Album

New York DJ takes a turn on the other side of the tables

Former X rocker swaps urban noise for pastoral reverie

The hits that launched a thousand punks

The Experience's English farewell at the Albert Hall, and Hendrix's at the Isle of Wight, plus an unreleased 1970 concert

Never before collected under one (legal) roof, Beach Boy's non-band '60s classics

Stunning new album from Britain's best-kept secret

Kansas-born troubadour's second LP

Todd Haynes is a film-maker you're never quite sure whether to champion. In the past, when he's won accolades, it's been for something boring and indulgent, like Safe, which moved as quickly as Laurent Blanc in diver's boots in Montreal snow. When he took a hammering, it was for the vivacious, accurate glam rock Citizen Kane that was Velvet Goldmine. Which, relevantly, was gorged with fantastic music. Now he's everybody's darling again, tipped to enjoy Oscar orgies with his deeply stylised Douglas Sirk homage, Far From Heaven.

Timbaland does the job but Jade fails to shine

Sixteen years after The Smiths, Johnny Guitar goes solo