five months in the life of Ian Curtis

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Startling third album by hardcore bass/drums duo from Rhode Island

Something of a cult, this. In 1972—that year again—the Brits made a dreadful zombie movie wherein frog-worshipping biker boys commit suicide, then return, undead, to burn up motorways and terrorise old ladies like Beryl Reid outside supermarkets. Fog, satanism and skull helmets, on a budget of around nine quid. The soundtrack, however, by Kes man John Cameron, has changed hands for daft money since, and now appears on CD. It mixes wah-wah rock, choral arias and phased backwards drums for no better reason than that Cameron felt like it.

Debut album from Brighton-based art-rock eccentrics

Glitchcore's hip elite remix Oakland's spiky robotniks

NYC rock'n'roll troupe Cat Mother had a semi-illustrious history. Formed by Stephen Stills' mate Roy Michaels (pre-Buffalo Springfield), Roy's boys packed an esoteric punch with their odd mix of old rocker standards and mandolin/violin/banjo workouts. Jimi Hendrix took a shine to them and semi-produced this disc at Electric Ladyland. They came up with a diverting set, but the Hendrix link is obviously the draw for this first-time CD reissue.