Drummers going solo – it’s rarely a great idea, is it? This is New Yorker Frankie Rose’s second album though, and a marked improvement on her last.

The debut from Copenhagen-via-Berlin band Pinkunoizu didn’t so much arrive on my desk as waft down on a tattered Persian carpet to pour me a thimbleful of intoxicating syrup.

Perhaps such a silly name refers to the myriad genres Herzog stumble across throughout their second record.

Much as a film buff would watch a Hammer Horror, certain records require evaluation as a genre piece.

Warm Digits debut record is something of a dichotomy: it’s an album in a constant state of flux, juxtaposed between time and place.

Essentially, this is a laid-back, Californian, solo record, but it also has all the ingredients to actually make a sizable dent in the musical landscape.

Last time Coxon released an album – 2009′s overlooked, if overlong, psych folk concept record ‘The Spinning Top’ – Blur were reforming and set to play a huge show in Hyde Park.

With Vivian Girls’ stock in a nosedive and the rest of the balmy, buzzy, indie-rock generation dipping towards a critical crash, La Sera is on her second record in a year.

When Jason Pierce further delayed ‘Sweet Heart Sweet Light’ last month to make tiny changes to the album, the world seemed unsurprised.

Sounding like a super distorted Sonic Youth, ‘Leave Home’ – The Men’s second album – only reached this side of the Atlantic in November, and already we have ‘Open Your Heart’.

I like Gary War, I just don’t know why. Do I like him because his gargled cassette tape psychedelia is gently druggy and soothing, or because I should, because he’s cool?

Before we begin, no not a typo. So what of this Brooklyn-based five-piece with a knack for bad grammar or an unhealthy obsession with German film director Werner Herzog?

Song titles like ‘Suffer So Long’ and, simply, ‘Suicide’, suggest an unremitting bleakness to this third Tall Firs LP, and so it largely proves to be.