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Top Ten albums of the month

Glass Animals' dreamy debut, Lana's drama-soaked return and Tom Vek's perfectly formed third outing


Listening to the fifth record by the Nottingham producer out on R&S you long for reality to actually bend to Lone’s will; the planet to suddenly be subsumed by a crystalline fog, with Dilla-esque beats enticing you down a lustrous, vine-shrouded pathway towards a distant rave beaming out supreme Detroit techno and house cuts. The journey through the haze as deliriously enjoyable as arrival at the party promises to be, but every time you’re almost there that mist descends yet again. A new reality formed solely of being blissfully, perpetually lost.


Ms. Del Rey is as troubled as ever on this follow up to her devastating, pop world-dominating debut, and we are only too thrilled to be able to wallow alongside the wronged – and wronging – noir-shrouded temptress in the over-saturated, melodramatic epic that is her life. If you’re a fan it’s a glorious ride. If not, nothing to change your mind here. But, you might just be a fool. A little drama never hurt anyone did it?


This LP of riotous, punk rock from the Canadian trio snatches up all your attention immediately. It’s White Lung’s first release for new label, Domino, and it reinvigorates any (potentially) buried longing for fierce, obliquely visceral music. The album explores a clutch of seemingly inescapable, contemporary anxieties around feminism, sex, body-dysmoprhia and addiction whilst upping your urge to strut the fuck down the street. Deep Fantasy gives you that kick up the arse to sort your shit out and hold your head high whilst doing it that we all need from time to time. Mish Way revealed more about the album to Dazed Digital, here.


Tom Krell presents this wondrously soulful examination of the shadowier – way more interesting – end of the human emotional spectrum as a bang-on contemporary pop and future RnB record. Shaped by Rodaidh McDonald, the album bursts with relishable beats and tender acoustic production that underscore the physical symptoms of lust, longing, desolation and all those tear-inducing woes. 


Teleman used to be indie outfit Pete & The Pirates, and I have to admit their sound wasn’t quite my bag, so it came as a bit of a shock to fall so hard for their new, three member incarnation. At times they glance back towards the lad-pop, but for the most part it’s a beautiful, honest work that explores daily emotional turmoil along a novelistic slant, with a roiling guitar, synth and percussion score.


Martyn – aka Martijn Deykers – ‘s latest record comes to us via new home Ninja Tune, for which the Dutch 3024 label head has skewed his attention towards marginally more expansive sonics, but still with a predominantly techno backbone – although elements of house, frequently on an acidic bent, do emerge too. If you’re up for straight-up dancing to some very well-crafted dance music, rather than assessing quite what he’s up to now, then just stick it on and shimmy or bounce away. If you’re the sort to immerse yourself in explorative, beat-by-beat assessment and what those choices mean in relation to his past records, then this album gives you plenty to mull over, too.


Tom Vek sculpted every sound on this grunge-infused, brazenly self-aware third record, and this perfectionist-level control is palpable throughout. It’s a remarkable vocal-led, synth and guitar bedded work all in all, but isn’t meant to patently appeal, and this deliberate edge litters your voyage through Luck with those annoying, near-invisible cracked paving stones that trip from out the blue. It’s quite fun to fall over yourself at times though, so bear with it – it’s only a fraction as messed up as we all are, for all its attempts at obfuscation. Vek spoke with Dazed about making Luck, here.


Lit City Trax releases the intrepid, jacking, squawking, bounding new EP from the Lisbon ghetto crew that is starting to make the dance world take note of it’s ferociously energetic take on bass music.  Evoking African beach bars, suburban warehouse raves, and sun-drenched street carnivals all at once, it’s like nothing you’ll have heard before, which is always reason enough to take a spin. Go on. Read all about the freshest sounds from the bairros scene here.


Exotic pop sounds allude to that emerging summer we’re about to lose yet again, on this dreamy, beguiling debut from the Oxford band. It’s almost too clean at times, but held back from merging into the background by radiant choruses, and thoughtfully, intoned, oft-wanton vocals from lead singer – and IRL doctor – Dave Bayley. A suitable soundtrack for all-seasons intoxication, whether your dancing reflection smiles back at you from a swimming pool or a rain-dashed window pane.


The rising London singer and producer instigated one of the biggest web fusses so far this year with tracks from the The Duchess, and rightly so – the EP blends vast club sounds, entrancing beat patterns and dazzling RnB-tinted vocals into a forceful new pop sphere. There’s something especially irresistible about the celebratory, delirious refrain of “On My Own in Hua Hin”.