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Sam Roberts – We Were Born In A Flame

Full-length debut from Montreal's 28-year-old rock purist

Green Day – American Idiot

After four years, Cali-punk perennials return with a concept album

Various Artists – Biba: Champagne & Novocaine

Glammy tribute to a clothes shop a bit hipper than Primark

Elvis Costello

Fifth phase of two-disc reissue series

In The Name Of The Lawn

Three-CD reissue of 1968 masterwork. Includes mono and stereo mixes, bonus singles and B-sides, plus obscurities previously only available on the long-deleted The Great Lost Kinks Album

The Real Deal

Given the unfolding and increasingly tragic saga of The Libertines, it's a miracle this record even exists, let alone has any artistic worth. For, in the two years since their extraordinary debut album (2002's Up The Bracket), the story of this erratic but enthralling group has taken in serious drug addiction, a prison sentence and—during the making of this record alone—three failed attempts to get frontman Pete Doherty through rehab. Indeed, on the eve of release, Doherty has temporarily been removed from the Libertines line-up. The second Libertines album is all about this.

Songs For Mario’a Café – Sanctuary

While many of St Etienne's 'concepts' have left me cold, this one resonates, perhaps because I've just read the enchanting coffee-table tome Classic Cafes by Adrian Maddox and Phil Nicholls. Bob Stanley's sleevenotes similarly eulogise the faded majesty and allure of "caffs"—"'It's for lorry drivers,' said my mum." As these temples to a bygone age disappear, they exude the melancholy of half-recalled Donovan songs. In homage to these hallowed halls of grease are kitsch gems from The Kinks, Chairmen Of The Board, The Moments and The Sapphires.

Anthony Newley – Love Is A Now & Then Thing

Inventor of Britpop wallows gloriously on 'suicide standards' twofer

Flaming Groovy

The Pixies and The Cure turn up the desert heat at the fifth Coachella Festival

Funny Bones

Marvellous second album of irresistible Anglophile strangeness from Albuquerque oddballs
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