Five years since his last solo release and fresh from celebrating his 70th birthday, Paul Simon still manages to deliver.
Friend of Frank Turner, Ben Marwood presents his debut solo album Outside There's A Curse. It's a heady mix of love, death, and Whoopi Goldberg...
He's been compared to Bon Iver, but does Irish singer and multi-instrumentalist James Vincent McMorrow's debut album really deserve the praise it's received?
With the 40th anniversary of Queen's foundation falling in 2011, and their new label, Island Records, choosing to re-release the band's first five studio albums as a result, DMG takes a look back at a rather forgotten debut record from '73.
An already proven tallent in the acting world tries his hand at rapping. We're not talking Joaquin Phoenix either.
Lovelorn tales from one half of the famous brother-sister duo, this debut proves solo records are rarely greater than the sum of the group's parts.
Pulsating rhythms from the North East, bring this elusive little band into our conscious.
Be it the beginning or the end for the Black Eyed Peas, it's awful and the fans of the nerdy techno-gods will be protesting for Fergie's return any day now...
Twenty years may seem like a long time between drinks, but for the fans that enjoy this group every bit as much as Kurt Cobain did, they'll believe it was all worth the wait.
The Belgian brother and sister reconvene after lengthy break. Surprising and engaging results follow.
Good Charlotte return their roots in this surprisingly great album.
LA Guns are back, although you might question which one has returned, and why the need for another cover album. An interesting project that shouldn't be avoided, and yet, still seems rather pointless.
Multi-talented songwriter. Tortured soul. Author of a generation. This record provides fourteen arguments for each of these facets.
Girl power's in at the moment, but can The Pretty Reckless kill the buzz?
It's make or break time for the Scottish girl next door. Does KT Tunstall have what it takes to bring acoustic blues back to the mainstream?
The brilliantly named Sleigh Bells' debut album is aptly entitled Treats. Turn it up to 11, if you're speakers can handle it.
Northamptonshire new boys Fenech-Soler join the 'electro-indie-synth-rock-blah-blah' genre with an above-par debut album.
After 9 years Huey Lewis is back with a new album of Stax covers, just in time to make the most of Back To The Future's return to the cinema.
The American singer returns with a surprise in store for fans. Melissa Etheridge beware, there's a new girl in town.
Not made for the head or feet, Tricky tries to tickle the midriff.
Oxfordshire's finest celebrates turning 30 with the album she's been threatening to produce. One of 2010's best.
Wrongtom supplies the missing link we've always craved between Hard Fi and Roots Manuva.
From Hollyoaks to supporting N-Dubz, the Beatbullyz are starting to make a name for themselves as a top class pop act.
Burning Hank might make you smirk, but the disappointing lack of depth in their record takes the joke too far.
The stale smell of fish hangs around this latest catch from American rockers Great White.
This is one of many tributes to Guns N' Roses that really stands out.
Feeder - or is it Renegades? - return with this unusual, and possibly self titled, heavier effort. The playfullness is gone and a return to the roots has found this band have more kick left then most taught.
John and Edward should be congratulated - most Metal artists spend their entire career trying to create an album with the right ingredients of fear, horror and inescapable doom - Jedward have achieved it in one Pop album!
Slayer return with an album of dedication, passion and thrash metal excellence, probably the finest one created since the 1980s.
We may all be in the gutter, but I Am Kloot are looking up at the stars.
Has the eclectically gravelly Macy Gray sold out?
If Fugative's debut release is anything to go by, the under 18's latest pin-up won't have many people chasing him for a follow-up.
Paul Weller isn't about to enter into a career in breakfast radio, because his new album Wake Up The Nation suggests that his best solo work may still be to come..
White Belt Yellow Tag's debut isn't going to set the world on fire, neither is it a failure. It sits somewhere happily in the middle with guitar drenched anthemic ambitions waiting to be fully realised.
An Ash cloud? Where?
The best debut album of the year so far. Fact.
California Dreamin' in the form of four young future stars from LA. If we get any sunshine, this is almost the perfect soundtrack.
The second solo album from Justin Currie is a true delight, with great hooks and cutting observations on love and loss.
The eighties influenced band's debut will have you grasping at the eject button with a rather lacklustre and unoriginal offering.
A perfect introduction to one of Australia's best bands, this compilation contains the crème of the group's songs that still manage to enthrall after all these years.
Will listeners flounder under the weight of Gorillaz's ambitious third album? Or will Albarn and Co. deliver the goods yet again?
You can almost smell London on the new album from Dan Le Sac Vs Scroobius Pip. The question itching at the end of your nasal hairs is, when did shit start to smell so good?
The beguilingly tender voice of Zooey Deschanel drives an album of wistful narratives set against arresting instrumentation. Folk in its simplest sense: uncomplicated yet completely heart-rending.
Sixth album from now England based singer-songwriter, whose trip to Nashville has given her renewed vigour.
Seabear return with their second album, righting some of the wrongs of their first.
Goldfrapp go eighties. Wait, don't run away! It's a good thing, honestly!
The 1950s loving polka-dot popsters go all space-age on our ass.
Archie Bronson Outfit have a lovely bunch of coconuts.
Seven years after his tragic death, Elliott Smith's solo debut is reissued. Roman Candle may have had its rougher edges smoothed down with some remastering, but are the emotional fireworks still present?
Scaling the dizzy heights of the experimental, Bear In Heaven come strapped with synthesisers and pounding beats aiming to please in a really quite surreal way.