Continuing their slide into anonymity, the fifth best Oasis album. The endless mid-tempo whinging does not cut it. Still, if you ditch the second side you'll be fine.

Just a wee bit too slow (bordering on dull), a tad derivative ('As you are' may as well be sung by Radiohead) but otherwise listenable Brit-pop.

More upbeat than the last effort, but still angsty & not ultra-tuneful. Al didn't listen to it because he thought from the cover it was a computer game. Still, given the mediocrity around it's a diamond in the rough.

Well it would be if you were a god-fearing vegan, wouldn't it? Despite the odd foray into, well, crap metally stuff this album rocks the body that rocks the pardee.

Jury still out as to whether this is a corker, but definitely worth a (sedated) listen.

Did this bloke single-handedly write us into the Renaissance? Partly a vivid depiction of the chambers of Hell (with some top historical bods), partly a list of the evils by which you could judge your life (albeit with a religious bias).

Lecherous, self-pitying, conceited. These were some of his better qualities. Although he is a complete git, you can't help but smile as he explains the ennui of power and the frustration of old age.

Very much the male version of that other near-middle age paranoia work, Bridget Jones. More thoughtful but less amusing. Not sure how they're going to make a film of it, mind.

Unfortunately, an influx of technical books is dominating my reading...

A tad violent but a touching account of a bloke losing it in style, ploughing everything he has into the great victim of the twentieth century, ideology.

Rather a similarity to Fightclub in the job quitting scene, ne? Both get 52 weeks?? A bleeding classic.