Mike Kinsella’s fifth album under the Owen moniker contains moments of fleeting brilliance, offset by those of slightly less remarkable melodic melange. Kinsella can conjure magic, but all too infrequently.

Steve McQueen’s sophomore film is too strong to be called a slump, but Shame, like its protagonist, could do with a little more heartbeat under its magnificently sculpted skin.

Bruce Robinson’s adaptation of Hunter S. Thompson’s ‘lost novel’ looks to pick up where Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas left off: starring Johnny Depp in the lead role, its booze-drenched, sun-kissed milieu could make for one of the most memorable films of the year.

Wilco’s latest release ranks among the pioneering group’s finest, and offers a gateway to a fabulous back-catalogue for the uninitiated.

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