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Moonchild Sanelly  Full Moon

This is music that demands attention, rewards repeated listens, and proves that the future of pop isn’t just bright – it’s blindingly brilliant Dork

Moonchild Sanelly  Full Moon

An album full of joy and vibrancy with which to introduce a brand new superstar to a whole new audience musicOMH

Moonchild Sanelly  Full Moon

Full Moon thunders on near-relentless sub-bass (Mntanami, about her absentee father) and post-dancehall Amapiano beats, with interludes of wishy-washy synthy vulnerability - a serviceable backdrop upon which this irresistibly raunchy personality reliably shines. Print edition only Mojo

Moonchild Sanelly  Full Moon

"In My Kitchen" turns on an impressively dexterous, high-speed bar, while "Gwara Gwara" (A Durban dance gone global) is at once euphoric and anxious. Print edition only Uncut

Moonchild Sanelly  Full Moon

Continuing on her playfully explicit, brilliantly brazen trajectory DIY

Moonchild Sanelly  Full Moon

The blue-haired bombshell oft dubbed the ‘Queen of African Pop’, Moonchild Sanelly is back. Her latest outing, Full Moon, is her most exciting to date The Skinny

Lambrini Girls  Who Let The Dogs Out

"Bad Apples'" Sonic Youth guitars provide a punkish response to policing following Sarah Everard's murder, while "Company Culture" breathlessly addresses workplace harassment. Print edtion only Uncut

Lambrini Girls  Who Let The Dogs Out

Nu-riot grrrls who may well be doing it better than anyone since Bikini Kill. Print edtion only Mojo

Ethel Cain  Perverts

While this is a deeply experimental record, it is also subtly stunning in parts. Print edtion only Uncut

Ethel Cain  Perverts

Having struggled with the obsessive fandom drawn to her widescreen pop-Americana, Cain returns with 90 minutes of collapsing songs and confrontational power electronics The Guardian

Lambrini Girls  Who Let The Dogs Out

Championed by Iggy Pop and riot grrrl royalty, the Brighton duo pile on the jagged riffs, scabrous humour and swearing for their politically charged debut The Guardian

Franz Ferdinand  The Human Fear

Franz Ferdinand are still more than capable of writing great records, but they need to remind themselves that maturing as a group doesn’t have to mean sacrificing their vitality Far Out

Lambrini Girls  Who Let The Dogs Out

Lambrini Girls are the heralds of a new age, and they’ve started with a debut album that’s practically perfect in every way. One thing’s for sure: punk’s definitely not dead Dork

Ethel Cain  Perverts

Dragging out its bleak moodiness, Perverts requires a lot of perseverance and patience. It’s not an easy listen, in both an emotional and sonic sense Kerrang!

Ethel Cain  Perverts

The EP ruminates on distorted desires, but it’s also an exploration of drone and noise, a treatise on what it’s like to watch and be watched, and an aural Rorschach test Paste Magazine