Reception
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| Source | Rating |
| Allmusic | link |
| Drowned in Sound | (4/10) link |
| The Guardian | link |
| Metro | Link |
| NME | (4/10) link |
| Q | link |
| Rolling Stone | link |
| Slant Magazine | link |
| The Times | link |
| Uncut | link |
Overall critical response to Slipway Fires was generally negative. At Metacritic, which assigns a normalized rating out of 100 to reviews from mainstream critics, the album has received an average score of 52, based on 15 reviews. Drowned In Sound described it as "a headachey throb of over-production and excessive sentiment" and "about as indie as Margaret Thatcher", while the NME described them as "just a boringly competent indie band masquerading as, at best, Fleetwood Mac and, at worst, Whitesnake". Q were favourable however, commenting that "Slipway Fires requires more of your time and duly rewards it", as well as making it their album of the month.
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