Callum McLean

Web Exclusive This lush but elusive record promises depth for ambient heads, but might feel too little too late for fans of kwes.’ earlier work. Kwesi Sey came up almost two decades ago among the loose London scene that always seemed to centre on Mica Levi: their collaborative mixtapes as Kwesachu featuring a range of local cult heroes like Ghostpoet and Tirzah. Sey eventually became a prolific producer, working with everyone from Bobby Womack to Solange.

Web Exclusive This disarmingly stark record is a eulogy for the unique voice of Beverly Glenn-Copeland. Listening in feels almost like crashing a funeral, so earnest and intimate is this touching tribute to a life and a life’s work. At first glance, Glenn-Copeland’s story recalls the 2012 music documentary Searching for Sugarman: his obscure ’80s work rediscovered and reappraised a decade ago via a Japanese collector.

Web Exclusive Are we there yet? After nine years, Tortoise’s eighth studio album finally pulls up—and reminds us this is a band in no hurry. Over four decades, the Chicago five-piece have become legendary for an instrumental sound that meanders. Across genres, sure (jazz and Krautrock, especially). Within song structure, definitely (forget hooks and choruses; it’s about vibes and vibraphones).