Deadbeat

Kevin Parker takes a left turn onto the dancefloor and sounds quite lost. What could’ve been an interesting experiment is instead full of hollow songs and half-measures.

Psych hermit-turned-pop hitmaker Tame Impala turns to dance music on 'Deadbeat' – and openly embraces his introversion and insecurities.

Kevin Parker's latest album as Tame Impala is his first in five years.

The face that once hid behind kaleidoscopes now turns up in black and white: family snapshots, a gawky teenager, the ordinary mess of a life.

Tame Impala album review: Deadbeat

What’s left to say about Tame Impala that hasn’t already been said over and over again? Quite a lot, actually. The recipient of critical acclaim for one

Tame Impala’s ‘Deadbeat’ finds Kevin Parker still selling himself as a something of an underachiever.

The producer combines an uneasy marriage of four-four beats with catchy hooks and candid lyrics suggesting his rise to pop’s upper echelons may have come at a cost

Kevin Parker staggers through this underwhelming, repetitive LP in a state of more or less permanent perturbation