A capacious sequel that seems confused by its own message. It neither sinks nor soars, and fails to make any sort of impact as a result.
Doolittle balances boisterous oddness with sweet and sugary pop tunes, making it not only Pixies' most intriguing record, but also the most accessible.
There's nothing mind-blowing here and no pretence that there should be. A solid, albeit unassuming, indie rock record that makes for an enjoyable listen.
Quite simply one of the greatest anti-war albums of all time. In this current political climate its significance has only increased.
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With Harvey it feels like you’ve stumbled across the ad hoc performance of a travelling mystic. It’s black magic with a smile.
Robed in ever so tasteful shades of pinkish beige, bluish beige, and beige, Song for Our Daughter is an often sublime Marling masterclass.