Happy November from New York CIty where a large part of its population is still basking in the glow of Zohran Mamdani’s landmark mayoral win. This first week of the next-to-last-month of 2025 has delivered one of my favorite albums of the year and the other seven records I review are pretty good too. They include Sorry, Midlake, Insecure Men, Steve Gunn, Constant Smiles, P.E., Westerman, and Asa Moto.
For this week’s Indie Basement Classic, I look back at one of the first US bands to sign to UK independent label Beggars Banquet and their noise, heartfelt first album for them.
If you’re feeling behind, catch up on last month with Indie Basement’s Best Songs & Albums of October 2025.
Over in Notable Releases, Andrew reviews the latest from Armand Hammer & The Alchemist, Danny Brown, Rosalía, Drain, and more.
On this week’s episode of the BV Interviews podcast, I talk to Tim Burgess of The Charlatans.
You should also check out our other podcast, BV Weekly, where Dave and Andrew discuss Radiohead’s return, Kate and Allison Crutchfield’s new project Snocaps, and lots more.
Head below for this week’s reviews…

ALBUM OF THE WEEK #1: Sorry – COSPLAY (Domino)
This London group perfect their uneasy blend of heartbreak, humor, and haze on their captivating third album
Asha Lorenz says the title of her band Sorry’s third album was inspired by meeting documentary filmmaker (and Massive Attack collaborator) Adam Curtis, who told them his next project was about cosplay — and how he felt the whole world is just cosplaying everything. It struck a chord with Lorenz, who felt the new songs Sorry had been working on were all like trying on different outfits.
Of course, the different styles Sorry try on are all filtered through the band’s distinctive sound — bummed out, dark, a sludgy melting point of indie rock and dance music — which end up sounding only like themselves. They quote Burt Bacharach’s “Save a Little Prayer” and Toni Basil’s “Mickey,” sample Guided by Voices’ “Hot Freaks,” and dabble in loungey exotica and downtempo electronics. “Some big cultural references feel so far away from what they used to mean that they’re almost like inanimate objects that are part of the furniture,” Lorenz told Rolling Stone.
COSPLAY feels like Lorenz and band cofounder Louis O’Bryen searching for meaning, identity, and connection in an increasingly fractured world. It’s a lonely album, one where even love feels fleeting. “I think we’re losing now / I think we’re fucking it up / But it felt so good / When we were drifting in the dark,” Lorenz sings on “Echoes,” her voice cracking into falsetto on the words “losing” and “fucking.” Its chorus — “Echo, echo, echo, echo I love you” — clings desperately to something that’s slipping away. It’s heartbreaking and beautiful, and arguably Sorry’s single finest moment to date.
“Echoes” sets a high standard, but the rest of COSPLAY — Sorry’s best record yet, by a mile — nearly matches it. The album most recalls Maxinquaye-era Tricky: sultry and sinister, evoking urban wastelands and post-industrial ruins, with a deep romantic streak. (It doesn’t sound like Tricky, but very similar vibes.) “Jetplane” rides manic, nervous energy with skittering beats and skronky sax bleats darting through the mix, while “Waxwing” turns Toni Basil’s cheerleader anthem inside out, coating it in glossy grime, dark synths, and a searing solo that drains all the pep from the source (in the best way).
Sorry have become masters of dynamics, shifting from delicate balladry to squalling rock epics within the span of a song (“Antelope”) and crafting eerie, music-hall sing-alongs with twisted undercurrents. They also know when to keep things smoldering, like on “Life In This Body,” a black-cloud duet between Asha and Louis that ties back to the album’s theme: “Everybody changes / I have loved every version of you.” COSPLAY is a captivating record that pushes Sorry into the big leagues.
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ALBUM OF THE WEEK #2: Midlake – A Bridge To Far (Bella Union)
Midlake’s most Midlake-y album yet; a very satisfying mix of ’70s folk, rock and prog
“Days Gone By,” the opening song on Midlake’s sixth album, sounds like a woodland sunrise in June, as the light cracks across the ridge and the flora bend their leaves to catch the rays. A cyclical song about the cyclical nature of, well, nature, “Days Gone By” blankets you in gently strummed acoustic guitars, fluttering flutes, tinkling ivories, delicately crashed cymbals, and gorgeous harmonies. Building with each stanza, it’s an exceedingly cozy, welcoming start to what may be the most Midlake-y Midlake album yet. Sonically, at least, A Bridge To Far is a near-perfect distillation of everything these Denton, TX baroque folk-rock vets have been making for more than two decades.
After working with John Congleton on their fantastic 2022 comeback album For the Sake of Bethel Woods, frontman Eric Pulido said he never wanted to make a record again without a producer. For this one, they tapped Sam Evian, who proves to be a perfect match. “This album, we leaned into our own past in a way where we weren’t referencing some new find or some new path,” Pulido told us. “It was just kind of pulling from the collection of every place that you’ve been. And then you have someone like Sam, objectively kind of going, yeah, let’s go further down that road.”
A Bridge To Far—not a typo, just one “o” in “to” —has all the Midlake earmarks: proggy bangers (“The Ghouls,” “The Calling”), spectral folk wonderlands (“The Valley of Roseless Thorns,” “Days Gone By”), groovy pastoral rock jams (“Make Haste,” “Eyes Full of Animal,” and the Madison Cunningham duet “Guardians”), more flutes and lush harmonies, Fleetwood Mac-y moments, and more. Yet it never sounds like they’re treading water. By embracing themselves, Midlake have made their most satisfying record since The Trials of Van Occupanther—and maybe, with time, their best yet.
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Insecure Men – A Man for All Seasons (Fat Possum)
Fat White Family co-founder Saul Adamczewski returns from the brink with Insecure Men’s beautifully haunted second act
In 2024, Saul Adamczewski had bottomed out. The co-founder of the infamously debauched Fat White Family had, according to a press release, spent “months in a cupboard in Tulse Hill amid severe psychosis and opioid addiction.” He called his mother, and with her help made it through withdrawal, got straight, reconnected with old friends and bandmates, and started making music again.
Saul was always the most pop-oriented member of the Fat Whites and took that sensibility even further with Insecure Men, the group he formed with Warmduscher drummer Ben Romans-Hopcraft. Their self-titled debut album was one of 2018’s best, but their sophomore effort was rejected by the label — which Saul has since admitted was probably for the best. Clean and sober, he reunited this spring with Romans-Hopcraft and members of Warmduscher, Mozart Estate, Primal Scream, and more to make the second Insecure Men record. It’s a very worthy follow-up.
Despite the clear-headed circumstances of its creation, A Man For All Seasons still has that swarthy, haunted last-call feel, mixing woozy lounge and VU chug with early-’80s mutant pop and Saul’s thoughtful, vulnerable lyrics. The new wave-y “Cleaning Bricks” might be the catchiest song he’s released with any of his bands, while the dreamy “Alien” and “Weak” rank among his most affecting. He’s still capable of a good creep-out, too — the clanking, menacing “Butter” proves that. Saul has come out the other side with his wits, voice, and melodic instincts intact, and it’s great to have him back making records this good.
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P.E. – Oh! (Wharf Cat)
This band featuring members of Pill and Eaters throw one last dance party before the lights come up on their third and final album
Members of Brooklyn groups Pill and Eaters joined forces back in 2019 to form P.E., a name that represented the union of their combined talents — even if it was maybe not the best choice in the hometown of Public Enemy. After six years, two terrific albums, a tape, and an EP, the group have decided to call it quits, but not before throwing one hell of a farewell party on their third and final album.
Oh! is P.E.’s danciest record by far, mixing elements of techno, synthpop/new wave, city pop, mid-’00s DFA, and more — with great songs to boot. “Color Coordinator” is a slinky banger featuring the immediately recognizable vocals and poetic verbosity of Eleanor Friedberger; “Wandering Eye” feels like a long-lost electroclash classic; “Moonface” is a stripped-back house jam; and the title track floats on a light, driving beat and Jonny Campolo’s fluid saxophone (which is all over the record). Campolo — nodding to his new project, pets — lends his dulcet voice to “Purple on Time,” a smooth duet with main singer Veronica Torres. It’s sad to see them go, but Oh! is a terrific way to bow out.
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Constant Smiles – Moonflowers (Felte)
Constant Smiles find beauty in quiet, starlit melancholy on their album featuring Cassandra Jenkins, Shahzad Ismaily and more
The free-flowing project of singer-songwriter Ben Jones, Constant Smiles have made many different-sounding records over the years — 2023’s great Kenneth Anger, for example, was draped in gothy synths — but for his 19th album (depending on how you count), he’s gone for lush, melancholic, ambient folk-rock. It feels like a return to center for Jones, and he’s brought along a number of cool guests, including Cassandra Jenkins, Shahzad Ismaily, Fred Thomas, P.E.’s Jonathan Schenke, and more.
Moonflowers is the perfect title for this collection of dark, beautiful creations, elevated by lightly atmospheric arrangements. Most of the contributors don’t call attention to themselves, but the especially pretty, lightly electronic “Time Measured in Moonflowers” gets extra lift from Jenkins’ presence. It’s an album best appreciated under the stars — take this one out on a clear night in the country.
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Westerman – A Jackal’s Wedding (Partisan)
A Greek detour inspires Westerman’s breezy, transportive third album
Will Westerman’s third album was inspired in large part by his “failed attempt” to move from London to the Greek isle of Hydra. In a couple of instances, it’s quite literal: the rolling, synth-powered “Adriatic” sounds like someone aboard a schooner, riding the waves and in awe of where they call home. It’s also an album he made almost immediately after his second, An Inbuilt Fault, a record he feels he took too much time with. As good as his previous album is, the looser, breezier nature of the quickly recorded A Jackal’s Wedding feels like a breath of fresh seaside air in comparison, reflecting the brief five weeks he spent in Hydra.
Produced by Björk collaborator Marta Salogni, it features drummer Stella Mozgawa and Big Thief’s James Krivchenia (who also produced An Inbuilt Fault). Guitar-based songs like “Mosquito” and “Nevermind” are lovely, but it’s the synthesizer creations — including “PSFN” and “Weak Hands” — that are the most transportive. Westerman has since relocated to Milan; we’ll see how the fashion capital of the world influences his next chapter.
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Steve Gunn – Daylight Daylight (No Quarter)
Steve Gunn embraces space, serenity and strings on his elegant new LP
Following this year’s tranquil, immersive, and instrumental Music for Writers, singer, songwriter, and subtle guitar hotshot Steve Gunn returns less than three months later with his latest proper studio album. Daylight Daylight is his first for No Quarter after nearly a decade on Matador, and with the label shift comes a more stripped-back album that still showcases his same delicate touch for airy arrangements and graphic design.
Unlike his last vocal album, 2021’s Other You, Gunn made this one with a smaller cast of collaborators, including James Elkington, bassist Nick Macri, string players Macie Stewart and Ben Whitely, and woodwinds player Hunter Diamond. The orchestration sounds especially lovely in the extended instrumental passages — particularly the long tail of “Morning on K Road,” where Gunn’s fluid leads weave among violins and cellos. Your new favorite Sunday morning album.
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Asa Moto – Music for Disk Jockeys Pt. 1 (DEEWEE)
Soulwax fans take note: David and Stephen Dewaele co-produced and released this latest batch of sleek bangers from another Belgian dance duo
Belgian producers and electronic musicians Oliver Geerts and Gilles Noë have been making sleek dance music as Asa Moto for the better part of a decade, all of it for Soulwax’s DEEWEE label. Music for Disk Jockeys Pt. 1 is their fifth 12″ — and first in four years — and like everything on DEEWEE, it’s made in collaboration with label owners, Soulwax leaders and 2ManyDJs alter egos, David and Stephen Dewaele.
It’s impressive how strong the through-line is across everything DEEWEE releases: each record bears that distinct Dewaele sonic fingerprint while still letting the artists maintain their individuality. The allure of these four tracks is undeniable, even as the groove sneaks up on you — all hovering around an easy 120 bpm, save for final cut “Twee Dikke Nekken,” which ups both the tempo and temperature a notch.
The two center cuts are the real reason to check this one out: “Slow Tongue, Fast Lips” sounds at times like it was inspired by an old 14.4 modem, while “MJ Complex” is the banger of the bunch, powered by a patented Dewaele boom-bap beat, synth lines flying across the stereo field, masterful builds and drops, and a wonderfully deranged pitched-up vocal. It pairs perfectly with the new Soulwax record that dropped just a couple of weeks ago.
related: hear me talk about this release & more with Soulwax themselves on our interviews podcast
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INDIE BASEMENT CLASSIC: Buffalo Tom – Birdbrain (Beggars Banquet, 1990)
Buffalo Tom’s 1990 J Mascis-produced breakthrough still burns with heart and volume
I’ve been enjoying the new podcast States of Independence, which in its first season shines a light on Beggars Banquet — the goth-leaning label that struck early gold with Gary Numan and became one of the coolest UK indies of the ’80s and early ’90s before evolving into an empire as the Beggars Group, home to 4AD, XL, and Matador. This week’s season penultimate episode featured an interview with Bill Janovitz of Buffalo Tom, one of the first American groups to sign with the label, which made me want to revisit their second album — also their first for Beggars Banquet.
With a raging, fuzzy, and deafeningly loud guitar attack, Boston’s Buffalo Tom earned the affectionate nickname “Dinosaur Jr Jr” in the late ’80s — not least because J Mascis produced their first two albums: 1988’s self-titled debut (released on SST) and this one, their 1990 college radio smash Birdbrain. While there was a definite sonic kinship with Dino Jr’s ragged squall, Buffalo Tom hit from the heart, with Janovitz writing deeply affecting songs like “Skeleton Key,” “Fortune Teller,” and “Enemy.”
They’d go on to make more nuanced records like Let Me Come Over and Big Red Letter Day, but Birdbrain’s collision of noise and emotion makes it an all-timer — one that might’ve been even bigger if it had landed just a year or two later, after Nevermind broke.
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