Catch up on our latest writing.
Tristan Bath looks into the sparsely populated world of Jessy Lanza's Oh No, finding a record that manages to be insular without narcissism, that nods to history without being consumed by it, and that's swathed in the light of pop without bowing to its darker contemporary failings
In the first of a new column, Quietus staff pick their favourite albums and EPs of the month not covered on the site and a handful of the best of what's already been reviewed. Comments are open (with cautious optimism), so let us know what you'd have chosen