A few things the new album from Primal Scream isn't: clever, ground-breaking, genre redefining, a bold new step into a brave new sonic world. Oh yeah, and what's the opposite of cliched?  Full text...

On the one hand, it is conservatism dressed up as rebellion, derivative, self-parodic and very, very, stupid. On the other, it boasts an energy and a shamelessness that demands you abandon your vast array of reservations.  Full text...

Yet despite the different tones each track still sounds distinctively Primal Scream and at the end of Riot City Blues you may feel exhausted but blissfully sated.  Full text...

This then is a silly, catchy and fun record, a gang of comfortably-off middle-aged men singing about the rock'n'roll life they first learnt of from their record collections.  Full text...

Although enjoyable in parts for its single-minded - some would say simple-minded - devotion to rock'n'roll classicism, Riot City Blues does mark a backward step for Primal Scream after the "electronic garage-band future rock'n'roll" of Evil Heat.  Full text...

Not bad, but a slightly disappointing return.  Full text...

‘Riot City Blues’ is a rock ’n’ roll cliché that features more of other bands than it does Primal Scream  Full text...

Sadly, "Riot City Blues" will surely incite nothing more than the listener to hit the off switch.  Full text...

They make two kinds of albums. File Riot City Blues under “Shite.”   Full text...

After Riot City Blues, someone needs to point a Men In Black memory-eraser at him and make him forget the Mississippi Delta ever existed.  Full text...