Adam Brice's "Never Is Too Late" landed on my desk – or, rather, materialized in my digital ether – and I've been wrestling with its echoes ever since. It's a curious beast, this album. Part rock anthem, part campfire confessional, with a splash of country twang that somehow doesn't feel out of place, which has themes running circles like wild horses, settling down around...

With a name like that, you expect a certain solitary drift, so when Earth-o-Naut’s “Bring The Light” kicks in, the effect is disarming. Here is a vessel, piloted by a single Liverpudlian architect of sound, that feels impossibly full. This isn't the cold echo of the void; it's a warm, inhabited space, anchored by the legendary propulsion of Steve White on drums. His groove...