Top 40 Albums of 2024

40. Shambolics – Dreams, Schemes & Young Teams (full review)

A fine debut from the promising Fife outfit.

39. Richard Thompson - Ship to Shore

The folk icon’s consistency is showing no signs of waining.

38. Lime Garden – One More Thing

Brighton’s wonk-pop debut has left an indelible mark.

37. The Smile - Wall of Eyes

Two-thirds Radiohead and one-third Jazz drummer Tom Skinner returned with another fine offing.

36. The Rifles – Love Your Neighbour (full review)

Walthamstow’s cult heroes returned with their first album in eight years. Great melodies throughout!

35. Richard Hawley – In This City They Call You Love

Enchanting Orbison and Duane Eddy songs from Sheffield’s romantic treasure.

34. Paul Weller - 66

Gritty and majestic soul music featuring the likes of Noel Gallagher, Bobby Gillespie, and Richard Hawley.

33. Camera Obscura – Look to the East, Look to the West

Traceyann Campbell’s vocals can still melt hearts from distant galaxies!

32. Jack Jones - Jack Jones

Step aside John Cooper Clarke, Jones is ascending to Albion’s poetic throne.

31. Gruff Rhys - Sadness Set Me Free

Recorded in just three days in Paris, Rhys twists from dark to light with a spellbinding freedom.

30. Beth Gibbons - Lives Outgrown

It beggars belief that a talent such as Gibbons has taken this long to release her debut solo album, but it was worth the wait!

29. Ride - Interplay

Bell, Gardener and co’s run form since reforming has written a joyous technicolour new chapter in their memoirs.

28. Bob Vylan - Humble as the Sun

Their anarchy has come of age on this sonic riot!

27. Junodream – Pools of Colour

Breakout performances on tour with Ride and their debut album have put this band firmly in the hearts of a nation.

26. Fightmilk - No Souvenirs

Blending emo, indie, and pop-punk with life-affirming consequences.

25. Kula Shaker – Natural Magick (full review)

The trippy pop-psyche of the 90s superstars made a surprise and welcomed return.

24. 86TVs – 86TVs

Maccebee’s Hugo and Felix White’s side project brought a fresh take to their familiar indie licks.

23. Desperate Journalist - No Hero

Strip away the album's Gothic, Smiths, and The Cure undertones, leaving you with great pop music. Add them back in, and it’s astonishing pop music!

22. Solar Eyes - Solar Eyes

Serge Pizzorno’s soul oozes through this superb Fierce Panda Records release.

21. The Vaccines – Pick-Up Full of Pink Carnations

Great. Indie. Rock ‘n’ Roll.

20. Confidence Man - 3am (La La La)

Weird and wonderful rave-inspired hedonism.

19. Mick Head & The Red Elastic Band - Loophole

Head’s ever-expanding catalogue of excellence keeps the flame of ‘Forever Changes’ burning bright.

18. The Shop Window – Daysdream

Jingle-jangle heaven from the Maidstone outfit.

17. Wunderhorse - Midas

English rock music has been given it’s credibility back!

16. The K’s – I Wonder if the World Knows (full review)

There's an aching amplitude flickering needles and hearts alike throughout this fine debut album.

15. James - Yummy

The mercurial Mancunians continue their tremendous run of albums with another chameleon performance, restoring your faith in the creative process.

14. Bill Ryder Jones – Iechyd Da

The ex-Coral man’s best work since ‘A Bad Wind Blows in My Heart’.

13. Rob Vincent - Barriers

It's an enriching set of songs. Easy to see why Robert Plant took him on tour.

12. Office For Personal Development – Doing. Is. Thinking (full review)

Re-defining all that pop music can be

11. Cast – Love is the Call (full review)

Incredible return to form. On par with ‘All Change’.

10. Fontaines D.C. - Romance

The sound of a band conquering their destiny.

9. Baggio – The Dreadful Human Triangle

Indie-folk steeped in melancholy and the passing of the time.

8. Shed Seven – A Matter of Time (full review)

It is their first UK number-one album. It is a testament to their friendship as much as it is to their anthem-making.

7. Memorial - Redsetter (full review)

It's a pin-drop moment of an album. An alt-folk triumph from Brighton via Texas.

6. Meryl Streek: Songs For The Deceased

Incendiary brilliance from the Irish punk producer. Huge things await!

5. Kasabian - Happenings (full review)

Pizzorno lays the Meighan ghost to rest on this record. Pizzorno owns the record, and the record owns the night!

4. Jake Bugg - A Modern-Day Distraction

Bugg returns to his roots and his very best. Classic songwriting and endless guitars chime, and chime big!

3. Deadletter – Hysterical Strength

Wayward post-punk and feral psyche unite on this fine second album.

2. The Libertines – All Quiet on the Eastern Esplanade (full review)

An ode to friendship and staying alive. From the soul-crushing to the envigorating, the likely lads rediscover form and reinvent all they were and could be.

1. The Dream Machine – Small Time Monsters

Modern Sky UK’s golden goose lay another golden egg on their second album. Magical. Whimsical. Perfection!

2002: The Great Reset

In 2000, the music landscape was bleak. Nu-metal dominated the airwaves. Skate-punk fashion was rife. The UK had lost its edge and was in the shadow of a wave of toxic masculinity and god-awful sound and fashion of nu-metal and skate punk.

‘Standing On The Shoulders Of Giants' endured rather than thrived. ‘Gas Panic’ and ‘Fucking In The Bushes’ were fleeting moments of brilliance amid a sea of dross. If they had embraced Noel’s cold turkey writing via ‘Cigarettes in Hell’ and ‘One Way Road’ would have at least given the UK’s cocaine hangover an interesting perspective.

It wasn’t just Noel all at sea. In 2001, the revolutionary class of 1994 and bombast of 95 & 96 was all fading in some form or another. The Manics, Supergrass, and Ocean Colour Scene all produced underwhelming albums. Shed Seven, who did find their punk spirit on their ‘Truth Be Told’ were being marginalised and forced out of a scene they once lit up from the periphery.

Something needed to change to make Neil Young right.  

In 2001 The Strokes blew up with their garage rock classic ‘Is This It?’ and rightly took all the plaudits. Meanwhile, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club and Soundtracks Of Our Lives kept the flame alive for rocks heritage with great albums. Alas, it never felt enough for British hearts and minds. The reference points and fashion were ever so slightly out of reach. For most, they were too cool for our feral shores. It meant rocks pendulum remained in the US.

However, in March via West Birmingham, one man was going well beyond the concept of resetting rock ‘n’ roll. Mike Skinner was rewiring hip-hop and dance music. Inspired by MJ Cole’s fine ‘Sincere’ album in 2000, Skinner took the worthiness of Ken Loach to the benign garage scene to conjure art for the ages.

‘Turn The Page’ and ‘Original Pirate material’ stripped everything back to MJ Cole’s meaningful vision of the scene. Skinner’s unique vocal delivery consigned a plague of West Coast wannabees to the bin. It went beyond garage music though, he conceptualised weed smoker philosophy with Ray Davies’ sense of characterisation and storytelling (‘Too Much Brandy’ / ‘Same Old Thing’). ‘Stay Positive’ was a desolate uncertain tale of a friend trying to keep fellow souls from drug and violent descent. It was the trailer to the great British grime phenomena coming via Dizzee in 2003 and Kano in 2005. It culminated in ‘Weak Become Heroes’, his ode to raves and ecstasy. Reigniting the second summer of love and rave culture in a Blake-esque poem in 2002, when Blairism was motoring toward PFI contracts and corporatism was a great cultural moment. It signified a generation uneasy with the power being wielded and, if pushed too far, would force escape through drugs and music once more.   

Never to be left out of any scene, Liverpool was preparing to release psychedelic folk punk onto the airwaves. On April 17th, The Coral signed to Deltasonic and played Dingwalls and thus, turned their lives upside down. Noel Gallagher talked of that day to Jools Holland in lockdown: 

“this band were playing at dingwalls…these lads walked on stage and they were kids. They were so young that they’d signed their record deal that day but their parents had to sign it for them and they played this song, it sounded like Frank Sinatra meets The Who meets Burt Bacharach…” 

James Skelly’s unfettered vocals alongside Bill Ryder Jones and Lee Southall’s guitars were beautifully jarring. They had the ability to take Beefheart to the studio with Bacharach and Costello. Like Skinner, their talent was obvious, ‘Dreaming of You’ was an instant pop classic, but it was their beatnik fuck everyone attitude that shone brightest. British bands were supposed to make verse, chorus verse solo outro songs. ‘Waiting For Heartaches’ toyed with tempo and big key changes like an Arthur Lee wet dream. ‘I Remember When’ sees Skelly’s raw Roger Daltrey vocals front up a psychedelic sea shanty, whilst ‘Simon Diamond’ took Syd Barret’s psyche-folk out for a walk with Karen Carpenter. Perhaps more than most that year, they embodied what youth can do for the soul. Unaffected by failure, they reinvented what Mod could be their untamed debut.     

Across the Pennines in Leeds, The Music, the most overlooked during 2002’s great reset, were led by break dancing front man Rob Harvey who later joined The Streets and Kasabian. Their self-titled debut, like The Coral, looked not to merge their disparate influences but, to smash them into oblivion a la Jackson Pollock and see what stuck. The space rock of The Verve, Robert Plant’s bewitching vocals, and Nile Rodgers licks flirted with electronica and the early hiss of Oasis on this wild adventure. They fixed the failures of the Roses ‘Second Coming’ and they injected The Verve’s ‘Storm In Heaven’ weightlessness with a punky outlier spirit courtesy of Adam Nutter’s guitars.  

While the nods to the past were apparent, Robert Harvey’s vocals served up a purity so distilled it engaged a new generation of rock classicists. Coupled with his on-stage dancing, it gave fans a freeing impetus to clutch the band to their hearts and decree “this is ours”.  

It was though, in the moments they made you dance they truly lifted the UK scene out of the doldrums. ‘Disco’ builds like early Ride before erupting into a psychotic bout of funk and soul. Moreover, ‘Float’ did what the Mondays and the Roses did so well in the 80s and tapped into the dance trend of the time; nu school breaks. Nailing the relentlessness and twitchiness of an Adam Freeland or Krafty Kuts set into 5mins of rock music was remarkable.   

Then, on 14th October 2002, the axis of rock ‘n’ roll truly splintered into something new. The Strokes’ influence on The Libertines had been colossal. The band re-routed its power supply from John Hassall’s 60s flowery numbers to Pete and Carl’s Kinks via The Clash brutality tales of England. On hearing ‘This Is It’, Pete and Carl in collusion with Banny Poostchi, launched ‘Plan A’; an all-or-nothing mission to get them signed to Rough Trade in six months. After a showcase for James Endeacott, they were tipped to Geoff Travis and the rest was history.  

The internet hadn’t really been a force for good in the music industry to this point. The Libertines, like many of the architects of Silicon Valley were dreamers though. Guerrilla gigs, invading Zoe Ball’s XFM show, house parties, and free tattoos in Soho were orchestrated from their blog and fan forums. Whilst other bands were all about the music, The Libertines went further. They created the community we yearned for. Much like the early 70s before punk, rock music had become bloated and out of reach for the common man. They took it back to the streets, literally on some occasions. They inspired people to pick up guitars and poetry books. They changed fashion, alas, they changed drugs.  

Not that the music didn’t matter. The skill levels were down but the hope stakes were through the roof! The guttural sound from the guitars was so desperate, they were the catalyst for change culturally that millions were waiting for.

2002 saw the initiation of the war on terror. It was the inauguration of Blair’s descent. It left so many feeling dirty, sorrowful, and uneasy with their country’s place in the world. What The Libertines did was, remind the world what England could be. Dangerous but poetic. Unhinged but beautiful.  Keats and Yates were on their side!  

The landscapes and characters were familiar but the dreams were new.  ‘Time For Heores’ spawned the greatest couplet since ‘Cigarettes and Alcohol’: 

“There's fewer more distressing sights than that
Of an Englishman in a baseball cap” 

‘The Boy Looked At Johnny’ is arguably the best proponent of their back-and-forth vocals which were to become famous, infamous, and their harmonious over the course of 20 years. They sounded like a drunken night, staggering through the streets antagonising anyone who wasn’t with them (and Johnny Borrell). Pete’s ability to elevate a song with a fragile melody in the chorus was finding its feet here, something that he would go on to perfect but, all too infrequently.

“we set out to be as exciting as the Pythons”.  (Rik Mayall talking to Wogan in 1984)

This eclectic bunch was the same. Like a great John Hughes movie, the youth just wanted to be heard! For music lovers, it was the raw reset filled with adrenaline and ecstasy the alternative scene needed. It spawned another 8 years of bands. Wave upon wave they came. The kids who flooded playgrounds with kickers and Mr. Spliffy jackets and had grown up and wanted their time and boy, they took it! It was, sadly, to be the last hurrah of the music industry paying bands properly. The well-worn social contract of., take your shot at glory and escape the doldrums was dissipating as the world raced to the bottom.  

However, for one year, hope was everywhere. Psychedelic punks, social commentators, romantic poets, and riff makers alike came together to tear down the tired fabric of the rock industry as we knew it.