New Release Reviews

The Delines – The Set Up

Considering how grand and satisfying a listening experience this whole record is, it may be surprising to learn that The Delines built it almost as an afterthought following 2025’s ‘Mr. Luck And Ms. Doom.’ These were tracks that had been leftover following those sessions, which makes it quite remarkable how cohesively stitched together this all is as a thematic song sequence. Call it a concept album or a piece of audio cinema, however you view it, ‘The Set Up’ is a deep and fantastic work. The album begins with ‘The Set Up Pt 1’ which with its mournful, late night street corner ambience and forlorn trumpet figure occupies a similar space to Springsteen’s ‘Meeting Across The River.’ Placed here however, as a scene setting curtain raiser it plays more like an overture while our narrator tells the story of an arsonist burglary that went rather well for the perpetrators. A trace of envy is easily detectable in the voice, imagining them today with their feet in the Spanish sand. That desire for escape, to be free from living a life on the poverty line is keenly felt throughout the album and explicitly stated in the title of ‘Can You Get Me Out Of Phoenix.’ This is a stunning piece of music, warm as southern soul but contemplative and yearning too, it resists the temptation to dream of a better life by remembering all the things that can go wrong. This actually serves as a set up lyric for the gut punch of death that arrives halfway through the song and yet, somehow, we are still lifted by the slow pulse of the music even while our feet remain grounded in reality.

‘Jumping Off In Madras’ reprises that aching, streetlight trumpet, its role on the album becoming something akin to a wordless secondary voice. This is actually a clever detail by The Delines because some of these audio tracks are plainly beautiful, even as they feel covered in sorrow, and warrant some appreciation simply as images in sound. That said, ‘Dilaudid Diane’ is built on a simple church-like piano with organ figure and punches through thanks to a vocal that is positively bleeding with empathy as it recalls the sad tale of the Diane in the title. ‘Keep The Shades Down’ is a let’s get it on soul gem with a difference, as the cajoling for human connection is played out despite a background of enforced austerity and an unforgiving outside world. Maybe there are other songs that have essentially said “let’s make out because it’s all we’ve got to enjoy” but, at the moment, I cannot think of another that paints this scenario with such depth whilst avoiding any tired cliches. ‘Getting Out Of The Ward’ is another vivid instrumental, this time led by a piano movement that slides into waltz time and yet, as the music instils a sense of stepping out into the open, that trumpet again weighs heavy, as if the open air is fraught with tension and danger rather than a space to breathe easy.

‘The Set Up Pt. 2’ introduces a seventies crime movie texture, with the story of an embezzling Brenda again causing some approving thoughts for someone brave enough to do the necessary and get out. Another layer is subtly peeled away though, and these private revelations are revealed to be part of a bigger ruse later when we reach ‘Pt. 3,’ but I will not go all in with the spoilers and leave it there. For now, the next phase of this audio adventure is ushered in with another album highlight, ‘The Reckless Life.’ You can picture the scene, being regaled with these stories propping up a late-night bar, several drinks in as a vintage soul band fills the room with retro flavours, the moral of these stories being realised with the thought “a reckless life ain’t reckless until that one day when you finally get caught.” It begins to feel like the seeds of trouble are going to catch up with a few of the characters introduced on this journey. ‘Walking With His Sleeves Down,’ a distant cousin to ‘Mr Bojangles’ perhaps, tells the tale, over gentle sympathetic piano, of another good man beaten into submission by the struggle. ‘The Meter Keeps Ticking’ marches along musically even though the hospital bound figure at the centre of the song feels like he might make hell freeze over. When our movie concludes on the instrumental ‘The Last Time I Saw Her,’ the imagination brilliantly runs wild with what may have become of these souls, its pitter-pattering falls like a heavenly requiem. Wow, with records as well constructed and crafted as this coming out in 2026, I feel sure the album as an art form remains in extremely healthy shape, I give ‘The Set Up’ the biggest possible recommendation.

Danny Neill

You can get a physical copy of the album via this link: https://www.thedelines.com/

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Fresh Juice

Fresh Juice 22nd June 2026

The Delines – Dilaudid Diane

This features on one of the most quietly enduring albums I have heard this year, The Delines latest ‘The Set Up.’ This is the kind of slow‑burn storytelling only they can pull off, a late‑night vignette steeped in motel‑lamp melancholy and the ache of someone trying to outrun their own history. Amy Boone sings it like she is reading a note left on a bedside table, her voice worn but unwavering, while the band moves with that trademark Delines hush, stripped back to an old pub piano here and ensemble backing singing. It is a character study delivered in half‑shadows, for the full cinematic experience you can get the album here: https://amzn.to/4w64jMP

Alex Amen – Diamonds

This laid back dose of sun drenched, hazy day country is from Alex Amen’s debut album ‘Sun of Amen’ which was released earlier this month. This is built on warm, unhurried production and a vocal delivery that feels both intimate and resolute, as if he is sifting through the pieces of a life that he is finally ready to name. The song moves with a reflective pulse, very tender, clear‑eyed, and edged with just enough grit, marking Amen as a songwriter to keep an ear out for going forwards. You can buy the album via this link: https://amzn.to/4eD4GqQ

The Limiñanas – One Blood Circle

This one is taken from the bands first live album, recorded at the Centre Pompidou during Because Beaubourg (October 24th, 2025) and was released at the end of last week. The Limiñanas have spent the past decade carving out their own corner of the psych‑garage universe, theirs is a world of motorik grooves, noirish melodies, and sun‑bleached French cool. This latest release captures their live atmosphere in full, unfiltered form. Long known for the cinematic sweep of their studio work, their full onstage incarnation feels rawer and more propulsive, all fuzz‑bass swagger and hypnotic repetition. A physical copy of the album can be purchased via this link: https://amzn.to/4vo92Jx

Meredith Moon – Sapphire Blue

This is one of many wonderful tracks available on the latest Meredith Moon album, released earlier this year, ‘From Here To The Sea.’ The songwriter leans into her gift for intimate, unhurried storytelling here, tracing a mood rather than a narrative; the kind of reflective, salt tinged folk that seems to gather its power from open water and long memory. Her voice moves with a gentle resolve, carried by fingerpicked patterns that shimmer like light on the surface, making ‘Sapphire Blue’ one of the record’s most arresting moments. The album can be purchased via this link: https://amzn.to/3QCSe2v

Widowspeak – No Driver

This is a track that sits on ‘Roses,’ Widowspeak’s new album release for Captured Tracks, like a slow exhale. This is a song that drifts in on dusky guitars and that familiar, half‑lit sense of longing they can do better than almost anyone. Molly Hamilton sings with a kind of weightless clarity, tracing the feeling of moving through life on instinct rather than direction, while the arrangement blooms in subtle, shimmering layers. This is one of those Widowspeak tracks where the atmosphere does as much storytelling as the lyrics, all soft edges, open roads, and an aching that lingers. The new album is available through this link: https://amzn.to/4vmXh65

Tomorrow Woman – The Flower

To close this week we have a scorching offering of electro pop taken from the new Tomorrow Woman EP ‘Plays Machines.’ Tomorrow Woman is the project of Betsy Roszko, a California‑born, Paris‑based artist whose work blends electronic introspection with a strong DIY ethos. The project marks her return to releasing music after a seven‑year hiatus, following earlier work with the punk band Gomme. With Tomorrow Woman, Roszko shifts into a more electronic, dance‑oriented palette while carrying over punk’s instinct for disruption and emotional directness. You can get a copy of the EP via this link: https://tomorrowwoman.bandcamp.com/

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