The 90 minutes of soccer that takes place between each of these game modes (and, believe me, there are plenty) is relatively unchanged to what was released this time last year.
Rocket Juice & the Moon is an album full of red herrings.
The game only extends the distance between its foremost rival, leading the charge with revamped defensive techniques and the brilliant Impact Engine.
The album works best when the elder Gallagher isn’t ferrying the well-worn Oasis formula.
With Velociraptor!, Pizzorno proves himself as a genuinely compelling songwriter.
For World Wide Rebel Songs, Tom Morello strays somewhat from the low-key acoustic sound that’s defined his previous solo releases.
It’s rare for Grouplove to strike gold away from their business-as-usual approach though.
I’m with You is a case of an old dog learning a few new tricks.
Ghostface brings his rapid-fire delivery to four of the 10 tracks here, conjuring a cyclone of short but sweet lyricism on each one.
Cap relies on his trusty shield and his catalogue of CQC skills to comb through Red Skull’s minions, with players augmenting their arsenal as they go along through an XP-based upgrade system.
Producer Left Brain’s instrumentals are tailor-made for Hodgy’s torpid rapping style.
If Not Now, When? is a step in the wrong direction for a band that can still pen enthralling tunes.
Though Sonic turned 20 yesterday, the spiky-haired Sega mascot’s appeal has always come down to his enduring teenage spirit.
Digitalism is at their best when immersing themselves in the trappings and embellishments of full-blown electronica.
It’s a testament to Gomez’s collaborative songwriting that their formula has yet to sound stale.
Essentially, the album excels when its central player is left to his own devices.
This is a solid album with a truly woeful centerpiece.
It’s difficult to avoid clichés about the band coming “full circle” with this release, or to comment on Alex Turner’s songwriting maturity.
Reinvention seems compulsory for artists entering the twilight of their career.
With Pala, Friendly Fires manages to oust any uncertainties hanging over their pop sensibilities once and for all.