Love hurts, but it sure sounds good.  Full text...

Beyond the hype and the hyperbole and the backlash, a good album remains a good album, and this is a damn fine album.  Full text...

What more could a rock 'n' roll fan of any age ask for?  Full text...

Surviving the NYC clearout, they're back, better than ever.  Full text...

This album is, above all, a textural triumph, a quantum bounce from the brittle jitter and insect-chatter fuzz of the band's 2001 Yeah Yeah Yeahs EP and 2003's full-length Fever to Tell.  Full text...

Three listens in and the tunes stack in your head like planes.  Full text...

These are minor quibbles though, as most of this album shows the trio on absolute top form.   Full text...

Listenable? Yeah. Progressive? Yeah. Early contender for album of the year? Most definitely, Yeah.  Full text...

The from-the-garage trio is in fine form in this successful 11-track sophomore disc, which catches fire with "Fancy," featuring guest keyboardist Money Mark, and "Way Out," a thundering mini-anthem.  Full text...

Show Your Bones is much more accessible than its predecessor, but there isn't really a "Maps" to serve as a gateway.  Full text...

On Show Your Bones the Yeah Yeah Yeahs occupy only one corner of the territory they claimed on Fever, walking confidently in their own footsteps but without claiming any new ground.  Full text...

Like their debut, Fever to Tell, Show Your Bones has endured a tortuous birth, delivered after scrapped songs and interminable recording sessions. Alas, despite finding some hooks worth pilfering, the band are still struggling to raise their game beyond White Stripes-goth-lite.  Full text...