Album: Lamb, 5 (Strata)
Lamb used to feel like the most infuriatingly middle-class band in existence: a Portishead for people who were scared of the dark, a proto-Dido to provide ambience at dinner parties.
Eight years since their last LP, Andy Barlow's bleeps and beats haven't moved on noticeably, but the timbre of Lou Rhodes' voice has acquired a pleasing Stevie Nicks vibrato in the interim. They'll still never do anything to jolt or unsettle, but 5 won't have you screaming to send Lamb to the abattoir either.
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