Fyfe Dangerfield never ceases to amaze me with his naturally fantastic musicianship; high quality songs just seem to flow from him with such ease like lava from a volcano. This new Guillemots album proves that he is no let down as he once again verifies his high lyrical and musical standards, as do the rest of the band.

If you were thinking that after their second album, Red, the band was becoming more and more pop, then you're wrong. This album is definitely music closer to their 2006 debut, Through the Windowpane, but with the 'indie' numbers being replaced by atmospheric, shoegaze nuggets. Ites an album which you can relax to and find yourself lost in; this kind of album is the best kind of album.

Walk The River, also reminds listeners of how different Guillemots are to other bands, they definitely haven't conformed to what is popular at the moment; there are no scuzzy, amplified guitars or tribal like drum beats to heard in this body of work. I don't think that they'll ever do anything truly mainstream and this is a good thing. The fact that they don't even seem to draw influences from anything other than life is really refreshing and makes the band completely timeless.

From the more slightly commercial, rocky tones of 'The Basket' and 'Ice Room' to the mellow, minimal vibes of five minute masterpiece 'Dancing in the Devil's Shoes' (my personal favourite on the album, followed by 'I must be a Lover'), this album is incredibly varied. Lyrics are consecutively beautiful, powerful and seemingly meaningful to Fyfe; as far as I'm concerned, the man is a musical hero of the 21st century.

This is a rather blissful album which I don't think I could recommend more; it's certainly one of my favourite releases of the year so far. It contains all of the bizarre creativity which you would expect from Guillemots having listened to their first two albums. Letâ's hope that they never change and continue to make such epically diverse and delightful albums such as this one. I feel a mercury prize nomination coming on.