Indie Basement: Best Songs & Albums of September 2025 (Track Reviews, Playlist)

Indie Basement is a weekly column on BrooklynVegan focusing on classic indie and alternative artists, “college rock,” and new and current acts who follow a similar path. There are reviews of new albums, reissues, box sets, books and sometimes movies and television shows. I’ve rounded up September’s best music, highlighting my favorite songs and albums, plus links to relevant features and news, a monthly playlist, and more.

After a rather lazy July and August, September entered the room hot and never let up, between big announcements, packed New Release Fridays and, especially, big ticket shows. Given that one week I gave four records Album of the Week status, I could’ve picked probably 12 albums for Best of the Month…but I whittled it down to six. Runner ups include Automatic’s Is It Now?, Sloan’s Based on the Best Seller, and Kieran Hebden & William Tyler’s 41 Longfield Street Late ’80s.

As for the Best Songs, it’s a mix of bangers, rippers, legends, shoegazers, rebels and iconoclasts. Those 10 songs, plus tracks from all the albums of the month and even more stuff I loved in September are in the Indie Basement Best of September playlist that is available in my prefered Tidal format but also on Spotify.

I’ve been talking to lots of Indie Basement Hall of Famers on the BV Interview podcast, and in September those included Fred Armisen, Saint Etienne, Baxter Dury, The Hives’ Pelle Almqvist, and Suede’s Mat Osman.

As for all those big shows, they included Oasis, Pulp, Nine Inch Nails, Haircut One Hundred, CMAT, and Elbow.

Head below for Best of September song and album reviews…

INDIE BASEMENT – BEST SONGS OF SEPTEMBER 2025

Kneecap & Paul Hartnoll – “Sayōnara”

Kneecap are such a hot-button topic these days — gloriously outspoken as they are — you might forget they also make bangers. “Sayōnara” is their biggest in a while, getting back to their rave roots with a backing track produced by Orbital’s Paul Hartnoll. If Google Translate isn’t steering me wrong, this one is about raving, dancing all night, and pure release. Probably something Kneecap need right now. The video is fantastic too, starring Derry Girls’ Jamie Lee O’Donnell as an office drone who leads a secret double life as a dominatrix party girl. Unfortunately the long nights start bleeding into the day.

Dry Cleaning – “Hit My Head All Day”

“When I was a child I wanted to be a horse,” Florence Shaw tells us in her usual deadpan on this first taste of Dry Cleaning’s upcoming album Secret Love. Produced by Cate Le Bon, you can feel her sonic tendrils in “Hit My Head All Day,” which slinks around in dubby, craggy funk. Apparently about misinformation on social media, it’s the kind of thing that makes a lot of us want to hit our heads all day. “I want to explode,” she sighs — a very 2025 sentiment. I know how she feels.

Cardinals – “Masquerade”

Irish band Cardinals aren’t shy about their Celtic roots, and at times their mix of post-punk and traditional melodies recalls ‘00s-era Glasvegas. “Masquerade,” however, pulls mainly from ’90s indie rock with a little slack in the guitar chug and a classic quiet-loud-quiet structure. It’s very satisfying, and the subtle squeezebox reminds you who you’re listening to and where they’re from. It’s the title track off Cardinals’ upcoming debut album, and it’s got me anxious to hear the rest.

Whitelands – “Glance”

I don’t mean to generalize, but a lot of new shoegaze bands focus on hazy atmosphere over melody, burying whispered vocals under reverb. Not so with London’s Whitelands. Singer/guitarist Etienne Quartey-Papafio says listening to Chappell Roan and Sabrina Carpenter encouraged him to belt it out. It works on “Glance,” which is packed with emotion and big hooks. His full-throated delivery also fits perfectly with the soaring dreampop backdrop.

Sleaford Mods – “Megaton”

They’re baaaaack. It feels like forever since the last new Sleaford Mods track — two and a half years — but they don’t disappoint on this explosive single, which takes aim at war and social media. “Genocide… swipe… gym bods… swipe… food pics… swipe… starvation. Killing upon killing, so much terrible, horrifying information followed by a cat meme followed by faces filtered beyond recognition.” Jason Williamson shouts, “Megaton! No war no death!” over Andrew Fearn’s jackhammer beat. Glad to have them back.

Peel Dream Magazine – “Venus in Nadir”

Joe Stevens tries on indie styles like he’s browsing a well-curated thrift shop where almost everything fits. As Peel Dream Magazine, he’s dabbled in shoegaze, Stereolab-style drone-and-zone, and High Llamas tropicalia. On “Venus in Nadir,” he channels early Belle & Sebastian, even though the title nods to the Velvet Underground and Stevens cites Nick Drake as the real inspiration (two of Stuart Murdoch’s biggest influences). It’s very “A Century of Fakers,” but Stevens puts his own spin on it, adding gentle synths and vibraphone to keep it from straying into pastiche.

Sebastien Tellier – “Refresh”

We’ve hit the French Touch portion of this month’s Top 10 with Sebastien Tellier’s first new music in five years. “Refresh,” co-written with longtime collaborator Amandine de la Richardière and featuring contributions from SebastiAn and Oscar Holter, is a glorious hodgepodge of ’70s disco, ’80s electrofunk, and ’90s Ed Banger. The song almost feels like it’s about to fly off the rails, but Tellier keeps it on the dancefloor. New album on the way? Let’s hope.

UFO – “UFOs”

I got a 12″ in the mail a few weeks ago from Domino with this song on one side and an etching on the flip. No note on who UFO was. We listened in the office, trying to guess. One person said Phoenix, another suggested Braxe + Falcon. Turns out, put those two together and you’ve got the right answer. “UFOs” is a grower — deceptively simple on first listen but sneaking up on you after a few plays. I’ve found myself humming it a lot this past month. Very curious to hear what else they’ve got.

Juana Molina – “Siestas ahí”

Born out of an improvised tour with Emilio Haro, Juana Molina’s new album Doga stitches together the best riffs and melodies from those shows, later reworked in the studio. “Siestas ahí” is wonderful: gentle, playful, and full of little surprises tucked into the mix. (Headphones required.) If you like your folk glitchy and tropical, this one’s for you.

Sharp Pins – “I Don’t Have the Heart”

When Kai Slater isn’t making angular noise with Lifeguard, he’s writing ultracatchy guitar pop as Sharp Pins. Drawing on ‘60s British Invasion and ‘70s Alex Chilton, he already dropped one album this year, Radio DDR, and has another due in November. Kai is a total hook machine in this guise. He wears his influences like armor, but the melodies are undeniable. “I Don’t Have the Heart” will be stuck in your head before the first chorus is over.

INDIE BASEMENT – BEST ALBUMS OF SEPTEMBER 2025

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Cate Le Bon – Michelangelo Dying (Mexican Summer)

Cate Le Bon has always had melancholy running through her veins, able to do more with a sigh than most can manage with an entire song. That ability has carried her through lyrics that can often be oblique and strange, but on her seventh album there’s no mistaking the subject. Michelangelo Dying is a gut-punch breakup record, delivered with gentle, ornate beauty. It’s also a further refinement of the sound she’s been exploring since 2019’s Reward — Bowie’s Berlin trilogy refracted through the Cocteau Twins’ mid-’80s goth wonderland. Heavily treated guitars and saxophone, deep-sea bass, and glowing synths create a bog of “all-consuming heartache” that pulls you in. Cate says it all arrived at once — the lyrics, the music, the arrangements — whether she wanted it out in the world or not. “I didn’t want to discuss them but they wanted to be discussed, so I surrendered to it.” Euan Hinshelwood’s saxophone mirrors Cate’s voice in many ways — emotive, sultry, but never slipping into ’80s kitsch. The album rewards listening at high volume, when every detail in the mix comes alive: the multilayered bath of “Mother of Riches,” or “Ride,” a duet with fellow Welsh legend John Cale. There are even flashes of sunlight among the shadows. Michelangelo Dying is Cate Le Bon’s most fully realized album yet and, despite all the heartbreak (or perhaps because of it), one of her most compelling.

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Saint Etienne – International (Heavenly)

Saint Etienne have made some of the best, smartest, most sophisticated pop of the last 35 years, but Bob Stanley, Pete Wiggs, and Sarah Cracknell—still best friends—have decided to retire the project. They’re going out with a bang, though: their final salvo has pretty much everything you could want from a Saint Etienne album. They’ve also invited a lot of talented friends to the party, including The Chemical Brothers, Orbital, Vince Clarke, Erol Alkan, Confidence Man, pop hitmakers Xenomania, Haircut 100’s Nick Heyward, and more. Sometimes too many cooks spoil the broth, but in this case everyone understands the assignment and brings ideas that fit perfectly under the trio’s pastel-colored sonic umbrella. There are three instant classics: album opener “Glad,” co-written with Chemical Brothers’ Tom Rowlands and Doves’ Jez Williams, is a banger powered by chopped-up orchestra hits, vocal samples, and the kind of soaring chorus Williams always delivered in Doves; the pure sophistipop sunshine of the Confidence Man collab “Brand New Me,” a spiritual cousin to 1991’s “Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us”; and the dubby, acid-house-infused “Take Me to the Pilot,” made with Orbital’s Paul Hartnoll. The whole record plays like a Best Of retrospective, but with all new songs, and it ends perfectly with “The Last Time,” a bittersweet look back at the band’s career that may leave longtime fans misty-eyed. International is a perfect way to say goodbye.

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Stealing Sheep – GLO (Girl Life Online) (G-IRL Records)

What a fascinating progression Stealing Sheep have made over the last 15 years. The arty Liverpool trio began making proggy folk-pop on their 2012 debut Into the Diamond Sun, but by 2015’s Not Real (my favorite album of that year), they had transformed into something closer to Hot Chip or Metronomy. They stayed on a similar track with 2019’s Big Wows (their last proper studio album), but then began experimenting more broadly, both musically and visually, paying tribute to synth pioneer Delia Derbyshire and even starting their own art festival. Now on their own G-IRL Records, they’ve made their most aggressive turn into dance music yet, and it’s their best record since Not Real. A concept record of sorts, GLO (Girl Life Online) is, in their words, “a commentary on the girl gaze, identity performance, and navigating culture through a female lens — it’s about reclaiming our voice, exploring millennial girlhood in today’s toxic online world, and searching for something utopian and real beyond the screen.” That reclamation mostly happens on the dancefloor, as Stealing Sheep pull from techno, dubstep, two-step, Big Beat, and other club subcultures while keeping pop songs at the core. The interplay between members Becky Hawley, Emily Lansley, and Lucy Mercer remains key; they trade verses, harmonize, and weave voices into the dense sonic fabric. Perhaps their own take on Brat and the broader ’90s revival, GLO stands firmly on its own: banger after banger, with brains behind every irresistible beat.

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Baxter Dury – Allbarone (Heavenly)

After dipping a toe or two into dance music over the last 10 years, including his B.E.D. album with Etienne de Crecy/Delilah Holiday and a collab single with Fred Again, Baxter Dury has dove headfirst into dance music on his eighth album. To help him achieve the “mature art school rave” sound he was aiming for, Dury enlisted producer Paul Epworth, whom he met at Glastonbury 2024 where they made the kind of plans one does in “foggy, heady festival fields and may say things they don’t mean.” But Epworth was serious, and Baxter soon found himself in the Adele and Florence producer’s very fancy studio. Epworth got his start on records by Bloc Party and The Futureheads, so it’s not that crazy that he chose to take his first producer job in five years with a much-loved cult indie artist. Dury and Epworth make for a terrific combination, resulting in Baxter’s best album since Prince of Tears (my favorite album of 2017). His shabby-chic, marble-mouth style—full of stream-of-conscious creative swearing and poppy choruses sung by a rotating cast of female vocalists (with various accents)—can actually take quite a glow-up without losing its charm, and they push it to the limit for much of Allbarone. It all works like gangbusters, and Dury is in fine, louche form throughout, dropping non sequiturs like “The international fuck omelette,” “Breakfast at the Berghain,” “Back flips on MDMA,” and “Big fat Olympic Ozempic hips.”

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Gruff Rhys – Dim Probs (Rock Action)

Dim Probs is Rhys’ ninth solo album—that’s as many as he made with Super Furry Animals—and it’s easily the thematically darkest record he’s ever made. Often an abstract lyricist, this time it’s pretty clear he’s working through what a lot of us are currently feeling. It’s not so much heavy as ominous, surveying the state of things, the worst of times, in a near-constant fog of doom and gloom. You can feel it even if you don’t understand Welsh (most of us). “I went to wash in Nwygyfylchi,” he sings on “Dos Amdani” (“Go For It”). “Between the sea and the rotting swamp of saliva of the sheep that vomit the emptiness of life and over-complication.” Gruff is a pop songwriter at heart, though, and he tempers the noirish mood with Brazilian chords, warm melodies, horns, and his signature harmonies. (Also lightening the mood: cover art by frequent collaborator Pete Fowler which is should really be made into a beach towel and available at Gruff’s merch table.) The push and pull is exemplified on “Taro #1 + #2,” Dim Probs‘ most immediate song, is about “accepting death as the end of the turn.” Meanwhile, old friends Cate Le Bon and H. Hawkline show up to sing backup on two of the album’s friendliest songs—“Pan ddaw’r haul i fore” (“When Sun Comes to the Morning”) and “Chwyn Chwyldroadol!” (“Revolutionary Weed!”)—which open both sides of the record, respectively. The mix of dark and light, plus Gruff’s melodic skills and endless supply of empathy, make Dim Probs a deeply rewarding listen.

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Suede – Antidepressants (BMG)

“If Autofiction was our punk record,” Suede frontman Brett Anderson says, “Antidepressants is our post-punk record.” This writer thinks of Autofiction as Suede’s goth album, and the new one is even more so. Of course, goth grew out of the original post-punk scene, and the touchstones here are The Cult circa Love, The Chameleons, Bauhaus, Siouxsie, and Faith-era Cure, as opposed to Floodland or Fields of the Nephilim. It’s a natural extension of Suede’s signature “beautiful trash” glammy sound, and the jagged yet manicured arrangements on their 10th album—they’ve now made as many since reforming as they did the first time around—befit a group whose members are in their 50s and still, y’know, rocking out credibly. They do it so well, too: Matt Osman’s basslines are dark and melodic; Richard Oakes mixes big riffs, wiry leads, and atmospherics; Neil Codling coaxes icy tones from his keyboards; Simon Gilbert remains a subtle beast behind the kit; and of course, Anderson’s voice has always carried that dark melodrama. Also the cover art, based on a photo of Francis Bacon from a 1962 issue of Vogue, is none more goth. The songs, recorded mostly live by longtime Suede producer Ed Buller, are memorable and grand, with “Dancing With the Europeans,” “Disintegrate,” “Life is Endless, Life is a Moment,” and “Antidepressants” all quintessentially Suede. Bring on the night.

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