by Mike Mineo
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10. Dr. Dog - Fate
For their fifth album, Fate, Dr. Dog intentionally granted high expectations months before the release. Calling it the album that “they were destined to make”, it should make the album’s title a rather obvious one. However, considering that last year’s We All Belong was easily one of the best indie-rock releases of the year, improving upon a release that is widely considered their best may be a daunting task. For a band that has improved with each successive release though, success appeared nearly imminent. And while Fate does not substantially topple We All Belong in terms of overall consistency, it offers a few of the most rewarding moments that can be found on Dr. Dog’s growing discography. Considering that hints indicating Fate as their most expansive release to date were heavily prevalent, it is nearly ironic that the opening moments of “The Breeze” sound like the throwback lo-fi version of Dr. Dog, back in 2004 before My Morning Jacket scooped them up and brought them out on tour to expose them to an audience who would grow extremely fond of the Philly-based five-piece. As the track progresses though, “The Breeze” proves to be a great representation of Dr. Dog’s songwriting. The soft strumming of an acoustic guitar gradually shifts to a broader instrumental accompaniment that features a cohesive display of guitars, tropical keys, and cooing backing vocals, with the gradually augmented percussion establishing the build-up to an extremely commendable extent. Rather than attempting to bolster a previously acclaimed style, the rest of Fate sounds very much like - well - recent Dr. Dog. To Dr. Dog’s benefit, it results in being arguably the strongest album of their career. Much debate will eventually arise among fans that are split deciding which one of their three recent albums is Dr. Dog’s most effective. When listening to a succession of tracks in the middle of their most recent effort, it is hard not to make a case for Fate.
Army of Ancients” kicks off this irresistible run, sporting a combination of brass and strings that makes a striking impression when set against the backdrop of vigorous keys and Scott McMicken’s powerful vocals. He resembles an ardent fusion of Harry Nilsson and Richard Manuel as he lets out a highly emotive croon at the conclusion of each chorus; the whimper seems to get better each time around and establishes itself as a convincingly stable hook. “The Rabbit, the Bat, and the Reindeer” is more reminiscent of traditional Dr. Dog with its key-led progression and simplistically memorable chorus, but it fits exceedingly well between the ambitious pop of “Army of Ancients” and the outstanding “The Ark”. “The Ark” serves as a great achievement for a group even of Dr. Dog’s throwback mentality, as the diversity alone presented within its duration should silence any critics who describe their sound as being bland or overly imitative. Barely over three minutes long, both the track’s lyrical scope and melodic tendencies prove highly memorable. The topics range from war and remorse to love and faith, all presented in lyrical forms that contradict the conventional actions involved in all circumstances. The various progressions and rhythmic accompaniments are more subdued when compared to other efforts on the album but it bodes well with the content at hand. The chorus nearly resembles the grandiose flair of Pulp’s “This is Hardcore”, with Dr. Dog’s nostalgic tendencies emerging as the dividing factor. With the halted guitar-led stomps of “The Beach” and the intricately infectious “My Friend” closing off the album in equally impressive form, it is difficult to find a track on Fate that is not wholesomely enjoyable to some extent. So, in the end, is Fate a massive improvement upon We All Belong? No, but it is just as consistent and massively enjoyably as its predecessor. And since We All Belong was one of the best releases of last year, Fate also slides in nicely as one of the most accomplished indie-rock albums of 2008.
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09. Benji Hughes - A Love Extreme
For an artist who opts to produce a double album, it is arguably vital to have a sense of confidence in regard to their own stylistic ability. Unless the songwriting can be widely classified as ingenious, few artists can release such a lengthy album without their style becoming tiresome by the last few tracks at best. This is one of the primary reasons why most double albums we see are from artists who have already had their successes and bumps in the road, as experience is the most imperative tool in crafting something successful of a lengthy duration. Keeping that in mind, for an artist to debut with a double album showcases a form of confidence that is rare even among the most experienced artists. Whether they can live up their own lofty impressions is often a flawed cause, but Benji Hughes’s debut, A Love Extreme, has pulled it off so seamlessly that it is not even slightly pretentious or overbearing. Instead, the native of North Carolina has produced one of the best debuts of 2008. Within the 25 tracks that encompass A Love Extreme, Hughes’ topical tendencies stray anywhere from taking mushrooms before a Flaming Lips concert to being stood up at a Dairy Queen. “I’m more alternative than Suicide Girls,” he goes on to say during “The Mummy”, a rather apt indication of his cultural awareness. An awareness of so-called “hipster culture” is something that he does quite humorously, with the majority of it being in satirical form like the bouncy, topically self-explanatory “I Went with Some Friends to See the Flaming Lips”, the synthesized dance-pop of “Why Do These Parties Always End the Same Way?”, and the infectious electro-funk of “Neighbor Down the Hall”, a tale of the effect of loud music on an irritated landlord. His outlook on youth culture is amusing because he manages to make a mockery of it while not disbanding and dismissing it entirely, using realistically humorous anecdotes to often emit a central focus.
Since it is a double album after all, this is wisely not the only prevalent topical focus. Hughes also has an extreme capability to craft resoundingly successful love songs, whether they are in the form of a ballad or an infectious interpretation of electronic pop. Tracks like “All You’ve Got to Do Is Fall in Love”, “Waiting for an Invitation”, and “So Much Better” variously employ gentle acoustic and key progressions, while a brisker effort like “Even If” showcases a suave mixture of key-led pop and jazz. All of the aforementioned provide excellent results though in a romanticized atmosphere, particularly the brilliant “Even If”, which finds Hughes treading successfully somewhere between The Walkmen and The Divine Comedy. Though Hughes’ diversity causes comparisons to The Walkmen on “Even If” and even Wilco’s Jeff Tweedy on “So Well” to arise, his multifarious topical ability is more reminiscent of Stephin Merritt, the leader of the Magnetic Fields. Like Merritt, Hughes is able to simultaneously generate ironic, satirical, and witty remarks over a ceaselessly expanding array of musical styles. It also helps that his voice is similarly low, musky, and also highly melodic. One of the album’s catchiest tracks, “You Stood Me Up”, fuses power-pop in the verses with an utterly irresistible chorus that is largely dependent on electro-rock. How so many songs can be simultaneously humorous and tragic is part of what makes Hughes’ album so impressive. The very same thing can be said for Magnetic Fields’ 69 Love Songs, another comparable epic that incorporated a massive array of styles, unpredictable topical frequencies, and amusing references to pop (and independent) culture. Like that album, A Love Extreme could very well be looked back upon in a decade as one of the best albums of its kind.
Benji Hughes - You Stood Me Up
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08. Cut Copy - In Ghost Colours
Calling Cut Copy one of the best current electronic pop artists may be an understatement. After all, so many artists today live in fear of incorporating the sheer amount of synthesized arpeggios, melodic flamboyance, and stylistic consistencies that the Australian trio has succeeded so brilliantly with on their debut, Bright Like Neon Love, and now with their second album, In Ghost Colours. Cut Copy have simply turned aspects of music that are generally considered “outdated” and fused them with a very updated style of music that is both inventive and constantly enthralling. With its widespread acclaim, the 2004 release of Bright Like Neon Love treated listeners to one of most infectious albums of the year with clever hooks and swiftly invigorating melodies. It also had a hand in opening up the field of electronic pop to listeners who may have been reluctant of it, as the album’s superb tendencies of mixing synth-charged lead melodies with overlapping guitar-based progressions and real-time percussion made the stylistic transition among listeners impeccably seamless by proving that the trio’s style was beyond the stereotypical mold of linear electronic pop. With polished production and quality songwriting, Cut Copy grew to be one of the most respected electro-pop groups after releasing only one album. When listening to Bright Like Neon love though, listeners should begin to realize why. That being said, In Ghost Colours simply attests to the fact that listeners were not incorrect in gauging the potential of Cut Copy. With production that is just as sharp, songwriting that is just as captivating, and a level of commitment that is just as strong, it is serves as that rare follow-up that has a chance of eclipsing a classic predecessor.
With its thumping bass and dance-like vocal bridge in the climaxing bridge, “Hearts on Fire” is the perfect clash between gaudy dance and sharply executed punk music. “With heart on fire, I reach out to you tonight,” lead vocalist Dan Whitford repeats with his sleek voice. The eventual accompaniment of a lamenting saxophone adds additionally to the track’s brilliance, especially when the synthy bass re-emerges and a sparkling new array of synths become complemented by a post-punkish guitar progression. “So Haunted” sees the group achieve with more haste, stacking up a distorted guitar that is melodically echoed by a high-pitched synth tremolo. But when the chorus arrives, the track arrives on that arena-like stage that it builds up to since its intro. That the chorus is both so melodically and stylistically different than the verse is a risk that the band chose to take, though the transition between verse and chorus remains brilliant. The halt of percussion of occurs during the track’s conclusion also paves the way for some melodic alteration that aids the track’s beautiful conclusion, one that sees Whitford’s vocals take on a heavenly melody that remains embedded within the core of “So Haunted”. With “Unforgettable Season” and “Midnight Runner” serving as additional highlights that see the group’s successful attempts at a more guitar-based, atmospherically indie-rock side of things, Cut Copy have added another modern electro-pop to the books with In Ghost Colours.
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07. Quiet Village - Silent Movie
If I went on to say that Quiet Village’s latest LP, Silent Movie, consisted in bulk of numerous samples, I imagine that many people would be turned off immediately. It’s a shame too, as the album is easily one of the most impressive things I have heard all year. There is not much personal information available about the extremely talented duo, but it would be safe to assume that both members in Quiet Village - Matt Edwards and Joel Martin - have such a masterful grasp on various styles of music that their fixation on sampling is simply the result of two artists who view the method as the most efficient and potentially successful option available. On Silent Movie, one can expect to find a variety of styles, most of which are contained within an enthralling delivery of entailed relaxation. Whether one stumbles upon the seductive jazz in the latter half of “Too High to Move”, the finger-plucked elegance of the beautiful “Utopia”, the thumping string-propelled dance of “Can’t Be Beat”, or the tinges of reggae and surf in the infectious (and appropriately titled) “Pacific Rhythm”, there is not one song on here that sounds like one another, providing for a fulfilling and artistically invigorating listening experience. The process that Edwards and Martin have went through to craft such a grandiose effort is also extremely commendable, with their ability to identify a sample, exploit it in talented form, and implement it over a variety of other samples being both extremely impressive and highly original in its result.Silent Movie kicks off with “Victoria’s Secret”, an evolving opener that remains focused on an oddly familiar string progression that is supplemented by the backing chirps of seagulls. Its enjoyment primarily derives from the uniquely serene atmosphere that the track creates, but the effects that Edwards and Martin personally employ are too minor to be a sufficient example of Quiet Village’s supreme chops. For that, just take a listen to the next song on the album, “Circus of Horror”. In stark contrast to its subdued predecessor, a gritty guitar progression immediately emerges as the melodic guide. A mixture of strings and reflectively eerie backing vocals follow shortly thereafter, aiding the melody and lifting it to new heights. When the progression changes, the sample of an ardent, soul-like croon is executed with successful precision. The addition sounds minimal at first, but repeated listens upon moments like this throughout the album eventually prove to be invigorating, as the subtle executions that Edwards and Martin introduce throughout the album in turn crafts a variety of clever hooks. “Free Rider” finds success under similar circumstances, ushering in a bouncy guitar progression once the sole beat of shuffling percussion and reflective vocals subsides.
Easily the most accessible track on Silent Movie, “Pacific Rhythm” is also one of the only tracks on the album that substitutes audible experimentation for immediate accessibility. The underlying guitar progression is reminiscent of reggae, but the strings and bass line beckon to a more sweeping nature of symphonic pop. The vocals on “Pacific Rhythm” also serve as one of the rare moments on the album where a single vocal performance is attributed. Often, on tracks like “Free Rider” and “Too High to Move”, the only glimpse of vocals are either in the form of a backing melody or non-melodic sample. Instead, the female vocals on “Pacific Rhythm” contribute to the straightforward elegance beautifully. The song itself contributes to the fantastic flow of the album in unique form as well, providing a breath of relief in the enjoyable midst of avant-garde leanings on the outstanding jazz-oriented “Too High to Move” and the suave, string-aided throwback in “Broken Promises”. The impressive “Utopia” borrows more than a few samples from Andreas Vollenweider’s “Steam Forest”, utilizing a beautiful finger-plucked acoustical melody over sparkling keys and the reverbed clicking of percussion. The result, like the entire duration of Silent Movie, is a ravishing display of innovation that provides for pure and easygoing enjoyment on the listener’s part. In addition to being one of the most uniquely satisfying releases I have heard so far this year, Silent Movie is also one of the all-around best.
Quiet Village - Pacific Rhythm
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06. The Tallest Man on Earth - Shallow Grave
It is often a nuisance whenever a critic calls a new and young artist a “beatnik”, but I suppose that it would be a somewhat suitable classification for Kristian Matsson, aka The Tallest Man on Earth. Despite a fresh and wavering scene that mainly dismisses gritty folk as a component of the past, Matsson has chosen to disregard the skeptics and carry on with a style that suits him the best, similar to the individualistic ideals of his namesake. If you had read any article concerning Matsson prior to this one, you are probably aware of one comparison that is consistently evident. Dylan-like, Dylan-esque… yeah, you get the drift - Matsson sounds a bit like the folk legend. It seems that the tag has been granted to seemingly every folk songwriter with an acoustic guitar these days, but Matsson actually makes a case for a legit comparison. Playing a varied style of acoustical folk is one thing, but Matsson’s excelled lyrical prowess is where he shines most uniquely. Providing a cohesion of metaphorical imagery and anecdotal musings, Matsson’s emphasis on nature serves as a refreshing change of pace when compared to other, somewhat melodramatic songwriters. Though the transcendentalism of Thoreau and Emerson provided us with a similarly successful literary device for two centuries, the delivery is exceptionally suited for Matsson’s music. Appropriately enough, the talented Swede sounds nothing like the indie-pop the country has been stereotypically churning out enjoyably in massive numbers. In fact, I would have taken him for an American if I had not known prior of his geographical origins. His style of folk takes plenty of dues from rootsy Americana, with his soulful croon embodying the genuine ardency that western folk music has come to be known for.
Folk remains Matsson’s primary stylistic preference, but he also weaves in elements of finger-picked blues (Piedmont blues) to provide a reminder of artists like Mississippi John Hurt and Curley Weaver. To make the sense of nostalgia even more suitable, Mattson utilizes a form of production that relies on both his raspy vocals and instrumental minimalism. The lo-fi approach is overwhelmingly appealing when applied to Matsson, and it mainly has to due with the fact that his lyrics are constantly invigorating. Considering they play such a large role and are impossible to avoid due to the minimalist style of production, his poetic talent provides a breath of a relief. Also, the fact that his debut, Shallow Grave, sounds like it was recorded on a random tape machine is part of its lo-fi charm; it is the same method that made the preceding EP so uniquely enjoyable. I admit that, like Dylan or any artist in a similar vein, not everyone will find themselves growing easily accustomed to Matsson’s vocal style. It has a sense of intimacy to it that usually only songwriters that are old in age and bountiful in experience encompass, being unconventional in the most broadest sense. I personally was enamored with it the first time I heard the opening track on Shallow Grave, the fantastic “I Won’t Be Found”. Rather than simply repeating “carpe diem”, Matsson signifies the importance of treasuring every moment in life, looking upon death as an imminent circumstance that can only be enjoyed if its preceding life was lived to the fullest extent. Over a fastidiously plucked guitar progression, he sings ardently and establishes time as a component that should be treasured. “Well if I ever get to slumber just like I’m old deep in the ground, hell, I won’t be found.” “Into the Stream” features a more simplistically repetitive progression that is excelled by Matsson’s vocal melody and the slight melodic transitioning that takes place after each verse. This time around, Matsson tackles the obstacles in turning a fantasy into reality. Using natural elements like alternating weather with metaphorical significance, the values of societal perception are also put into question, eventually settling on circumstances that are widely dependent on the individual. As far as recent folk artists go, I have heard very few that compare to Kristian Matsson’s raw skill as a lyricist and songwriter.
The Tallest Man on Earth - I Won’t Be Found
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05. Fleet Foxes - Fleet Foxes
Fleet Foxes. Fleet Foxes. Fleet Foxes. The band’s name has been practically drilled into your skull by now. Listeners have debated whether their self-titled debut album deserves all the success it has achieved, primarily because there are always skeptics involved when a rookie band with independent backings ends up in the top 10 for seemingly every year-end list available. I was never one to conform, but I have to go with the masses on this one. Not only has this young five-piece from Seattle crafted an album filled with outstanding songwriting, but they have led an initiative among independent songwriters that has begun to surface more prevalently. Folk music is becoming more abundant as artists become less and less reluctant to try their hand at a style that they were likely raised on; Fleet Foxes have had a substantial role in that movement with their debut full-length. When listening to them, a rather stereotypical image of a bunch of bearded guys playing together in a forest of complete tranquility is somehow stirred up, likely due to the extremely spontaneous nature that Fleet Foxes releases through melodically enriching tracks like “He Doesn’t Know” and “White Winter Hymnal”. Yeah, Animal Collective and Devendra Banhart have generated similar imagery with their interpretations of psych-folk, but that Fleet Foxes have achieved success in such grandiose form through a style of folk that would likely have folk legends like Pete Seeger and Woody Guthrie feeling optimistic about the future of a style wrongfully fading due to false stereotypes and a lack of contemporary lyrical perception. What Fleet Foxes do so brilliantly is their simultaneous comprehension of lyrical and melodic aspects. They build a bridge that allows fans of both lyrical imagery and melodic beauty, which is quite refreshing now that it seems that many people today do not have the capacity to cherish both.
For those who prefer to take in all aspects of a song, Fleet Foxes is a remarkable debut that proves worthy of its widespread acclaim. Their sound is prosperously abundant in gorgeous vocal harmonies, stellar hooks, and thickly intricate instrumentation that contains plenty of melodic variation while wisely limiting itself to a few of the conventional instruments that made the traditional folk so memorable. “Tiger Mountain Peasant Song”, one of the most haunting songs of the year, sees nothing but a dual guitar accompaniment accompanying the forlorn vocals of Robin Pecknold. Enriching in harmony, balmy in tone, and impeccable in melody, it would not be an overstatement to say that Pecknold’s vocal performance on Fleet Foxes may very well serve as the best vocal performance of the year. “Tiger Mountain Peasant Song” is just a solid example of this; despite an extremely strong acoustical melody, Pecknold is the primary reason for this song’s success, mainly because the bare instrumentation leaves room for him to shine. He puts so much raw emotion into his performance that it should leave most listeners breathless, especially during the track’s vocally extended chorus. “He Doesn’t Know Why” is also highly rewarding, ushering out an irresistible opening verse that brings shades of Crosby, Stills & Nash to the forefront with its touches of rock and country. A comparison could even be made to Jim James’ notable croon, as both he and Pecknold have the ability to craft stunning melodies using their vocal chords alone. When Pecknold sings out, “there’s nothing I do, there’s nothing I can say”, during the middle of “He Doesn’t Know Why”, this becomes readily prevalent, as does the overall brilliance of an absolute gem like Fleet Foxes. Hyped it may be, but for once it might be at least slightly justified.
Fleet Foxes - He Doesn’t Know Why
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04. Deerhunter - Microcastle
“Indie-rock bullshit”, as Deerhunter frontman Bradford Cox puts it, is something that neither of his two primary projects will succumb to. What he is referring to is a mass customization of styles, one that is grouped in a mold so generic and lifelessly derivative that innovation is put on the backburner behind commercialization and singular ideas. Through both his solo project, Atlas Sound, and the five-piece in which he is the lead singer and songwriter for in Deerhunter, he has certainly proven this, unleashing an unpredictable array of styles that influence that would never be abundantly prevalent in that “indie-rock bullshit” he has so successfully avoided. Punk, shoegaze, electronica, and experimental rock are all forces at work for Deerhunter, resulting in a fused tag that everyone seems to be calling “ambient punk” these days. Their third album, Microcastle, is not purely ambient by any means with Cox’s vocal pitch and delivery being variably dependent on the different styles of play, but the variation often involved in his voice often results in another instrument itself . For example, in addition to making the eerie echoes of “Calvary Scars” more chilling with his spoken-word musings and the post-punk leanings of “Little Kids” even more resounding with a slight snarl, Bradford’s vocals add some desired melody to the fuzz-filled bliss of “Saved by Old Times”. It is just one of several examples of how his vocals serve as a completely separate entity from the melody or tonal structure emitted by the instrumentation, certainly something that would be considered successfully unconventional in our world of “indie-rock bullshit”.
While the bulk of Microcastle consists of sprawling efforts that are filled with unconventional structural tendencies and attentively implemented assortments of styles like shoegaze and punk, Deerhunter throws in a few accessible efforts that should have some introductory fans already yearning for more. Rarely will you find something as straightforward as “Agoraphobia” on an album that involves Cox, even if it still reaches that same degree of success as more epically geared efforts like the volcanic tendencies of “Microcastle” and “Nothing Ever Happened”, the latter being a great choice for the album’s first single with its exciting mixture of alt-rock and concluding selection of soaring guitar solos. The vocals on “Agoraphobia” belong to those of guitarist Lockett Pundt, but it serves as an ideal introductory track as he quivers, “Cover me, come for me, comfort me,” over an array of psych-rock structural variations and post-punk guitar progressions. The majority of side A, with tracks like “Never Stops” and “Little Kids”, reaps benefits similarly: by employing simplistically expressive topics over infectiously accessible instrumental accompaniments. This soon changes though, as expected for a group like Deerhunter. After the piano-led “Green Jacket”, side B commences with some unexplored territory that sees the group’s more embellished shoegaze and “ambient punk” directions. Throughout the album, an atmospheric touch is always wavering above the songs, like in the ghostly murmurs of “Green Jacket” or the trickling psychedelia of “Calvary Scars”, and they are all so diverse from one another that the album’s listening experience proves to be one of the most fascinating of the year. And this is the reason why Deerhunter have become so renowned; ingenious songwriting, a firm grasp on atmospherics, and raw emotion are the main forces at work for Bradford Cox and co’s brilliant Microcastle.
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03. Bon Iver - For Emma, Forever Ago
On For Emma, Forever Ago, it is utterly amazing how Justin Vernon has done so much with so little. Like the aforementioned Kristian Matsson, he has crafted an album of pure splendor by using little more than his voice, an acoustic guitar, and some damn strong lyrics to accompany them. The album’s story is an old one by now: Vernon secluded himself in Wisconsin to a deserted cabin, placing himself in socially desolate circumstances for the eventual craftwork of For Emma, Forever Ago. I suppose you can see the parallel to Thoreau’s Cabin at Walden Pond, another artist of sorts who used social desolation to write his most renowned work, Walden. That For Emma, Forever Ago is Vernon’s solo debut makes it unpredictable as to whether it will be considered his definitive opus, but it certainly would not be an insult if it were to be. After all, the album has already been called a modern classic for several reasons, one of which relates to Vernon’s ability to relay such strong emotional commitments while using little to no technological edge. Listening to this album, it is apparent that it could have been written either in the early 20th century or the 21st century, already giving it that “timeless” tag that folk releases often strive for and then fall short of because of either restrictive tendencies or technologically expansive techniques. While the production of For Emma, Forever Ago is superb with its use of overlapping vocal harmonies and different guitar tones, it is the overall songwriting and vocal usage that stands out more than anything.
As far as Vernon’s vocals go, he possesses a range that any striving vocalist would envy. They are both soothing and warmly reverberating, allowing his slight falsetto to emerge without becoming too straining or overwhelming. This can be best seen on a track like “Skinny Love”, where even the opening moments prove indicative of his expansive vocal arsenal. When he chants “my, my, my” during the first verse, I can’t help but envision Vernon having some sort of soul influence. When he says, “Come on skinny love,” it sounds as if he is biting his teeth down in frustration, maintaining his utmost coherence in the process. When the highly ardent chorus enters, one can’t help but be impressed by Vernon’s melodic diversity as well. His soulful croon makes a slight transition to a bluesier demeanor as he concludes with a few free-spirited howls. “Lump Sum”, while more melodically linear than “Skinny Love”, packs a heavy emotional punch that can be attributed to both the spine-tingling touch of reverb in Vernon’s quivering vocals and his lyrical output. “Fit it all, fit it in the doldrums… or so the story goes,” he sings over a lightly strummed acoustical progression, alluding to a reluctance of looking toward the future rather than a current state of stringing onto the past and present. Like “Lump Sum”, his topics are often highly relatable in their tone and delivery, contributing to the impeccable craftsmanship of a folk release that already has “classic” written all over it.
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02. TV on the Radio - Dear Science
Ah, the annual safety pick for the year. If there is one album in 2008 that remains indisputably one of the best, then TV on the Radio’s fourth album, Dear Science, has to be it. It is quite startling that their third album, Return to Cookie Mountain, was in this exact situation two years ago, though it simply attests to both the band’s level of consistency and their relationship as a group that attributes to it. Like on Return to Cookie Mountain, Dear Science sees all three of the group’s primary members - Tunde Adebimpe, Kyp Malone, and Dave Sitek – each flourish based on their own unqiue strengths. Adebimpe and Malone are astoundingly ardent vocalists in their own right, and a tag team consisting of them simply makes all the better. Sitek, a highly sought-after producer for several years now, mans the studio controls yet again for his expectedly sparkling production. Thanks to his work as producer and the high standards involved for the songwriting of all three members, you could very well call Dear Science the most technically refined album of the year. In addition to the group’s level of collaborative musicianship and Sitek’s production abilities, it is rooted primarily in the stylistic diversity of the album and how each and every track succeeds resoundingly despite the majority of them proving to be highly separable stylistic entities from one another. That they are also able to cloak arguably their bleakest lyrical content to date under some of the most infectious compositions you are bound to hear this year is simply another reason to cling onto an album that can be unanimously called a major accomplishment.
Whether TV on the Radio choose to focus on the sentimental bearings of “Family Tree” and “Love Dog” or the immensely danceable ruminations of “Dancing Choose” and “Golden Age”, it is simply remarkable that the result is always rooted in success. “Family Tree” leads the way as the album’s central ballad, emitting a delicately slow-paced piano over Adebimpe’s embracing vocals. “And in the shadow of the gallows of your family tree,” he sings as percussion and strings begin to establish their involvement. “There’s a hundred hearts or three, pumping blood to the roots of evil to keep it young.” The scene is highly metaphorical and topically brilliant, a highly commendable aspect that the equally successful instrumentation and vocal power practically demands. When “Family Tree” is directly followed by a track that contrasts sharply with a very flamboyant style of soul in “Red Dress”, the conclusion of that should convince listeners of this group’s high level of stylistic perception. Adebimpe and Malone combine forces here under a flurry of brass and bustling rhythm section, revealing an energetic side that “Dancing Choose” also demonstrates with Adebimpe’s fast-paced delivery over a collection of synthesizers and funk-tinged bass lines. For every track like “Dancing Choose” or “Red Dress” though, there seems to be a soulful ballad like “Family Tree” or the fused orchestration of keys and brass in “Love Dog” to complement it in the most thoroughly satisfying way possible. The stellar songwriting and excellent production are a few of the reasons why TV on the Radio’s Dear Science is arguably the most universally acknowledged “album of the year”, but it is the seamlessness of the group’s stylistic transitions that truly makes this album a classic.
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01. My Morning Jacket - Evil Urges
As it stood before the production phase of Evil Urges, My Morning Jacket had little reason to try anything new at all. After all, their previous album, Z, was one of the most critically acclaimed albums of 2005 and was prematurely being described by many as the group at their creative peak. I suppose the acclaim was imminent at the time, as it was their most varied effort before the release of Evil Urges. Their first two albums, The Tennessee Fire and At Dawn, brought the group plenty of buzz but they found it initially difficult to escape the linear classifications of alt-country that critics granted them, mainly due to the determinable sound that frontman Jim James and company were just beginning to confidently grasp. Though not as consistent in quality with the first two albums, It Still Moves was the group’s first step in their ambitions to become a rock act where stylistic classifications were made on a per-song basis and not based on a singular career. Z simply perfected James’ approach as an impressively unpredictable songwriter, mixing anthemic indie-rock tracks like “Anytime” and “Lay Low” with tinges of reggae in “Off the Record” and reminiscences of their classic alternative sound in the opening “Wordless Chorus”. Even if the increased eclecticism was subtle for many listeners, the changes were evident for veteran fans. In a matter of 6 years, My Morning Jacket evolved from just another alt-country band into something of bigger, more epic proportions. Instead of sticking with southern stereotypes, comparisons were being made to The Flaming Lips and R.E.M, both artists who - in a sense - revolutionized the way that modern artists in their respective genres would tackle songwriting. And with the release of Evil Urges, such commendable sentiments are stronger than ever.
Like several My Morning Jacket albums before it, the opening track on Evil Urges serves as a gradually satisfying experience that increases in memorability with each successive listen. Also serving as the self-titled track, the heightened pitch in James’ vocals during “Evil Urges” will catch listeners off guard initially, but the summery guitar progression and brisk rhythm section will soothe any concerns about the track going stylistically overboard. As James’ vocals become more familiar and the rebounding melody begins to engross the listener, sudden enhancements like the slight dosage of strings during the chorus’ second entry become more noticeable and rewarding. Like preceding greats in the vein of “Anytime” and “One Big Holiday”, it concludes gracefully with a stirringly effective guitar solo before the infectious chorus is recapped once more. The following track, “Touch Me I’m Going to Scream”, is unlike anything My Morning Jacket have attempted before, utilizing a synth line as the primary instrumental force. The synths clash fluidly over a constant bass line, bringing up unlikely comparisons to Prince and The Flaming Lips in the process. I guess you could call the soothing key-aided “It Beats For You” a distant cousin, but even that particular track had guitar-led arrangements that were expected of the band. If it were not for James’ distinctively soaring vocals, many would not be able to tell that “Touch Me I’m Going to Scream” was from My Morning Jacket at all. It remains oddly addictive though, even if the style contained in the track and its 8-minute counterpart (”part two”) differs dramatically from the rest of the album.
It was certainly an odd choice to stick “Evil Urges”, “Touch Me I’m Going to Scream”, and “Highly Suspicious” as the first three tracks on Evil Urges, as they can arguably stand as My Morning Jacket’s most unconventional efforts to date. “Highly Suspicious” is inarguably the most bizarre on the album, led by hardly much more than James’ apparent falsetto, a booming bass line, and steady percussion. The chorus adds a few halted guitar chords as James and a few deeper-voiced companions chant “highly suspicious!” over the eventual whirring of a synth. Being the second track in a row that reminds me of Prince (and enjoyably so), I would not be surprised if the majority of listeners refuse to take it seriously. And hey, who’s to blame them? Looking back, the decision appears wise to slot these 3 tracks together, as the rest of the album contains a similar degree of variation that is more conventional in regard to My Morning Jacket’s stylistic standards. The fourth track, “I’m Amazed”, immediately puts the listener back in the warm embrace of classic My Morning Jacket, re-introducing James’ distinctive croon as was heard in the first four albums. Like “Anytime”, it proves further that James’ ability to write an anthemic track - regardless of whether its in the vein of indie-rock or alt-country - is something of a rare skill. The first two minutes consist purely of radio-friendly alternative, with the remainder being a captivating guitar solo that coincides precisely with the backing chorus. In terms of tracks that would fit just as well on early My Morning Jacket material, only the strangely nostalgic “Smokin’ From Shootin’” and simplistically endearing “Look At You” come close. It ends up being commendable though, as I have not even touched upon the best moments of Evil Urges yet.
Jim James clarified in an interview several months ago that “I’m Amazed” would begin the “second phase” of the album, following the first three tracks that somehow went “together in this weird way.” The group has been known to perform with fully accompanied orchestras during their live performances lately, and several excellent tracks during the “second phase” like “Sec Walkin’”, “Librarian”, and “Thank You Too” utilize this new approach with confidence, swagger, and resounding success. “Sec Walkin’” manages to recall classic country with the overlapping of reverbed keys and guitars as James puts his full southern accent on the table, deepening his voice to a suave croon with contained influences of Johnny Cash, Hank Williams, and Carl Perkins. “Thank You Too” sports the album’s most grandiose chorus, supplemented by a swirling arrangement of strings and James’ limitless vocal range. And as oddly creepy as the lyrical content is, the build-up of strings in “Libraries” is too masterfully executed to ignore. The insanely catchy “Two Halves” recalls an accessible, pop-oriented Roy Orbison in its recollection of ’60s rock ‘n’ roll, serving as the most immediately satisfying track on the album. It is in close competition with “Aluminum Park” though, a roaring rock ‘n’ roll ditty in which James into some ardent hybrid of Springsteen and Meat Loaf during the song’s exceptional chorus. All of the influences may be hard to classify initially, but one thing is for certain; My Morning Jacket are proud to wear them on their sleeves. And when a band of My Morning Jacket’s ingenious talent has the maturity to embrace their past influences and implement them fluidly into a contemporary sound, the result sounds something like Evil Urges. It may not be the most technically precise or emotionally demanding album of 2008, but Evil Urges is the most fun I have had listening to an album all year.
My Morning Jacket - Sec Walkin’
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20. Ra Ra Riot - The Rhumb Line
Losing a member of a band to death can be devastating. No matter how many arguments and fistfights were initiated in the past, it is a fact that many groups tend to form a family-like bond after years and even months of touring and working together. When Ra Ra Riot’s original drummer, John Pike, was found dead on June 3rd of 2007, his former band mates were stunned. “This has felt like the unraveling plot of a tragic piece of fiction,” they said in a press release. However, about a month after Pike’s death, the band announced that they would continue the group in Pike’s memory. A string of tour dates and the eponymous EP in 2007 brought the group increased recognition as they prepared their debut full-length album, The Rhumb Line. The album itself serves as a fine example of the group’s potential, with their flashy style of art-rock serving as both an accessible and contagious interpretation of contemporary indie-rock. The New York-based group works with tinges of post-punk and punk, implementing both cellos and violins over a zealous display of dazzling guitars and tenacious rhythm sections. Vocalist Wesley Miles emits a sharp, slightly high-pitched tone that is reminiscent of vocalists in the vein of Nick Stumpf (The French Kicks) or a more subdued Hamilton Leithauser (The Walkmen). All together, it creates a very convincing sound that proves memorable despite its common originations. In addition to his role as a co-songwriter on a handful of tracks, one notable posthumous contribution from Pike on The Rhumb Line comes in the form of lyrical content. With Miles, he wrote “Dying is Fine”, a gripping track that wholly capitalizes on the group’s stellar mixture of strings and guitars. With an E.E. Cummings quotation serving as the main hook, the topic is emotionally ironic and the melody is addictively consuming. The mournful “Ghost Under Rocks” also makes excellent use of strings, guiding yet another captivating chorus as Miles yelps in perhaps his most emotionally resounding vocal performance on the album. “Here you are, you are breathing like little ghosts under rocks,” he sings, speaking of romanticized suffocation in mildly poetic form. When compared to the regretful - though dynamically vigorous - yelps and moans of “Ghost Under Rocks” and “Dying is Fine”, Miles’ vocals in “Winter ‘05” are appropriately more somber as the strings increase in intricacy and the percussion subtly adds several shuffled components. Along with a cover of Kate Bush’s “Suspended in Gaffa” making the cut, it exemplifies how The Rhumb Line serves as an enjoyably eclectic album within a fused genre that desperately needs it these days.
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19. Gentleman Jesse - Introducing Gentleman Jesse and His Men
One of the most appealing aspects of power-pop is the ability it has to remain untainted in a world where stylistic alteration is often inevitable. While some may argue that the genre’s apparent lack of stylistic ambition is the cause for such sturdy pop ideologies, the crafters of such music never seem to be given enough credit for their reluctance to become submissive toward what is deemed as this week’s fad in the music industry. Gentleman Jesse and His Men, a talented four-piece based out of Atlanta, employ this highly accessible form of power-pop very well, but they are also quite unique when compared to other groups in the genre. Yes, they are comparably intent on hooking in the listener with exceptionally infectious choruses and stellar harmonizing, but Gentleman Jesse and His Men happen to be significantly more nostalgic in approach. Instead of employing a formula in which an overwhelming degree of varying styles clash within a comforting power-pop aroma, the four-piece instead opts to bring back what made the genre so great in the first place. Traditional punk and garage-rock are the main forces at work here, making comparisons to the early workings of power-pop greats Exploding Hearts somewhat unavoidable. Exploding Hearts certainly infused more elements of punk into their overall sound, but the approach and level of melodic alteration remains highly comparable in the sentiment that both groups rely on amiable simplicity to elicit a uniquely engaging charm in which the songwriting and consequential hooks sound freshly invigorating despite the minimal forces of instrumentation at work. On their debut, Introducing Gentleman Jesse and His Men, frontman Jesse Smith plays the role of accessible power-pop vocalist with apparent ease, extracting a youthful tone of amateur exuberance while simultaneously allowing his commendable melodic range to flow naturally with the brisk use of guitar-led instrumentation. This is perhaps best heard on “All I Need Tonight (Is You)”, a track that would likely have been considered a classic by now if it had been released 30 years ago. From the lyrics to the lead guitar progression, the approach is extraordinarily simple but the appeal arrives in the strong melodic form that Smith conveys with the utmost confidence. In conventional power-pop form, he utilizes a callback approach in the utterly irresistible chorus before embellishing the moment with an extremely concise guitar solo. “You Got Me Where You Want Me” and “Attention” also utilize this accustomed callback approach with surprising precision. Those who view most traditional power-pop as a one-trick pony will likely state the same about Gentleman Jesse and His Men’s debut album, but anyone who enjoys fantastic hooks guided by little more than a guitar and rhythm section simply needs to check it out. Intricate it may not be, but this album’s infectiousness is downright undeniable.
Gentleman Jesse - All I Need Tonight (Is You)
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18. Håkan Hellström - För sent för Edelweiss
Swedish listeners first caught a glimpse of Hellström in 2000 with his hit single “Känn ingen sorg för mig Göteborg”, with Hellström also releasing his debut album of that same name in November. Prior to the release, Hellström was only recognized as fans of the Swedish indie-pop band Broder Daniel as their drummer, a position he vacated between 1988 and 1994. He then rejoined the band in 1997 with a new role as the bassist, leaving in 2003 to focus solely on his solo career. By that time, Hellström had also released a second album, Det är så jag säger det, in 2002 and was in the midst of writing Ett kolikbarns bekännelser, his third album that released in 2005. Nåt gammalt, nåt nytt, nåt lånat, nåt blått, a compilation of b-sides, was also released the same year. After announcing that he had become a father and planned to take a short break, he emerged with his fourth album, För sent för Edelweiss, three years later in 2008. Though his first three albums exhibited a form of potential that only arrives once every so often in Swedish pop music, Hellström’s style sounded awkward with occasionally out-of-key vocals and repetitive arrangements. However, with För sent för Edelweiss, it looks as if the skilled songwriter has finally lived up to his wholesome potential. When an artist names an album after one of their own songs in particular, the conceptual intentions of the self-titled track take on lofty expectations. When it comes to “För sent för Edelweiss”, it serves as arguably the most pleasing track on both the album and throughout Hellström’s blossoming career thus far. It features the type of melody that will cause anyone - regardless of whether they understand the Swedish lyrics or not - to grin in pure delight, with the hauntingly beautiful instrumentation contrasting impressively with Hellström’s ardent vocals. The light plucking of an acoustic guitar initially finds itself underlying a graceful piano melody as Hellström’s voice quivers over the corresponding melody. When the twinkle of a new piano melody takes charge and establishes the chorus, Hellström’s voice takes on a melodic shift and crafts a devastating hook in the process. When the track concludes with a Sigur Rós-like instrumental recap over the crooning of Hellström, it simply reminds the listener just how elegantly stunning the overall result actually is. Since the title track will generally be recognized as one of the more instrumentally subdued songs on För sent för Edelweiss, first-time listeners of the track will likely be curious as to what Hellström sounds like when accompanied by increasingly noticeable instrumental fervor. As both “Kärlek är ett Brev Skickat Tusen Gånger” and “Jag Vet Inte Vem Jag är Men jag Vet Att Jag är Din” prove, the result is actually just as satisfying. Both songs implement guitar within a style of pop that is most reminiscent of accessible indie-rock, with “Jag Vet Inte Vem Jag är Men jag Vet Att Jag är Din” especially being resounding of the sentiment with a fury of electric guitars and reflective keys. They each remain insanely catchy in their own unique ways though, with “Kärlek är ett Brev Skickat Tusen Gånger” benefiting most from the vocal correspondence between a bluesy guitar, effervescent keys, and Hellström’s impressive vocal performance. With so many great Swedish releases each year, it is quite an indicator that För sent för Edelweiss is one of this year’s best from Sweden.
Håkan Hellström - För sent för Edelweiss
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17. Thomas Function - Celebration
It would be premature for me to judge the chemistry in Thomas Function based on their music and online photos alone, right?. It could all just be a classic attempt to sell records. Well, considering that all pictures I have found of the members together depicts them having insane amounts of fun while at parties, playing shows, and in the studio, superficial corporate achievement seems to be the last things on their mind. In fact, It leads you to believe that these guys might even be having fun while making music together. And apart from the putting the “fun” in “function”, their music plays off just as naturally. Providing heavy doses of southern-rock and folk within a consistent showing of punk, the fact that Thomas Function are able to simultaneously provide odes to energized punk greats in the vein of Television and The Buzzcocks while delivering an array of styles related to folk and contemporary rock contributes prevalently to a style that is wholesomely unique and energetically engaging. The track that brought the four-piece arguably their biggest buzz in 2007 was “Relentless Machine”, a 7″ single that now once again has appeared on their excellent debut album, Celebration. Despite offering 13 tracks that are contained within a similar delivery, the boastful amount of hooks and instrumental variations provide for a form of excitement that most debuts only dream of. “2012 Blues” was a standout immediately for me from the first listen, as its acoustical folk origins are in stark contrast to vigorous punk-oriented gems like “Snake in the Grass” and “Conspiracy of Praise”, a style that reigns over most of the album. In a track like “Can’t Say No”, where a Pixies-like bass line is adjusted accordingly over an organ-led guitar progression that provides visions of classic Television and Velvet Underground, it almost makes for a colossal fusion of great indie-rock and punk bands who have made a significant mark in the past 30 years. The infectious “Can’t Say No” may be too hectic to make such past comparisons entirely spot-on, but the melodically charged energy that Josh Macero’s vocals convey makes the mixture of modernistic enthusiasm with past forms of punk and garage-rock a very satisfying blend. As for fans of The Buzzcocks or even Wire, one listen of “Snake in the Grass” should be convincing enough. Alongside “Conspiracy of Praise” and “A Long Walk”, it employs a concisely familiar form of catchy punk without being overly aggressive or manipulative in the process. With the rhythm section constantly impressing me with its tight coordination, the excellent guitar work making the comparisons to Television even possible, and Macero’s vocals being a constant source of hooks and youthful vibrancy, Celebration packs a very powerful punch that results in it being one of this year’s most satisfying debuts.
Thomas Function - Can’t Say No
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16. Beach House - Devotion
Like many of those who immediately latched onto Beach House’s fantastic self-titled debut in 2006, I kept my admiration for the release no secret. It was an atmospherically beauteous album, flawlessly transcribing humane emotions as diverse as regret, embrace, and heartbreak into a sound that was as much accessible as it was ravishing. Beach House, a two-piece based out of Baltimore consisting of guitarist/keyboardist Alex Scally and vocalist/organist Victoria Legrand, were certainly the center of attention in 2006, as their well-received debut was an album that seemed to find its way onto everyone’s year-end list (it took a respectable #37 on mine). This year, they have reclaimed that same spotlight, with an excellent second album in Devotion that proves even more fulfilling than their debut. Though it may be subtle, Beach House’s own namesake provides for a cleverly suitable effect. Alex Scally and Victoria Legrand craft a sound that ushers the listener away from the hectic rush of complex urbanity, with their style being ceaselessly relaxing without any stylistic mundaneness. Like the location depicted in their namesake, the lushly written songs provide for an escape from petty demands and harsh realities; think of Devotion as a $15, 44-minute vacation. The exquisite “D.A.R.L.I.N.G.” is reminiscent of a lost love ballad from the ’50s or ’60s. Legrand’s vocals and Scally’s guitar progressions are seemingly able to put listeners into an entrancing state, this time being aided by a guitar soaked in reverb and a set of subdued keys. As per usual, Legrand’s vocals are beautifully chilling, being airily husky but giving off a frail sense of imagery in regard to the alluring backing instrumentation. The percussive involvement is always minute, but the lack of involvement makes the delicate nature even more suitably presented in the process. Another aspect that is revived from Beach House’s debut is Legrand’s ability to create a hook using her vocal range alone. Like “D.A.R.L.I.N.G.” and the majority of Devotion, “Gila” is aided by a guitar supplemented by a mixture of keys and organs. Though the bare instrumentation is enough to solicit immediate enjoyment, the moment when Legrand shifts her vocals into a deeper, more sympathetic range by stating, “Don’t you waste your time, no-oh-oh,” it provides for an instant realization in regard to the sheer beauty that the songwriting of Beach House conveys. With songs like these, Beach House’s Devotion is an elegantly beautiful release that sees this talented duo somehow improve upon the excellence of their self-titled debut.
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15. Department of Eagles - In Ear Park
A good majority of people have, at one point in their lives, been forced to live with someone who does not exactly coincide with their standards of life. Roommate horror stories can be as amusing as they are appalling, but everyone recognizes that it is a part of life that most unspoiled individuals have to go through in order to live without a larger financial burden. When Fred Nicolaus and Daniel Rossen were assigned by NYU as roommates in their freshman year of college in 2000, they likely went through the usual semi-awkward introductions. The first few weeks may have passed by without much chemistry, but eventually when they found a common bonding point in music, they knew that luck was on their side. After putting out three EPs and two LPs under the name of The Whitey on the Moon UK, the roommates changed their name to Department of Eagles. Their first two full-lengths, The Whitey on the Moon UK LP and The Cold Nose, saw some moderate success with a stylistic array of electronic pop and sample-based instrumentals, but critics often felt that the releases were too disjointed and cluttered to truly capture a consistent audience. Shortly after the release of The Whitey on the Moon UK LP in 2003, Rossen joined the up-and-coming Grizzly Bear as an additional songwriter and guitarist. However, the two returned to working together shortly, recruiting drummer Chris Bear and bassist Nat Baldwin earlier this year to focus on In Ear Park, the duo’s second album under Department of Eagles. While I was personally impressed with some material that Rossen and Nicolaus have collaborated on prior to In Ear Park, this album is a major stepping stone in both of their developments as songwriters. The album itself was written partly as an ode to childhood, with Rossen making it a tribute of sorts to his recently deceased father. The actual “Ear Park” is a park in Los Angeles in which Rossen and his father used to visit, a touching point of significance when the song is being played. A lo-fi charmer, the duo shuffles through a series of intricately composed guitar arpeggios as Rossen relays his tender voice through a midst of backing strings and twinkling keys. The melody and instrumental capacity is astoundingly beautiful, especially when the subject is in consideration. The following track, “No One Does It Like You”, captures the essence of ‘60s pop in extravagant form. Backing vocals are exceptional here, simultaneously adding to both the rhythm section and enthralling melody in the deep and heightened tones, respectively. “Teenagers” is another key-led spectacle that later bursts into a consuming array of subtle horns and strings, highly indicative of the duo’s impeccably placed value on songwriting and production.
Department of Eagles - No One Does It Like You
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14. British Sea Power - Do You Like Rock Music?
The “sophomore slump” is a term that has been applied a countless number of times for musicians, with indie-rock artists arguably being in that recent undesirable majority. It often proves difficult to attempt to pinpoint the cause for such drop-offs in quality, though I believe much of it can be accredited to the amount of pressure an artist receives from their label, the press, and the masses of fans who follow in their every step. In regard to British Sea Power, I admit that they initially set my expectations at a nearly insurmountable high. I consider their fantastic 2003 debut, The Decline of British Sea Power, to be one of the best debuts of this decade and I continue to give it a listen every so often. After the group released their follow-up, Open Season, in 2005, I found that the result was not something I was too personally enamored with. It was not a bad follow-up by any means, just a step back in the direction that the prevalently ambitious British Sea Power intended to go. With their third album, Do You Like Rock Music?, the album’s title seems hypothetical in relation to the brilliant content it conveys. With it, I have once again regained hope that British Sea Power could indeed be one of the most inventive indie-rock bands of the decade. It all begins suitably with “All In It”, a brooding build-up where a choral vocal accompaniment sings reflectively over the steady beat of a snare drum. Once the song begins to subtly fade out and the murmur of a church organ is the only audible presence, a burst of percussion and high-pitched guitar effects collapse onto one another, creating a monumental hook that sets the tone for the rest of Do You Like Rock Music?. The brilliant “Waving Flags” is arguably the best song that British Sea Power have written since the classic “Carrion”, crafting their trademark sound of epic, guitar-oriented rock into a state of pure bliss. Once the ardently grandiose chorus kicks in, any skeptics of the Brighton-based four-piece will likely cower away. Though the structure remains more consistent and the instrumentation more simplistic, the glimmering “Canvey Island” once again finds its strength in a explosive chorus, fully cemented by a preceding verse and bridge where the murmur of strings are presented over the slight strumming of an electric guitar. Depicting the great North Sea flood of 1953, the suitably named British Sea Power carry the song in full force, touching on feelings on disastrous disbelief as Scott “Yan” Wilkinson resoundly croons, “Don’t you think its strange, you know, the way it all works out? Brace yourself for storms and summer drought.” the beautiful “No Need to Cry” rounds off the album very nicely. Being somewhat of a new approach for British Sea Power, they pull off the sympathetic throwback love ballad with ease. Wilkinson turns his vocal intensity down a notch but compensates it with a lush assortment of guitars, subdued percussion, and cooing backing vocals. Unlike the stadium-sized intensity of the choruses in excellent tracks like “Waving Flags” and “Canvey Island”, “No Need to Cry” uses a more subtle approach in being uplifted by a simplistic sprinkling of keys. Regardless, the result is stunningly beautiful when a violin cleverly emerges from the layers of delicately crafted sound during the song’s final few moments. Do You Like Rock Music? opens, continues, and concludes in the same way: with consistent quality. So, if for some reason, the question of “Do you like rock music?” remains etched in your head, it should be quite easy to answer. In regard to this specific album, the answer is an unhesitant “yes”.
British Sea Power - Waving Flags
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13. The Walkmen - You & Me
Whether or not The Walkmen regressed on You & Me is a topic with two sides to it. Yes, they returned to a style that was more indicative of their first two albums with a higher emphasis on heavily distorted guitars and angular vocal melodies, but there is still a glaring aspect of You & Me that separates itself from any of The Walkmen’s preceding four releases. While percussively aided keyboards were often at the forefront on Everyone Who Pretended to Like Me Is Gone and distorted guitars and yelps comprised most of Bows + Arrows, You & Me serves as arguably the most stylistically multifarious album of their commendably consistent career. Their usual use of overpowering guitars, shimmering keys, and clashing percussion is predominant, but when looking at it by a track-by-track basis it becomes evident that efforts like “On the Water” and “Red Moon” contribute to an album whose stylistic scope remains unpredictably consuming. The swirling mixture of keys and horns in “Red Moon” creates some charmingly melodic circumstances for a topic as simple as romantic longing, while the beginnings of “On the Water” invokes the same sort of exotic imagery that songwriters in the vein of Tom Waits have been so known to generate. As the rumbling of bass underlies a glistening guitar progression, singer Hamilton Leithauser concocts a series of vividly appropriate lyrics. “All the years keep rolling, the decades flying by,” he sings as the guitars pick up pace and the track reverts from a mystical bass-led enigma into a hard-rocking fury. “But ahh, the days are long.” This lyrical realization is complemented superbly by Leithauser’s uniquely invigorating howl, an aspect that is aided by instrumentation that increases in intensity as the track progresses. “Red Moon” and “On the Water” are particularly excellent usages of the band’s tendencies to use natural imagery, an effect that supplements the occasional tranquility of both tracks superbly. In terms of each individual song, the songs are not the most structurally adventurous or melodically intimidating in the band’s catalog, but other gems like the anthemic “In the New Year” and the innovative use of percussion in “Postcards From Tony Islands” should convince listeners that the five-piece have clearly succeeded in crafting one of their most fascinatingly compelling releases to date.
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12. Wolf Parade - At Mount Zoomer
Few bands manage to be as innovative and instantaneously accessible as Wolf Parade, the acclaimed joint project of Spencer Krug and Dan Boeckner. The most impressive thing to me about the two collaborators, however, is not the infectious melodies they create or the constant critical acclaim that comes their way, but rather the stylistic transition that both are able to make seamlessly as they jump from project to project. Both have been renowned as a few of the busiest songwriters in indie-rock and their durability throughout the past several years can mainly attributed to the unique and melodically invigorating aspects that their songwriting triggers. At Mount Zoomer will hardly feel like a sophomore album to most listeners, as both Krug and Boeckner have been employing reminiscent styles in their respective projects of Sunset Rubdown and Handsome Furs ever since Wolf Parade originated. But it is also a common belief to state that Wolf Parade’s debut, Apologies to the Queen Mary, contains the most accessible material from either artist to date, an aspect that arguably derives from intentions to promote their material to a more diversified audience. Krug’s share of material on At Mount Zoomer appears most reminiscent to his work with Sunset Rubdown, with the eerily resounding flair of “Bang Your Drum” and “An Animal in Your Care” employing much of they key-oriented formula over the yelping vocals and consistently revolving song structures that made trademark Sunset Rubdown tracks so memorable. Keeping in mind that At Mount Zoomer comprises of a similar structure in that Krug and Boeckner contribute an even number of separate tracks, I am actually more impressed with Boeckner’s efforts this time around despite Krug’s showings also being expectedly strong. This can be primarily attributed to Boeckner’s increased instrumental virtuosity, as his use of keys and synths has noticeably become more prevalent. This is best evident on “Language City” and “The Grey Estates”, both tracks that utilize an array of sparkling keys in an infectious chorus that is also guided by guitars and rhythmic additives. Despite Boeckner providing for a more consistent offering of quality songwriting, Krug offers one of the best tracks in the excellent “California Dreamer”. Krug’s skills as both a songwriter and excellent keyboardist are in full display as he shifts a minimal introduction of singular keys and backing percussion into a chorus that is the most anthemic and memorable on the album. “I’ll be round, I’ll be round, I’ll be round,” he sings prior to the bridge. “Like a teenager in town where all the other young lovers are found.” It is a moment that is aided purely by the intensifying tempo of deepened keys, a technique that makes the exceptional chorus that follows even more satisfying. A few shrill chords on keys then follow as the fully bolstered rhythm section emerges for the first time. Boeckner’s “Fine Young Cannibals” also serves as a standout, mainly due to a catchy little guitar riff that manages to sound so seductively enthralling over a soulful blend of keys (à la “It’s a Curse”). As the steady delivery of a new wave-like guitar progression eases placidly over concise percussion, it takes over two minutes for the track’s greatest hook to appear. Signaled by the brisk entry of keys, a crescendo of chords flurry over the same guitar progression and intensifying quivers. Keeping in mind that a Krug-Boeckner release without some sort of epic would feel out of place, the concluding “Kissing the Beehive” makes use of both songwriter’s ability to craft alternating song structures within a familiar melody. Though the first several listen will treat nothing to the listener but a few unexpected melodic surprises, each new listen with a better comprehension of the structure provides more in terms of infectiousness and enjoyment. As that track ends, it is easy to note that Krug and Boeckner have once again collaborated for one of the most enjoyable indie-rock releases of the year.
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11. Portishead - Third
Unlike the majority of other groups during the mid ’90s in Britain, Portishead did not become legends by releasing a masterpiece or two alongside a dozen or so middling attempts at reviving glory. Instead, the trio’s status as one of the most mystifyingly ambiguous groups to have an undeniable influence on contemporary music was granted because of sheer quality, not because of an excess of tours or releases. Prior to this year’s release of Third, the group released two albums of new material in the span of 13 years. Both of them, Dummy and Portishead will forever be considered landmark achievements in the genres of trip-hop and atmospheric alternative-pop. Clearly, unless Portishead have something worth releasing, it is not going to see the light of day. This rare ideology continues with Third, an awe-inspiring release that ranks up there with the classic Dummy as being one of the most atmospherically brilliant releases of the past 20 years. Their arrangements are often initially sparse, such as in “The Rip” where only an acoustic guitar and haunting synth pad appears to back Beth Gibbons’ quivering vocals. Like many classic Portishead tracks though, the melodic and instrumental expansion of “The Rip” is what makes the group’s ingenious level of execution so irresistible. As a bassy synth arpeggio backs a lengthily stable croon from Gibbons, a simultaneous percussive ignition occurs as the track steadily fades to black. The vocally brooding nature of “Plastic” and the ethereal, guitar-based murmurs of “We Carry On” may provide indication that Third is Portishead’s least accessible album out of their three, but successive listens will reward even those who are reluctant of the trio’s atmospherically-based talents. Sure, there are less instantaneous hooks, but Third is a grower whose genius is slowly unveiled with careful audible precision. For immediate enjoyment though, a track like the appropriately titled “Machine Gun” (with its percussive bursts) and the melodically enchanting “Hunter”, the latter which proves to be one of Portishead’s most captivating efforts. Haunting is often a common word to describe Portishead’s atmospheric brilliance, and never has being haunted been so enjoyable. A sheer piece of atmospheric perfection, Third is an album to be treasured by fans of Portishead and newcomers alike.
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30. Air France - No Way Down EP
This feature may be called the “Top 50 Albums of 2008”, but the title alone does not give me enough justice to dismiss arguably the finest EP of the year in Air France’s No Way Down. Throughout the six tracks and 23 minutes that make up this fine EP, the Swedish duo crafts an audible world that is both magical and enlightening, with the effective atmospheric capabilities displayed being reminiscent of the Avalanches’ classic Since I Left You in its ambitious sample-led scope and sheer melodic aptitude. With twittering brass, sweeping strings, radiant synthesizers, and a variety of samples that are often comprised of pleasant sounds like the chirping of birds or the sounds of a seashore, No Way Down takes the listener to a world where relaxation and lighthearted innocence are at the forefront. A track like “No Excuses”, with its reflective keys and heavy chorus, sounds like it would be perfectly associated with the joyful state of a party-filled tropical island, while “Collapsing at Your Doorstep” invokes a similar fantasy world-setting that proves to be more emotionally resounding with a vocal sample and accompanying strings that are gradually accompanied by an evolving use of percussion, bass, and guitar. The prominent samples throughout “Collapsing at Your Doorstep” (taken from the ’80s TV series “Beauty and the Beast”) all feature the voices of children, a remarkably effective technique that perfectly initiates the feelings of that certain period in childhood when innocence allowed even the most trivial thing in life to utterly amaze you. The brilliant “June Evenings” sees the group increase their focus on pop music while still maintaining their atmospheric ingenuity. The instrumentation is more vigorous, but certain effects like the melodic whistling during the chorus, the subtly enriching bass line, and the calming female vocals that consume the verses make “June Evenings” one of the best tracks of the year. Forget the fact that No Way Down is too short to be a full-length; it is truly one of the most innovative releases of the year, EP or not.
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29. Sigur Rós - Með suð í eyrum við spilum endalaust
When attempting to describe the work of Sigur Rós, I have come across many people who opt to jump right into the fact that the Icelandic four-piece occasionally sing in Vonlenska, a made-up language concocted by the band’s members. Frontman Jónsi Birgisson has explained time and time again that it is purely meant to act as a melodic aid for the voice in songs where lyrical content is deemed irrelevant in comparison to the harmony and level of ardency that the vocals emit. Birgisson’s explanation is certainly a better indication of Sigur Rós’ method of success than those who only know the group for overly exposed linguistic purposes. What remains true is that Sigur Rós are one of the most emotionally demanding acts of the decade, and it is the reason why they have become so influential to western fans and artists alike who cannot understand a lick of what Birgisson is saying. This emotional leverage that the powerful instrumentation conveys is comparable to the role of classical music during the Romantic period, a very common comparison that is synonymous with the group’s classical and minimalistic influences. The group’s fifth album, Með suð í eyrum við spilum endalaust, is a continuation upon their expectedly domineering orchestral instrumentation, though it also sees them shying away from the minimalistic concepts that were so abundant during their first few albums. This is best seen on “Gobbledigook” and “Inní mér syngur vitleysingur”, where a brisk progression of keys commands perhaps the most playful melody that the group has written. Strings make their emergence during the second verse, but they are now a supplement of the keys rather than an unavoidable force. While there is certainly a heavier emphasis on brisk keys and traditional guitar progressions throughout the album, tracks like the ethereal “Góðan daginn” and the epic build-up of “Festival” are a return to Sigur Rós’ classic mold. The true beauty of Með suð í eyrum við spilum endalaust, though, is that the group is able to succeed in both new and old stylistic endeavors.
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28. Hercules and Love Affair - Hercules and Love Affair
Though his talented songwriting is worth considerable praise alone, fans of Antony Hegarty often find it easiest to distinguish the English singer/songwriter by his voice, an enjoyably unique feature that ranges several octaves and encompasses a striking delivery that is practically impossible to rival. It is the type of voice that sounds good over any style of music accompanying it, mainly because of the raw skill and emotional capacity Antony pours into it. Recognizing the vocalist’s talent, Andrew Butler wrote “Blind” and showed it to Antony in 2003 with the intent of getting him to do the vocals. The two finished the track and then pushed it aside, planning to come back to it later. It was not until a year later when the urgings of Antony encouraged Butler to revive the track and perhaps an entirely new project altogether, resulting in the eventual birth of Hercules & Love Affair. As can be heard on their eponymous debut, Butler’s emphasis on dance and disco presents wildly exciting circumstances for Hercules & Love Affair, especially considering that he has the help of Antony, who adds his vocals to half of the tracks on Hercules & Love Affair’s debut. Those accustomed to Antony’s delicate piano-laden ballads may find it initially difficult to grasp the new style, but Antony does a remarkable job throughout the release and simply solidifies the belief that his vocal delivery sounds good over just about anything. Raise Me Up”. It illustrates Butler’s sensational songwriting, Tim Goldsworthy’s sparkling production, and Antony’s invigorating vocal form in simultaneously impressive form, with the constant urging of a seductive bass line being the underlying factor of remembrance. Antony soulfully croons over the simplistically powerful rhythm section during the song’s first several moments, all until a lethal hook is introduced by the impulsive offerings of brass and keys. The chorus sees an expansion of instrumentation over a handful of vocal tracks, all being highlighted by Antony’s soaring vocals. Both the chorus and verses are equally irresistible, being reminiscent of quality disco and dance in more ways than one. “Blind” is the most recognizable Hercules & Love Affair track for good reason, with its variety being the most alluring element. For all six minutes it remains unpredictable, exciting, and bursting with an array of engaging hooks. The only repetition is intentionally done so in order to relive highlights; Butler does not waste time repeating moments worth forgetting on this remarkable debut.
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27. Okkervil River - The Stand Ins
Like David Berman and Mark Eitzel, Okkervil River frontman Will Sheff has a growing reputation as one of the most poignantly effective lyricists in indie-rock. As Okkervil River’s album last year, The Stage Names, displayed with its occasional metaphorical musings regarding the correlation between life as a performing artist and life’s hardships, the topics do not always have to pertain to loneliness, regret, and unrequited love to result in success (though they have always remained common themes throughout Sheff’s work). In addition, Okkervil River’s style of play has never quite coincided with the typical output of someone as lyrically inclined as Sheff. A clever fusion of folk and indie-rock, the songs are often so infectious that the irresistible melodies may tend to overshadow Sheff’s lyrical content. As a result though, the tracks have a considerable amount of replay value for the cumulative ; it is a special aspect that is displayed once again on the group’s fifth full-length album, The Stand Ins. There is no central thematic focus on The Stand Ins when compared to the constant perceptions of pop culture throughout The Stage Names, but Sheff’s multifarious ability to write consuming songs and lyrical additives that involve real-life circumstances carries the album to similar heights. “Singer Songwriter” sees one of the band’s folkier efforts come to life as Sheff relays the expectations involved in a monetarily successful family. “You come from wealth, yeah you got wealth,” he sings. “What a bitch they didn’t give you much else.” As far as establishing classics goes, “Lost Coastlines” is one of the best efforts Okkervil River have released with its mixture of throwback pop and indie-rock. Sheff lowers the pitch of his voice slightly during a chorus that is backed heavily by a bass line that sounds like it was borrowed from some ‘60s pop classic. He brings his voice back to normal range when the energetic chorus enters and a series of “la la la” outbursts are accompanied by a fleetful guitar and later a majestic mixture of horns and strings. As usual for this consistently excellent group, The Stage Names is another enjoyable addition to Okkervil River’s glowing discography.
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26. Explorers Club - Freedom Wind
Most artists who rely on an outdated style to achieve success are often left in the dust, realizing that their primary mistake lied in not attempting any form of innovation that would uniquely captivate the listener. I doubt that you will ever read a review or feature about The Explorers Club that does not mention Brian Wilson or The Beach Boys, but the South Carolina-based seven-piece manages to pull it off so ingeniously that their own originality shines through on every track throughout their debut, Freedom Wind. “Don’t Forget the Sun” is a perfect example of why The Explorers’ Club take on nostalgic ’60s pop is one of the best interpretations of the past several years. The overlapping vocal harmonies that take place during the track resembles Wilson’s most melodically invigorating moments, with the warm clap-based rhythm section, sprinkling of keys, and sporadic bursts of brass attributing to the immediate infectiousness as well. Three members in The Explorers Club share vocal duties and they do a fantastic job all throughout the album, most notably on “Hold Me Tight”, the lush “Safe Distance”, and the twangy “In the Country”. All of them look to be in their 20s as well, making their ability to capture the greatest moments of ’60s pop and surf-rock even more impressive. Many of those who were already familiar with The Explorers Club will also recognize “Forever”, a track from their debut EP that seemed to capture the most buzz among music publications. Its contemporary take on ’60s pop makes “Forever” somewhat reminiscent of That Thing You Do! soundtrack and other somewhat recent movies whose scores are focused on an accessible vein of throwback pop, which also means that visions of The Beach Boys, The Beatles, and The Zombies remain heavily prevalent in the process. Soaring falsettos, big-time hooks, and grandiose choruses… they can all be found on Freedom Wind, one of the most delightfully consuming debut albums of the year.
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25. Xiu Xiu - Women As Lovers
When frontman Jamie Stewart announced late last year that Xiu Xiu’s sixth studio album, Women as Lovers, would be “more approachable or communicative on a basic human level” than any of the band’s previous releases, a substantial number of fans likely scratched their heads in disbelief. After all, it had always been a form of anguished unpredictability that made Xiu Xiu a contemporary staple in the genre of experimental art-rock, with additional unconventional structural techniques making compatible similarities to other artists seemingly impossible. With past lyrical content that included perverse sexual fantasies, grotesque fetishes, and descriptive violence—often supplemented by instrumentation that would be easily classified as avant-garde—Stewart has always been rightfully credited as being a poetically brilliant lyricist, with an ability to write songs that treat the listener to simultaneous feelings of heartrending romanticism and uneasiness difficult to match. Such history can beg a simple question: Just how “more approachable” is Women as Lovers when compared to Xiu’s Xiu’s past releases? The album’s most accessible and initially satisfying track, “No Friends Oh!”, serves as excellent indication of the group’s efforts to promote this new emphasis. Apart from showcasing some of Stewart’s most fulfilling songwriting of his career, the song serves as a nostalgic reminder of Xiu Xiu tracks where pop-oriented hooks reigned supreme over eerily sparse instrumental content. It beckons accessibility in the same way that “Save Me Save Me” and “I Luv the Valley Oh!” did, mixing unpredictably appealing verses with a consistently explosive chorus of epic proportions. “Tommy and Dan, you can’t hold hands”, Stewart sings in his lovably torturous croon during the chorus, enhanced by an remarkably layered brass progression that remains slightly out of key for rewarding effect. “Who cares you’re gay / But it’s your age / No friends oh”. Like the lyrical content on “No Friends Oh!”, a common theme throughout Women as Lovers appears to be the vile form of corruption that society has on the children that are forcibly exposed to it. With a chilling organ and delicate guitar progression, “Black Keyboard” relays the tarnishing effect on a child in a home of vile mental and sexual abuse. “Be free, laugh at your son / A child is nothing without hate”, Stewart sings, with a touch of sarcasm ringing in his quivering vocals. He coaxes up imagery throughout the album in tragically impressive form, whether it be of a child being pushed on a swing by a deranged mother on “Black Keys”, an infant who dies of parental neglect in “Gayle Lynn”, or the social reject who pops both Percocet and pimples on “White Nerd”. Though few would have predicted that Xiu Xiu would increase their already empowering form of ambitiousness, Women as Lovers capitalizes on it as yet another bold and consistently satisfying release in Xiu Xiu’s discography. Like its preceding releases, Women as Lovers is a grower that will warmly reward listeners who give it the time it deserves.
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24. Paul Weller - 22 Dreams
Upon reflection of Paul Weller’s respectable career, it makes little sense why he would feel any incentive to release a sprawling album like 22 Dreams, the lengthiest and arguably most stylistically diverse album of his 30+ year span as a songwriter. After all, anyone with even the slightest understanding of The Modfather’s illustrious discography as both a solo artist and frontman of The Jam and The Style Council would already recognize him as being one of the most successfully eclectic songwriters to come out of England in the past several decades; he simply has nothing left to prove. He is a passionate musician though, and thankfully for all of us he has been ceaseless in his work. Weller’s ninth solo album, 22 Dreams, manages to simultaneously capture glimpses of his stylistic past while introducing a batch of newly attempted styles to the mix. Considering that the album boasts over 68 minutes of new material that spans over two discs, there is plenty of room for it too. An accustomed format for contemporary double albums has been for one side to inherit the louder and more instrumentally involved tracks, with the other side being more depictive of an artist’s subdued side. Rather than abiding by such limited conventionalism, Weller has created a cohesive flow that allows his multifarious vision to flourish without stylistic repetition bogging it down. Weller had intended 22 Dreams to be a thematic attempt at capturing the changing of seasons and the structure alone does a remarkable job of that; the subtleties are displayed through the transitional tendencies of each proceeding track. The first several tracks commendably serve as the introductory indication of Weller’s diversified approach on the album; “Late Nights” is an acoustically charged folk ballad with Celtic ties, “22 Dreams” and “All I Wanna Do (Is Be With You)” are traditional radio-friendly Weller solo tracks in their infectious uses of R&B and traditional British rock, and “Have You Made Up Your Mind possesses an irresistible chorus that demonstrates Weller’s knack for soul and rock. In fact, if organs and keys had a more active role in “Have You Made Up Your Mind”, it would serve as the most distinctive reminder of The Style Council’s lovable flair. The latter end of the second disc takes a more experimental turn, seeing Weller turn to the workings of a piano ballad in “Invisible”, the spoken-word acoustics of “God”, and the electronic ambiance of “111”. What tracks like these have done is separate Weller from the clichéd alternative-rock that other aging artists put out shamefully these days. The difference with Weller is that he has maintained a majestic vision that is consistently worthy of production for over 30 years, a sentiment illustrated deeply on 22 Dreams Apart from being the most eclectic and resourcefully imaginative solo album of Weller’s career
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23. Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - Dig, Lazarus, Dig!!!
If someone were to ask me to associate the word “prolific” with any contemporary artist, there is a reasonable chance that Nick Cave would be the first name that came to my mind. I am certainly not alone on this either, as the Australian songwriter has been one of the most critically acclaimed artists since his first solo release in 1984. Prior to that, his existence as the frontman for gothic post-punkers The Birthday Party proved to be merely a preview of one of our generation’s most talented and topically multifarious songwriters. This acclaim is impressive for several reasons, the most prominent being the prolific number of releases he has stringed together since the mid ‘80s. It has become a common practice for Cave to release a new album every one or two years, making it astonishing that there is not one album out of his dozen or so that can be called a failure or even mediocre. With that being said, the fact that Dig, Lazarus, Dig!!! is one of his most accomplished releases is very impressive. While it does not echo the elegant morbidity of classics like The Boatman’s Call, its sharp production and high involvement of guitars and organs remains somewhat reminiscent of another Cave classic in Let Love In. The focus of several songs coincides with Cave’s trademark scenarios of the bizarre, broken hearted, and religiously overzealous, while his fusion of rock, gospel, and blues is also at the forefront. The stylistic variation presented in each track providing the utmost suitability for the topic at hand, like in the brooding “Jesus of the Moon” where thick acoustics and menacing strings complement religious allusions that foreshadow an apocalypse of some sort, most likely pertaining to romance. In terms of livelier but just as successful efforts, “Today’s Lesson” is led by a thunderous bass line and droning keyboard that emits pure infectiousness. The topic here is an ambiguous and ironic look at prostitution, even if Cave says bluntly that the lesson is “something about the corruption of the working class”. It is all part of his charm though, and after nearly three decades of listening to his material there are only a few people foolish enough to doubt Cave’s ability.
Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - Today’s Lesson
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22. No Age - Nouns
In addition to attending free gigs that are only a few blocks away, it must certainly be a thrill to be a part of fledging local music scene. After a local band becomes massively successful, I can only imagine the feeling acquired when looking back upon the days when they were performing in a friend’s garage, simply classifying the experience as something that saw a part of a group’s evolutionary process toward productivity. Those active in Los Angeles’ scene - particularly at one of the city’s most famous venus, the Smell - have experienced local success stories before, but there were few that came close to the acclaim of No Age this year. Upon releasing their second album, Nouns, the local duo began receiving glowing reviews, resulting in a massive amount of exposure and their participation in gigs with quality acts like Times New Viking and Liars. The critical success was not much of a surprise for those who had followed the band since their 2005 inception, but the amount of listens that the album was receiving proved quite shocking considering the style of music that No Age plays. While often inventively enticing, their lo-fi interpretation of noise-rock is neither accessible nor instantaneously memorable. However, lying behind the fuzz, distortion, and repeated samples throughout Nouns, hidden gems will start to emerge with each successive listen. This is likely why the album’s recognition has only hardly faded since its May release. “Teen Creeps”, despite uneventful transitions and a repetitive melody, sounds like a lost gem from a late ’80s punk compilation with its three-chord fixtures and fuzzed production. Their use of electronic elements can be seen in the excellent “Things I Did When I Was Dead”, where the duo implements a near spoken-word set of vocals over guitars and two simultaneous samples, one of which sounds like a clown honking his nose and the other like a high-pitched . The elements within the songs are often a guessing game, but the high degree of success that often occurs is not. “Cappo” proves as one of the album’s more accessible efforts with its typical indie-rock flair, sporting a guitar-led hook in the chorus that sees a cross between grunge and power-pop. “Sleeper Hold” reaps greatly from a similar aspect with an even more explosive hook, once again hidden rewardingly over a plethora of distortion and muddled rhythm. To fully enjoy Nouns is a benefit that comes with successive listens for many people, but I can assure you that this album deserves the time required of it.
No Age - Things I Did When I Was Dead
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21. Lil Wayne - Tha Carter III
Oh, what can I possibly say about this album to justify its placement? So many things were said leading up to the anticipated release of Tha Carter III that no one knew whether it was going to be a landmark masterpiece or a colossal disaster. As it turns out, neither classification applies. To be simple, Lil Wayne’s latest is simply an extremely solid collection of songs that provides a great mixture of star-studded hip-hop (“Mr. Carter”), smoothly infectious soul and gospel (“Comfortable”), and “hip-pop” (“Got Money”, “Lollipop”) . The production is sharper, the guests are brighter, and the songs are catchier than Tha Carter III’s two older siblings, but some may debate the flow and stylistic customization of the effort. To me, the range presented does nothing but show why people are primarily attracted to Lil Wayne in the first place; whatever he says – no matter when presented over synth-based hip-hop beats or suave guitar progressions – is thoroughly entertaining. Whether he raps about fixing an uncreative hip-hop track using medical metaphors over a jazzy percussive beat in the excellent “Dr. Carter” or tunes in over Betty Wright and a guitar line very typical of the ’80s in “Playin’ with Fire”, Lil Wayne is inarguably one of the most entertaining performers active today. For material more indicative of his typical hip-hop flair, it is difficult to beat something with the insatiable flow of “3 Peat” or the hooky chorus of “Mr. Carter”. Even two of Kanye West’s cuts – “Shoot Me Down” and “Let the Beat Build” – prove engaging in seeing how Lil Wayne alters his delivery over brooding bass-led pop or sample-led soul, respectively. In each case, Lil Wayne’s output remains synonymous of his typical form, with guests like Robin Thicke taking over the choruses for an additionally focused hook. As usual though, whenever Lil Wayne appears on a track, it has a sort of quality that only he can uniquely achieve through a shockingly astute grasp on pop culture. Oh, and that little thing called skill.
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40. Kristoffer Ragnstam - Wrong Side of the Room
We all knew that it was only a matter of time before a Swedish pop artist made this list, and I will also admit that Kristoffer Ragnstam will not be the last before this year’s best-of concludes. I first took notice of Ragnstam when he released a great single in “Breakfast by the Mattress”, a sly effort that saw his practical use of fast-paced indie-pop flourish with irresistible melodies and gleeful hooks. Accessibly enjoyable melodies and hooks in Swedish indie-pop? Who would have known? Well, Ragnstam’s second album, Wrong Side of the Room, provides a wildly accessible look at some of the catchiest pop music to derive from the musically incessant country of Sweden in 2008. “Swing That Tambourine” is a gleeful sing-along that finds Ragnstam reciting the track’s title during a chorus filled with anthemic guitar lines and vocal outbursts, with the latter being a trademark of Ragnstam’s crisply invigorating delivery. “Happy Mistakes” may be the album’s most impressive effort with the stark contrast between the verse and chorus; the verse stems off of keys and guitars that gradually increase in force, while the chorus delivers a suave and seductively brisk accompaniment that sees keys and wind instruments collide for a compellingly memorable conclusion. The final minute or so sounds somewhat like a ‘70s spy flick, which is just one of the reasons why Ragnstam’s simplistically effective pop music remains so memorable. Other tracks like “Sorry for Being the Man of 1000 Questions” showcase his occasional synth-rock premise, while “2008” finds a seamless transition between acoustic and electric accompaniments that eventually finds catchy progression of high-pitched keys concluding each chorus. While his songs may be too simplistically orchestrated for those seeking avant-garde pop music, there are few albums this year that are as instantaneously infectious as Wrong Side of the Room.
Kristoffer Ragnstam - Happy Mistakes
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39. The Bug - London Zoo
He has recorded under six main projects and released over one dozen full-length albums in the past decade, but Kevin Martin still remains an elusive figure despite his undeniable contribution to the recently invigorated genre of dubstep. In the process, Martin’s variety of projects have allowed him to explore other genres like jazzcore and industrial hip-hop to an investigative extent, providing him with experience that most electronic artists foolishly dismiss as being stylistically irrelevant. Ever since his debut release, Techno Animal’s Ghosts in 1991, Martin has been building this type of experience gradually but productively, as this year’s release of The Bug’s London Zoo has proven. It is saying quite a bit that London Zoo is his most eclectic release yet, as Martin has never shown a reluctance to tread in stylistic territories that would be deemed abnormally progressive for artists who primarily specialize in dubstep and other forms of electronica led by bass and samplers. What London Zoo does so brilliantly is capitalize on Martin’s experience as a songwriter and his skills as a producer, resulting in something that sprinkles industrial hip-hop, dancehall, and grime into his mastered interpretation of dubstep. To add variety, he enlisted a different vocal performer on each track, basing his choices on the overall mood and pace of the track. It is an excellent collaborative method that makes the album even more redeeming. For example, Martin makes excellent use of Killa P’s sonorous delivery and his prevalent reggae-based influence to capitalize on the ominous, bass-led fury of “Skeng”, while Tippa Irie’s irate delivery makes for several discordantly appropriate political statements during the percussive stampede of “Angry”. Upon first listen, the tone of some tracks may sound irritated and disoriented, but with each successive play the listener will begin to realize the album’s success in delivering something that is both infectious and emotionally responsive. This in addition to Martin’s stellar production makes The Bug one of the finest electronic releases of the year.
The Bug - Angry (feat. Tippa Irie)
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38. The Ruby Suns - Sea Lion
With the Internet now allowing anyone to access music from virtually any country they please, it has become a common practice for artists to integrate worldly influences into their initial sound. This high level of accessibility has made it convenient for some to expand their linear cultural perspective, but I would imagine that many would argue that a true cultural experience is accurately related to traveling to a country and experiencing it first-hand yourself. I imagine that Ryan McPhun, frontman for The Ruby Suns, would agree with this ideology quite well. A native of California, McPhun always had an interest in different cultures and countries, showing just that by moving to New Zealand in 2004 and forming The Ruby Suns while he was there. Prior to this move though, McPhun traveled around Africa and Thailand to quench his thirst for cultural exploration. A music fan all his life, he also took with him a different musical perspective after being personally exposed to the different types of art in each of the countries he visited. McPhun released The Ruby Suns’ self-titled debut in 2006 to some notice, though to an extent that was incomparable to their second album, Sea Lion. This 2008 release saw McPhun reach into his worldly repertoire and pull out a collection of songs that were both strikingly original and culturally influenced. Gems like “Oh, Mojave” and “Tane Mahuta” borrow trademarks of Latin folk to integrate into the group’s psychedelic-pop leanings brilliantly. “Tane Mahuta” is even sung in M?ori, an Eastern Polynesian dialect that is one of the official languages of New Zealand. For the tracks that sound a little more like home, “There Are Birds” is one of the standouts that are led by psychedelic-pop with a warmly reverberating mixture of keys and fuzzy guitars over McPhee’s tranquil vocal harmonies. With tracks that are both culturally resounding and melodically appealing, Sea Lion is a uniquely successful album with one the most ambitious scopes you are likely to find for an indie-pop group.
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37. Love Is All - A Hundred Things Keep Me Up at Night
Love Is All’s contagious formula of punk-tinged guitar progressions, devilishly triumphant uses of brass, and intricately bustling rhythm sections was so ingeniously engineered on their debut, Nine Times That Same Song, that it would be a crime to call the result even slightly derived; it simply did not fit in with either stereotypical Swedish indie-rock or western derivatives of punk music. Instead, the Swedish five-piece crafted a sound of their own that proved as successful as the plethora of hooks in their songs. As a result, you can probably imagine how gruesome it was for fans to wait three years for a follow-up. However, when A Hundred Things Keep Me Up at Night was finally released, most listeners were satisfied to hear that Love Is All did not change their stylistic make-up at all. Josephine Olausson maintains the same mixture of gleeful yelps and fastidiously passionate displays of emotion and the rest of the group engineers a countless number of hooks over their hectically melodic display of guitars, bass, keys, and brass. One of the album’s clear highlights is “A More Uncertain Future”. Olausson begins the track in a subdued manner when compared to the other brisker tracks, backed nearly exclusively by an expanding rhythm section as the slight overtone of an electric guitar gradually takes over prior to the emergence of keys. Olausson and Nicholaus Sparding both sing quite equally on the track, with the format being representative of a crumbling relationship as each vocalist relays the perspective of each significant other. Just like on “Felt Tip”, Sparding eventually takes over as vocalist to complement Olausson’s previous sentiments, only this time he takes on a larger role as he emerges after each verse. In a more excitable vein, the rush of guitars and heavy bass on “Movie Romance” reminisces their punk leanings to a larger extent with an explosive chorus in which Olausson and Sparding turn up their harmonizing abilities once again. “Last Choice” and “Wishing Well” feature choruses with a large emphasis on twinkling keys, and verses that see little more than a steady bass line and Olausson’s fervent vocals overlap for an effect that many fans of Nine Times That Same Song should find familiarly invigorating. For old fans of Love Is All and new ones alike, A Hundred Things Keep Me Up at Night is a surefire success.
Love Is All - A More Uncertain Future
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36. Bryan Scary & The Shredding Tears - Flight of the Knife
I remember finding myself in a state of regret when I discovered Bryan Scary & The Shredding Tears’ debut early last year. With its portrayal of infectious ‘60s pop clashing fluidly with thematically invigorating forms of contemporary indie-rock, the quality exhibited would have likely stuck it in the top 20 of my “Best Albums of 2006” had I found it a few months earlier. That being said, my inattentiveness was not at hand for this year’s inclusion of their second album, Flight of the Knife. This effort finds the Brooklyn-based songwriter continue upon his emphasis on ’60s pop, though this time around his backing live band, The Shredding Tears, make their studio debut in fantastic form; their addition to Scary’s immense level of creativity expands his scope of ambition even more. It allows Scary to provide more variation in both songwriting and instrumentation, with the obstacle of playing every single instrument an album to sheer perfection now being diminished substantially. His focus here is clearly on the songwriting, an aspect of the album that proves utterly outstanding. His style remains as an operatic version of ’60s pop, providing for a very interesting twist on nostalgic pop music. Still though, Scary manages to not be overly pretentious in his interpretation of throwback pop, providing contemporary indie-rock snippets like the catchy “Imitation of the Sky” in addition to nostalgic pop gems like both versions of “Flight of the Knife” and the contagious key-led intricacies of “Venus Ambassador”. Like their debut, Bryan Scary & The Shredding Tears’ Flight of the Knife serves as one of the most ambitiously impressive and downright infectious albums of the year.
Bryan Scary & The Shredding Tears - Flight of the Knife (Part Two)
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35. Kanye West - 808s & Heartbreak
Up until the release of 808s & Heartbreak, it seemed like the only thing that was not controversial about Kanye West was the style of music he was pursuing on his first three albums. His singularly unique style of hip-hop, often with sharp production and soul-tinged samples, was something that seemingly everyone could get on board with. With a nice collection of Grammys, chart-topping albums and singles, and universal recognition as one of the most prominent producers in the world, West had no reason to alter his stylistic direction to achieve some sort of higher monetary success. His first three albums, all generally similar in style, were critically acclaimed for good reason, so the reason to pursue something completely new on 808s & Heartbreak must have been rooted entirely in some sort of emotional transition, right? After separating from his fiancée and coping with his mother’s death, a return to the jovial, radio-friendly appeal of a track like “Champion” did not appear to be in the near future. Instead, West chose to explore his fascination with electronica and synth-pop. As the first part of the album’s title indicates, automated electronic percussion is a standard throughout the album, along with the controversial use of Auto-Tune. The effect sometimes appears distracting, like in the Lil’ Wayne-guested “See You in My Nightmares”, but other efforts like “Paranoid” and “Heartless” see how it can be implemented successfully in both fast-paced hip-hop and somber soul music. Though the newer version of “Robocop” has been classified as being inferior to the original version, it is hard to deny the power of the chorus’ hook in which twinkling keys and strings overlap over a vocal melody that appears as West’s most upbeat on the entire album. “Paranoid”, on the other hand, sees synth-pop and hip-hop collide for something that may be one of the most impressive tracks West has released in his already storied career. While the new stylistic direction of 808s & Heartbreak may turn off some fans, West’s approach often proves immensely successful for anyone with an open state of mind.
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34. Amadou & Mariam – Welcome to Mali
Ever since they met in 1975 at Mali’s Institute for the Young Blind, Mariam Doumbia and Amadou Bagayoko have been inseparable. After they were married in 1980, Bagayoko made the transition from an aspiring solo artist to performing in a duo with a collaborative partner. Who was the other musician? Well, none other than his new wife, Mariam, of course. Since then, the duo has become one of the most respected performers from Mali and later Western Africa as a whole. They have been one of the acts that are prominently influential in the exposition of world music to young listeners, making it both accessible and fascinatingly cultural in the process. Their style in the ’80s was stark in its featuring of little more than a guitar and vocals, but their breakthrough period in the late ’90s saw them turn their focus to a more rock-oriented sound that was still heavily backed by influences pertaining to the traditional music of Mali. Their mixture of western rock with traditional Mali music has seen the duo play with anything from funk to electronica, with all of their albums in the past decades receiving critical acclaim all throughout the world. Their newest album, Welcome to Mali, is just as its title indicates: an extremely accessible journey into musical influences typical of Mali culture. The accessibility stems with how seamlessly Amadou & Mariam are able integrate western and African sounds, perhaps best shown in the Damon Albarn-produced “Sabali”. Properly acting as the album’s debuting single, “Sabali” incorporates Mariam’s distinctively edifying vocals over a synth-led beat. For someone who has cut so many out of Gorillaz, Albarn’s incorporated brilliance is not a surprise. A simplistic synth line is the tracks’ heartbeat throughout the entire duration, gradually backed by a whirling array of glittering synths that grows in prominence as the duo’s vocals increase in audibility. Along with other more culturally resounding gems like “Ce N’est Pas Bon” and “Djama”, “Sabali” heads a very impressive album.
Amadou & Mariam - Sabali
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33. School of Language – Sea to Shore
Though there are a few exceptions, there are admittedly not many solo artists who have matched or exceeded the quality exhibited in the main project from which they initially found recognition off of. After all, it is usually done after either the aforementioned main project breaks up or loses all credibility. Peter Brewis’ decision to go ahead and form his solo project, School of Language, was not because of either reason, as the band’s most recent release, Tones of Town, is one of their best and they are still together (though currently “on break” to try their hand at some other projects, like Brewis and his brother, Peter, have been doing). As one of the three members in Field Music, Brewis has proven to be a vital contributor toward the brand’s engaging sound, with his vocal and multi-instrumental work being highly impressive. Enjoyably enough, School of Language’s debut, Sea from Shore, does not stray too far stylistically from the shimmering pop flair of Field Music. Like his previous work with the band, Brewis produces admirable nods to pop greats in the vein of XTC and Brian Wilson, intertwining accessibility and melodic aptitude for an appeasing experience. The project’s differences are primarily on an instrumental emphasis, as Field Music’s Tones of Town held a similar form of instrumental dexterity but there was a larger abundance of keys and orchestral elements in the vein of strings and brass. Just because it is not a grandiose chamber-pop spectacle does not mean it suffers in any way though. In fact, the more personable nature presented on Sea from Shore allows Brewis to produce what a proficient solo project should sound like. While the emphasis on instrumentation may be marginalized in complexity, the melodies are as strong as ever. “Disappointment ‘99” remains to me as one of my favorite songs of the year. Brewis uses his form of vocal ingenuity brilliantly in the bridge, mimicking the quick chords of a high-pitched guitar with a shrill shriek. Surprisingly, that only serves as one of the song’s hooks, with the sole plucking of a guitar guiding a percussion-less form of Brit-pop during the chorus’ final moments (with vocals provided by Futurehead David Craig) also being aptly enjoyable.
School of Language - Disappointment ‘99
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32. Silver Jews - Lookout Mountain, Lookout Sea
Widely touted as one of the best lyricists of the indie-rock era, David Berman has grown to be one of the most venerable figures in rock music ever since his emergence in the early ’90s. Some of songs could appear eerily auto-biographical to any listener, while the contents of other tracks seem odd in a way that they could only exist in some atypical universe. A band whose lineup has changed constantly throughout its two decades in existence, the current lineup consists of nothing more than Berman and his wife, Cassie. Her most noteworthy presence on the Silver Jews’ excellent sixth album, Lookout Mountain, Lookout Sea, is on “Suffering Jukebox”, where she takes lead during the chorus. It provides for a remarkable transition between Berman’s deep and narrative vocals, as she is transitionally melodic over the expanding use of backing guitars. Berman delivers the lyrical meat with his somberly charged vocals and his wife delivers the melodic hook; it is a situation where fans of both lyrical and melodic content should find solace. As far as stylistic mongers go, country-rock has always been present in most material by Berman, and this track along with “We Could Be Looking for the Same Thing” is an enjoyable indication of just that. “My Pillow is the Threshold” may end up being a classic from Berman, as it echoes the sort of bleak desperation and hopelessness that Berman has delivered so effectively for the past 20 years. “Because the pillow that I dream on is the threshold of a kingdom,” he sings. “Is a threshold of a world where I’m with you.” Compared to his wife’s enjoyable presence on “Suffering Jukebox”, Berman exemplifies how he can take complete control of a song’s hook. His method is less melodic and more emotionally involved, with the slight quiver in his vocals creating the impression that Berman is indeed the victim of the anecdote at hand. The genuine tone of Berman’s voice, his poetic brilliance, and the raw power he is able to convey through a performance are aspects that have made Silver Jews such a brand name. On Lookout Mountain, Lookout Sea, listeners are simply convinced even more of his authenticity.
Silver Jews - My Pillow is the Threshold
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31. Elbow - The Seldom Seen Kid
Bands that tend to improve with each release are a rare sight indeed. As bleak as it may sound, there are plenty of one-hit wonders and too few artists that withstand time and prove durable enough to learn from their own experience in a quest for incessant improvement. This is especially rare among contemporary artists, many of which appear too obsessed with monetary matters to stick with something that may not be initially successful. Finding initial success was never an issue for the British five-piece, Elbow, as they were nominated for the Mercury Music Prize with their debut album, Asleep in the Back, in 2001. What came next, though, could have been a devastating affair in seeing a group potentially chase the success of their first album embarrassingly, just like many other groups that foolishly believe that expanding upon an album or style is somehow detrimental to future success. Elbow made the wise choice though; they enhanced their sound to make it fuller, more exotic, and more intricate, with their songwriting and production also becoming more noteworthy with each successive release. Even more impressively, they chose to actually win the prize that they fell short of in 2001, releasing their fourth album, The Seldom Seen Kid, in 2008 and winning the esteemed Mercury Prize in the process. That they beat Radiohead’s In Rainbows and Burial’s Untrue was surprising to me, but I certainly felt that it was one of the best nominees and certainly well-deserved. Listening to the stunning “Grounds for Divorce” can attest to why such a choice was made, as I believe it to be one of the best songs of the year. With the backing harmonies invoking a sing-along effect of a very bluesy progression, the introduction to the song almost seems like a nod to Chicago blues and its integration of electric guitars and Delta blues. The chorus exists in an entirely different spectrum though, as it sees Elbow revert back to comfortable Brit-rock as Guy Garvey sings, “There’s a hole in my neighborhood, down which of late I cannot help but fall”. Other remarkable efforts include the progressive “The Bones of You” and the majestic “Mirrorball”, the latter of which features a haunting mixture of piano, strings, and acoustic guitars. Take the Mercury Prize’s word for it: The Seldom Seen Kid is one of the best albums of the year.
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50. Hot Chip - Made in the Dark
Before they earned a Grammy nod or topped the UK singles charts, Hot Chip had a considerable amount of doubt surrounding them. Their 2005 full-length debut, Coming on Strong, showed signs of potential here and there with a few stellar hooks, but many found the London-based group to be lacking in three things that are often vital in electronic pop: energy, wit, and consistent infectiousness. They answered the criticism resoundingly with their second album, The Warning, a year later and have not looked back. It somehow found the perfect divide between creativity and accessibility, proving more accessible than Coming on Strong while also suggesting that the group was steadily evolving into something that could be easily separated from the hordes of generic synth-pop acts. The songs were bouncier, more energetic, and – most importantly – more fun. That being said, it was hardly a surprise when their follow-up, Made in the Dark, proved just as successful and arguably even more so when considering how remarkably consistent the album’s quality is. The budding catchiness of “Ready for the Floor” may very well be the best song of their short career so far, while even the more emotionally demanding pieces like the seductive “We’re Looking for a Lot of Love” and the swanky “Don’t Dance” prove wildly successful, providing a fair amount of diversity to an album whose genre usually does not demand it. It simply proves that Hot Chip are beginning to think outside of the box and, in doing so, are succeeding dramatically.
Hot Chip - Ready for the Floor
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49.Little Joy - Little Joy
When you are a member like an internationally renowned band like The Strokes, it can be difficult when attempting to separate yourself from your past projects in order to form a new one. These initial thoughts may have ran through Fabrizio Moretti’s head when he first formed Little Joy, but after the widespread acclaim of their self-titled debut album, the association appears nearly obsolete. Never mind the fact that lead vocalist Rodrigo Amarante can sound eerily like Julian Casablancas on tracks like the tropical “No One’s Better Sake” and the rockabilly-tinged “How to Hang a Warhol”. Little Joy is ultimately the product of a compelling stylistic focus, resulting in carefree and extremely accessible effort that allows simplicity to flourish in the most complementary way possible. Beautifully interweaved backing vocal harmonies, subdued rhythm sections, and the gentle twang of acoustic and electric guitars are a few of the components at work throughout the album, as is the powerful usage of Amarante’s breezy vocals. Though Little Joy was released a month or two after the warm days of summer, it is inarguably a perfect album for the season. Additionally, even though Amarante is the lead vocalist throughout the majority of the album, Moretti’s girlfriend, Binki Shaprio, shines brightly with her backing vocals and on “Unattainable”, an unrequited love ballad that blends gentle acoustical melodies and hushed vocal harmonies. This track, in addition to irresistibly luxurious efforts like “The Next Time Around”, makes Little Joy a sure winner.
Little Joy - The Next Time Around
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48. Phoebe Killdeer and the Short Straws - Weather’s Coming
At one time in her life, Phoebe Killdeer was an eight-year-old who admired few people more than her musical hero, Tom Waits. As a college student, such a fact was quite alarming to me. After all, I have some friends my age who STILL are not mature enough to even respect Waits as a songwriter. For an eight-year-old to recognize such prevalent talent, it can perhaps prove to be an indicator of their future musical endeavors. Well, this was at least true in Killdeer’s case. Now a renowned songwriter who, like Waits, continues to defy stylistic and methodical norms, her solo debut, Weather’s Coming, exhibited both a raw display of talent and a veneration for artists of the past and present with a swirling stylistic fusion of jazz, Afro-pop, blues, and folk. The audibly emotional fury of “Big Fight” plays with a form of vocalized free-jazz that sees a variety of woodwinds and brass combine with the constant use of an upright bass to create a purely enthralling sense of tension. It sounds like something Matthew Herbert would have crafted, but the credit here goes to Killdeer and her noted producer Marc Collin. “Let Me” sees her pop approach in more conventional form, using elements of Afro-pop in the echoey keys and supplementing electric guitar. Combined with the serene elegance of Killdeer’s voice, it creates a resoundingly successful atmosphere that contributes to an album that has been criminally overlooked this year.
Phoebe Killdeer & The Short Straws - Let Me
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47. Firekites - The Bowery
Speaking of criminally overlooked albums, Firekites’ The Bowery has subtly emerged as one of this year’s finest folk-oriented efforts. The focus throughout the release is folk music, but the subtle implementation of jazz and even electronica is executed flawlessly by this Australian collective. Some tracks like “Same Suburb Different Park” tend to have more emphasis on electronica, while the beautiful “New Year Has Spoken” seems more inclined to tread in folkier and jazzier waters. Regardless though, every track on The Bowery flourishes with exceptional songwriting and instrumentation that gives the group more depth than the majority of their contemporaries, a complement that also weighs heavily on their ability to multifariously emit a selection of styles. Two tracks in particular, “Autumn Story” and “Paris”, are particularly indicative of this wildly successful fusion of folk and electronica. “Autumn Story” gradually shifts from a sole acoustical melody to one that is accompanied by tragically empowering strings and steady percussion, eventually supplemented by a gurgling synth pad that echoes the initial guitar melody elegantly. The usage here is subtle underneath the strings and intricate guitar progression, but it adds to the atmosphere of the track even more so. The instrumental “Paris” utilizes synth pads in similar form, throwing it under a variety of simultaneous guitar progressions. When the distant use of an upright bass is heard, the percussion picks up and introduces the listener to a more vigorous instrumental approach. The introduction, like every stylistic preface on this beautiful album, is one that proves highly rewarding and consistently satisfying.
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46. Destroyer - Trouble in Dreams
Dan Bejar, better known under his Destroyer alias, has made a name for himself as one of the most consistent songwriters in contemporary indie-rock ever since the 1996 release of his debut, We’ll Build Them a Golden Bridge. He is also known as one of the most prolific, releasing eight LPs in a span of eleven years and appearing on a countless number of year-end lists because of it. Well, here he is again with Trouble in Dreams, an effort that sees him continuing with his uniquely invigorating delivery and continuously impressive songwriting. Whether you happen to be a fan of The New Pornographers, Swan Lake, or Destroyer itself, Bejar’s vocals has become one of the most recognizable in contemporary indie-rock for good reason. Trouble in Dreams, his eighth LP, finds . Debating which Destroyer album is the most worthwhile can be a trivial affair, as it is a widely accepted opinion that he has yet to release an album under the alias that lacks his usual vigor and strengths as a songwriter. That being said, Trouble in Dreams is simply like his other albums: engrossing and melodically rewarding, both in ways that improve with each successive listen. The eight-minute “Shooting Rockets (From the Desk of Night’s Ape)” proves to be one the album’s best efforts, throwing in plenty of Bejar’s expected metaphors over a forceful display of swift keys and roaring guitars to create something that is epic and masterfully constructed. The same can be said for the majority of the album, as Bejar has once again crafted something worth contributing to his status as one of the most consistent songwriters in indie-rock.
Destroyer - Shooting Rockets (From the Desk of Night’s Ape)
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45. White Denim - Workout Holiday
The Austin-based White Denim hold more importance than being identified as one of the first groups to embrace netlabels as a source of distribution. They also are showing that the quality of music does not have to be poor or even mediocre for this type of distribution. In fact, the material can be quite excellent, as their debut album, Workout Holiday, quite perfectly demonstrates. The first version of the album (the “Tour EP”) was released in 2007 under the digitalized RCRD LBL, resulting in a considerable amount of attention for a group who had always been a live favorite in their native Texas. The EP version of Workout Holiday was then re-released in 2008 under the same name, featuring several new tracks and re-recorded versions of older ones. “Sitting” and “I Can Tell You” are two examples of their newer material, being two of the more gratifying displays of the group’s gritty mixture of blues and garage-rock. “Sitting” is an outstanding display of the trio’s youthful energy, as vocalist James Petralli indicates immediately with his quivering croon over a slick piano progression. The remainder of the group – bassist Steve Terebecki and drummer Joshua Block – then come in with a very lively rhythm section, an aspect of the band’s repertoire that proves to be one of their major strengths throughout the release. “I Can Tell You” also proves worthwhile as an ode of sorts to early punk, using a repetitive structure over aggressive guitars, a bustling rhythm section, and – the best component – a small sprinkling of keys at the end of each verse. Their methods may have changed from self-distributing CD-Rs at shows to signing with a netlabel and then signing with an actual label, but the newest release of Workout Holiday proves vastly enjoyable regardless of the release format.
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44. Benoît Pioulard - Temper
The concept of lo-fi music can occasionally end up being too pretentiously overbearing for some. It can be used as an attempt to cloak a songwriter’s inabilities or a producer’s lack of grandiosity, but there is little doubt surrounding a select group of artists who embrace the style and use it masterfully. Benoît Pioulard is one of them. He recorded his debut EP, Enge, on a built-in computer, an early indication of his lo-fi endeavors. Listening to his second full-length, Temper, though, I start to wonder whether that “lo-fi” tag can even apply any more. Pioulard has hardly changed, with his interests in tape decay and field recordings fusing together to create a sound that uses elements of folk, pop, and electronic in a delicately consuming form. However, the amount of intricacies that lie in any one of the album’s 16 songs makes it seem like it is from another world; it is usually not an aspect of so-called “lo-fi”. Often using ambiance in the background of tracks, whether it be natural elements like rain falling in “The Loom Pedal” or melodic attributes like the eerie bells on “Ardoise”, Pioulard’s success derives primarily from an impressive amount of well-executed ideas. “Idyll”, one of the album’s more accessible efforts, sees a very simplistic acoustic guitar progression being repeated throughout the entire duration of the track. Adding on numerous complementary instrumental layers is what to be expected and he does so here, but when combined with his caressing, lyrically indistinguishable voice, the result is anything but predictable. The same can be said for a track like “The Loom Pedal”, where a repeating acoustic guitar progression is warmly embraced by a synth pad that alters the barren atmosphere into something resoundingly effective. While Temper is perfect for a late-night listen with its gently plucked progressions and use of desolate electronica, the cumulative innovational success engineered by Pioulard makes it more than a nightly affair.
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43. Howlin Rain - Magnificent Fiend
Back in the day when groups like The Grateful Dead and The Allman Brothers reigned supreme, live performances were just as valued, if not more than, the albums themselves. Even if one was able to acquire the show’s setlist beforehand, it would likely prove absolutely irrelevant in determining the content of the performance. The musicians in each group altered their initial songs drastically, throwing in a variety of musical styles over structural dissimilarities in a form that sounded ingeniously cohesive and somehow reminiscent of the original song at hand. When listening to Howlin Rain’s second album, Magnificent Fiend, it is quite conspicuous that the Oakland-based collective lean towards a similar school of thought. Appropriately meshed in with the “jam band” standards of blues, rock, psychedelia, and folk, Howlin Rain have crafted an album full of unpredictable hooks that are highly indicative of a group with a studied vision of their stylistic roots. “El Rey” is an excellent example of the grup’s multi-instrumental prowess, utilizing a variety of keys and organs over a prominent brass section. The chorus is the biggest treat here, where a series of brass clashes with Ethan Miller’s wailing vocals to show just how perfectly implemented his soulful presence is. Miller’s howl during “Dancers at the End of Time” sounds like some sort of possessed preacher, with a backdrop of vigorous guitar progressions and straining organs acting as the composed followers. The main lyrical focus of “El Rey” describes this group best: “You don’t have to change; you don’t have to hold onto your past.” A similar musical style has been evident for several decades, but the unpredictably enjoyable way that Howlin Rain present their outstanding songwriting and integration of influences is what separates them from the rest.
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Howlin Rain - Dancers at the End of Time
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42. Hilotrons - Happymatic
Relying heavily on a genre that fans and critics alike generally tend to call “outdated” can prove to be a risky venture. That is, unless it is performed in such a unique way that it instead appears as an updated memento rather than an outdated . With a clever mixture of humor, wit, and stylistic accuracy, Hilotrons have released one of the surprise successes of 2008 with their third album, Happymatic. Whether Happymatic finds the Canadian five-piece tackling synth-pop on “Emergency Street” and “Streets of Science”, new-wave on “Love Suit” and “Caught on Video”, or odes to the spaghetti westerns of Ennio Morricone on the instrumental “Feet First”, there is something for everyone with at least a slight hunger for everything good that came out of the ‘80s. That is not to say the album is entirely a trip to the past though, as tracks like “Deep River” and “Big Plans” provide an inventive edge to contemporary indie-rock with snappy guitar progressions and superbly vigorous rhythm sections that allow such efforts to stay within the cohesive range of successful attempts at synth-pop and new-wave. “Big Plans”, while not the most intricately impressive effort on the album, proves to be one of the most fun with a chorus that borders on ska and reggae. Mix in a bit of Hilotrons’ trademark new-wave and you have yourself an extremely appetizing style to gravitate toward. For a more proficient example of their songwriting, the intense build-up toward the chorus in “Big River” is hard to beat. For an album that contains so many styles (many of which are blasts to the past), it is extraordinary how cohesive Happymatic. For a group who has been flying under the radar for over six years now, this is a fantastic effort that should give them some well-deserved recognition.
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41. Cineplexx - Picnic
After the sleepless city life of New York City prompted Sebastian Litmanovich to pursue music as a producer and songwriter, he did something slightly unexpected: he returned home to Argentina. You would figure that with all the connections, sights, and opportunities that New York City has to offer, an up-and-coming artist would be at least skeptical of leaving. Not Litmanovich though, as he valued comfort to . This wise decision allowed him to flourish as an artist, playing with the post-rock group Amarena Incident and co-founding a design studio before Cineplexx was even orchestrated. Now, after ten years and five full-length albums, he is widely accredited as being one of the most talented Argentinian musicians of the decade. For his fifth album, the masterful Picnic finds Litmanovich at his absolute finest in crafting an album that defies all atmospheric expectations. Using a variety of twinkling keys, placid guitar progressions, and synthesizers, he has created an extremely lush arena for his beautiful songs to play out in. The standout “Droga Paliativa” fuses together electronic and acoustical aspects of pop music to result in something that proves quite extraordinary. The varying use of reverb on Litmanovich’s hushed vocals adds to the atmospheric brilliance, with the infectiousness of the track also being an unavoidable characteristic of the overall success found on “Droga Paliativa”. For a more poised representation of Litmanovich’s skills as a pop songwriter and perhaps future composer of film scores, the beautiful “Humedad” reaps benefits from twinkling keys and sweepingly somber string arrangements. The same can be said for “Novatone 500mg”, an instrumental effort that sees a highly ardent melody flourish with the appropriate touches of synthesizers, samplers, and automated percussion. Whether he is using dozens and dozens of synthetically engineered samples or a single acoustic guitar, the lushly invigorating atmosphere that Litmanovich stirs up on Picnic is nothing short of breathtaking.
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Dec
4 Bonjour’s Parties’ Pigments Drift Down to the Brook
Author: James Cameron // Category: Uncategorized
One of the many aspects of music that I have always found fulfilling relates to how influences have no cultural boundaries. While traditional music that holds some merit toward a country’s cultural values and historical contexts should be universally embraced, the fact that music has become a stylistic melting pot of sorts should convince cynics that musicians will never simply run out of ideas. Though the technological advances in worldwide communication are contributing to the rapid withdrawal of exclusively cultural lifestyles and beliefs, the advances in intercultural competence are becoming especially prevalent, thanks in part to the allocation of opinions regarding the developments of creating and listening to music. In this regard, cultural relativism seems to be becoming more abundant, at least in the sense that musical styles are overlapping more than ever. Virtually every prominent international artist is now at the fingertips of anyone with Internet access, as are many unrecognizable ones that would have been excited to merely get a mention in their own country, nonetheless one that is thousands of miles away. Over the past few years, I have done my best in exposing a wide variety of artists from all over the world, with one reason being that I feel everyone should be exposed to quality music regardless of its geographical origins. Another reason, though, is also rooted in the fact that I personally find artists who successfully mix both cultural and stylistic preferences to be genuinely fascinating.
If one were to sift through the Japanese on 4 Bonjour’s Parties‘ web site, it would be quite evident that the seven-piece are a perfect example of this culturally impartial ideology. Devoting a section on their site to an organized table that individually displays each of the band members’ instruments, influences, hobbies, and birthdays, the most immediately noticeable aspect of this band’s composure is the group’s cumulative multi-instrumental ability. Five of the seven are capable of playing three or more instruments, a rather indicative display of the group’s full-fledged sound. Upon further inspection though, what was most striking to me was their individualistic influences. Whether they chose to show their regard for American rock acts like Radiohead and Animal Collective, legendary French composers of the past in the vein of Serge Gainsbourg and Michel Legrand, or native Japanese artists like Sunny Day Service and Eiichi Ohtaki, the references were eclectic enough to make their audible talent not at all surprising. And as you can see, their influences derive from all over the world, being synonymous with their subtly ingenious style of play. Despite each member possessing a differing collection of favorite artists, the fact that all of their choices are within the same stylistic realm is one of the reasons for their very compelling sound. It can most certainly be attributed to a solid working relationship, one that is obviously productive considering the high degree of sheer success that their full-length debut delivers upon.
While the Tokyo-based septet appear willing to capitalize upon their sound of their influences - as broad as they may be – in a form that is cumulatively productive, some may initially feel inclined to call the group’s stylistic direction indecisive before giving them a listen. After all, how is a band expected to blend elements of contemporary indie-rock and post-rock, French orchestral pop, ‘60s psychedelia, and classic Japanese folk music into one cohesive album? Well, the only productive response to skepticism in this case is to create a style that is purely your own, and this is exactly what 4 Bonjour’s Parties did with their debut, Pigments Drift Down to the Brook. The album title proves to be startlingly appropriate, with the meshing of styles practically representing a variety of colors in themselves as they slowly collide and overlap to create something that the eyes (or the ears in this case) have never seen (or heard) before. Figurative guesswork aside, the presentation on Pigments Drift Down to the Brook simply has to be heard to get a true grasp of. The seven-piece somehow find a way to manage incorporating dozens of different forms of instrumentation - from guitars, bass, and percussion to brass, woodwinds, and samplers – to create something that is magnificently cohesive and dazzlingly gratifying.
With half of the ten songs on Pigments Drift Down to the Brook exceeding six minutes in length, duration is one of the reasons why 4 Bonjour’s Parties are able to craft such stylistically multifarious efforts with such seamlessness. They do not rush in demonstrating the expansion of their ideas, instead choosing to take their time with their ideas; it is one of the aspects that contributes to the overall success of the release. The progressively epic “Satellite” evolves in the first minute from a singular key progression to an extremely expansive accompaniment featuring a bustling rhythm and several simultaneous uses of woodwind instruments. When the woodwinds subside, the chorus enters and establishes a mood that is both tranquil and dramatically effective. Some very traditional high-pitched Japanese female vocals soon accompany the initial male lead vocals, forming an overlapping bundle of pure beauty that is complemented superbly by a gently intricate electric guitar arpeggio in the background. “I feel some confusion,” they sing together, a rather stark statement considering the remarkably layered sets of instrumentation that are behind them. From this point on, the song concludes in epic form, showcasing a brass or woodwind solo here and there to the occasional re-emergence of the aforementioned chorus. When it all settles down with the gentle croon of a saxophone over the dying patter of a reverbed drum, a realization concerning the track’s brilliance should arrive to even the most inattentive listener.
The equally beautiful “Ruins” sees a change in the lead vocalist, a common occurrence throughout the album as the group appears wisely willing to capitalize on having both a very capable male and female vocalist. Angelic females lead here, with the male vocals eventually being melodically reflective during the verses. She takes the chorus on her own though, backed by little more than a prominent bass line and a dynamically soothing guitar progression. The bridge then introduces a twinkle of keys as the male vocals re-emerge, preparing for round two of this stunning effort. It then follows a barren instrumental approach for a bit, with keys serving as the lead over the initial vocal melody. All of the instruments return in shared form though, and they do so in a way that allows the listener to remember just how many chills ran up their spine when hearing the track’s chorus for the first time. I personally consider “Satellite” and “Ruins” to showcase 4 Bonjour’s Parties at their absolute best, but tracks like the expansively exotic “Ksana” and the atmospheric free-jazz of “Otogima Horse” show that 4 Bonjour’s Parties have the potential to find success in a similar way to that of their influences: all over the world.
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When monumental success is accomplished through means of distinctive locality, I imagine that the sense of pride for a group is indescribable. You grow up with a certain group of friends, talk and occasionally bicker with them about music to pass the time during class, and even form an embarrassing band or two during the same period; it is all a natural part of growing up for childhood friends that share a mutual love for music. With that being said, to make a flourishing career out of something that has positively taken hold of you for the entirety of your childhood can be a dream come true. To do it with those same friends that you grew up with is a rare sight to behold, but it is certainly not impossible to find. The Pittsburgh-based Ball of Flame Shoot Fire can certainly attest to this, as the entirety of their band is made up of a group of friends who grew to be the best of friends during their high school years. They were often simultaneously friends and bandmates, a mixture that can occasionally prove to be complicated due to the highly sensitive nature of an occupational relationship. As displayed in their music though, the chemistry for this five-piece in undeniable, allowing the five friends to maintain their composure and combine their talents for something that is truly and uniquely riveting.
The list of influences that Ball of Flame Shoot Fire have appropriately compiled on their MySpace proves quite indicative of their modernistic approach. A few years out of high school, it is not surprising of them to list a few contemporary greats like Sunset Rubdown, Animal Collective, and Grizzly Bear as a few of their influences. However, their prevalent admiration for legends like Tom Waits, Harry Nilsson, and David Bowie also allows them to emit their veneration for past approaches. This ultimately results in a very flexible form of indie-rock that gravitates largely toward aspects that are largely experimental and occasionally psychedelic. A rather immediate comparison would be to that of Animal Collective, specifically displayed on the excellent “Mugs”, but Ball of Flame Shoot Fire are certainly no imitators of a particular style or group. Apart from the fact that their songs differentiate from one another vastly through melodic, instrumental, and structural variation, their songwriting is captivating in a way that calls upon both inventively plausible hooks and audible energy; this aspect of songwriting is what makes the comparison to Animal Collective the most accurate. Fitting in nicely with imaginatively unclassifiable indie-rock acts in the vein of Animal Collective, Man Man, and Frog Eyes (all influences by no coincidence), Ball of Flame Shoot Fire have the capability to become the next big thing in the world of creatively unpredictable indie-rock.
Though all five members were friends throughout high school who had participated in other miscellaneous projects, Ball of Flame Shoot Fire did not officially form until 2006. They have played primarily around Pittsburgh, achieving a startlingly emergent fanbase while opening up for acts as accomplished as Grizzly Bear, Man Man, and Mates of State. Listening to their music, it is quite easy to see why acts in the vein of Grizzly Bear and Man Man have sought out the five-piece to open for them too. Ball of Flame Shoot Fire do not only write songs that are somewhat influenced by the psych-folk of such groups, but their ardently expressive reliance on youthful exuberance is heavily prevalent. The same can be said for a group like Man Man that have made a name for themselves in being one of the best live acts around due to their highly energetic presence on stage and in the studio. Hot off some significant local recognition, Ball of Flame Shoot Fire released their debut EP, Grumpy Little Bird, in the fall of 2007 to some more consistent acclaim. Some local publications and sharp blogs were the ones to generate some buzz for this one, solidifying the group’s status as one of Pittsburgh’s most promising up-and-coming acts. Still though, the EP had yet to attract the national recognition that the group’s sound so genuinely deserved. To check it out, you can to listen to it for free here.
After devoting most of this year to writing new material, the five-piece has emerged with Jokeland, their debut full-length. Set to be released by the end of December, it may very well be one of the most prominent unexpected hits of the year if it is released in time for annual consideration. Keeping steady with the unique quality that all of the group’s members were good friends in high school, the album was actually produced by another one in Alex Herd; he went to elementary school with vocalist/saxophonist/keyboardist Peter Henry. Thanks to both this cumulative chemistry and the group’s undeniable level of talent, Jokeland looks to be a fantastic debut that stems nicely from the great potential displayed on Grumpy Little Bird. The aforementioned “Mugs” is utterly irresistible, seeing an alternating cast of vocalists pull off their best Avey Tare impression with a variety of melodically infused yelping and slurring over an onslaught of harmonic variations that serve as a nod to this five-piece’s songwriting ability. The track’s presence truly comes alive when the backing vocals enter to infuse some ‘60s psych-rock harmonies over an evolving assortment of guitars, bass, and keys. The vocal delivery transitions from freak-folk to a tribal chanting of sorts, structurally consistent enough to prepare the listener for each succession of this particular vocal-oriented hook. At the midpoint of “Mugs”, the back instrumentation explodes with fury as a series of guitar tremolos increase in audibility over the same charismatically infectious overlapping of different vocals that made the track so striking from the get-go.
Another one of the album’s tracks, “Bertie Hey”, serves as a good indicator of the album’s overall diversity. While it is still heavily apparent that the same band is behind the effort, the differing vocal approach and melodic ideology separates the track significantly from an effort like “Mugs”. “Bertie Hey” almost reminds me of Man Man’s “Engwish Bwudd” with its pirate-y melodic theme; this is especially true when numerous vocals collide simultaneously in accordance to a heightening pitch around 02:13. This is followed by a messily enjoyable guitar solo, another indication of this group’s alarmingly impressive flexibility. “Bertie Hey” concludes just as excellently, with a series of brass accompanying several ardently conveyed phrases like “you think I’m guilty, didn’t do it; got a voracious appetite for danger”. “Patience” brings us into territory more reminiscent of a group like Sunset Rubdown or Frog Eyes, where vigorously intricate keys lead the way over occasional falsettos and whimpers to establish over five minutes of pure art-rock bliss. When the distortion of the multiply layered guitars subsides after three minutes and a gentle electric guitar arpeggio emerges, it sounds as if it is about to practically evolve into a new song. The original melody swiftly returns though, as this new guitar arpeggio slides seamlessly into the gradual accompaniment. Based on these three songs alone, I personally cannot wait for the release of Jokeland. Though it is likely too early to make such claims, Ball of Flame Shoot Fire has the potential to be one of the most talked-about bands of 2009.
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When monumental success is accomplished through means of distinctive locality, I imagine that the sense of pride for a group is indescribable. You grow up with a certain group of friends, talk and occasionally bicker with them about music to pass the time during class, and even form an embarrassing band or two during the same period; it is all a natural part of growing up for childhood friends that share a mutual love for music. With that being said, to make a flourishing career out of something that has positively taken hold of you for the entirety of your childhood can be a dream come true. To do it with those same friends that you grew up with is a rare sight to behold, but it is certainly not impossible to find. The Pittsburgh-based Ball of Flame Shoot Fire can certainly attest to this, as the entirety of their band is made up of a group of friends who grew to be the best of friends during their high school years. They were often simultaneously friends and bandmates, a mixture that can occasionally prove to be complicated due to the highly sensitive nature of an occupational relationship. As displayed in their music though, the chemistry for this five-piece in undeniable, allowing the five friends to maintain their composure and combine their talents for something that is truly and uniquely riveting.
The list of influences that Ball of Flame Shoot Fire have appropriately compiled on their MySpace proves quite indicative of their modernistic approach. A few years out of high school, it is not surprising of them to list a few contemporary greats like Sunset Rubdown, Animal Collective, and Grizzly Bear as a few of their influences. However, their prevalent admiration for legends like Tom Waits, Harry Nilsson, and David Bowie also allows them to emit their veneration for past approaches. This ultimately results in a very flexible form of indie-rock that gravitates largely toward aspects that are largely experimental and occasionally psychedelic. A rather immediate comparison would be to that of Animal Collective, specifically displayed on the excellent “Mugs”, but Ball of Flame Shoot Fire are certainly no imitators of a particular style or group. Apart from the fact that their songs differentiate from one another vastly through melodic, instrumental, and structural variation, their songwriting is captivating in a way that calls upon both inventively plausible hooks and audible energy; this aspect of songwriting is what makes the comparison to Animal Collective the most accurate. Fitting in nicely with imaginatively unclassifiable indie-rock acts in the vein of Animal Collective, Man Man, and Frog Eyes (all influences by no coincidence), Ball of Flame Shoot Fire have the capability to become the next big thing in the world of creatively unpredictable indie-rock.
Though all five members were friends throughout high school who had participated in other miscellaneous projects, Ball of Flame Shoot Fire did not officially form until 2006. They have played primarily around Pittsburgh, achieving a startlingly emergent fanbase while opening up for acts as accomplished as Grizzly Bear, Man Man, and Mates of State. Listening to their music, it is quite easy to see why acts in the vein of Grizzly Bear and Man Man have sought out the five-piece to open for them too. Ball of Flame Shoot Fire do not only write songs that are somewhat influenced by the psych-folk of such groups, but their ardently expressive reliance on youthful exuberance is heavily prevalent. The same can be said for a group like Man Man that have made a name for themselves in being one of the best live acts around due to their highly energetic presence on stage and in the studio. Hot off some significant local recognition, Ball of Flame Shoot Fire released their debut EP, Grumpy Little Bird, in the fall of 2007 to some more consistent acclaim. Some local publications and sharp blogs were the ones to generate some buzz for this one, solidifying the group’s status as one of Pittsburgh’s most promising up-and-coming acts. Still though, the EP had yet to attract the national recognition that the group’s sound so genuinely deserved. To check it out, you can to listen to it for free here.
After devoting most of this year to writing new material, the five-piece has emerged with Jokeland, their debut full-length. Set to be released by the end of December, it may very well be one of the most prominent unexpected hits of the year if it is released in time for annual consideration. Keeping steady with the unique quality that all of the group’s members were good friends in high school, the album was actually produced by another one in Alex Herd; he went to elementary school with vocalist/saxophonist/keyboardist Peter Henry. Thanks to both this cumulative chemistry and the group’s undeniable level of talent, Jokeland looks to be a fantastic debut that stems nicely from the great potential displayed on Grumpy Little Bird. The aforementioned “Mugs” is utterly irresistible, seeing an alternating cast of vocalists pull off their best Avey Tare impression with a variety of melodically infused yelping and slurring over an onslaught of harmonic variations that serve as a nod to this five-piece’s songwriting ability. The track’s presence truly comes alive when the backing vocals enter to infuse some ‘60s psych-rock harmonies over an evolving assortment of guitars, bass, and keys. The vocal delivery transitions from freak-folk to a tribal chanting of sorts, structurally consistent enough to prepare the listener for each succession of this particular vocal-oriented hook. At the midpoint of “Mugs”, the back instrumentation explodes with fury as a series of guitar tremolos increase in audibility over the same charismatically infectious overlapping of different vocals that made the track so striking from the get-go.
Another one of the album’s tracks, “Bertie Hey”, serves as a good indicator of the album’s overall diversity. While it is still heavily apparent that the same band is behind the effort, the differing vocal approach and melodic ideology separates the track significantly from an effort like “Mugs”. “Bertie Hey” almost reminds me of Man Man’s “Engwish Bwudd” with its pirate-y melodic theme; this is especially true when numerous vocals collide simultaneously in accordance to a heightening pitch around 02:13. This is followed by a messily enjoyable guitar solo, another indication of this group’s alarmingly impressive flexibility. “Bertie Hey” concludes just as excellently, with a series of brass accompanying several ardently conveyed phrases like “you think I’m guilty, didn’t do it; got a voracious appetite for danger”. “Patience” brings us into territory more reminiscent of a group like Sunset Rubdown or Frog Eyes, where vigorously intricate keys lead the way over occasional falsettos and whimpers to establish over five minutes of pure art-rock bliss. When the distortion of the multiply layered guitars subsides after three minutes and a gentle electric guitar arpeggio emerges, it sounds as if it is about to practically evolve into a new song. The original melody swiftly returns though, as this new guitar arpeggio slides seamlessly into the gradual accompaniment. Based on these three songs alone, I personally cannot wait for the release of Jokeland. Though it is likely too early to make such claims, Ball of Flame Shoot Fire has the potential to be one of the most talked-about bands of 2009.
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Ball of Flame Shoot Fire - Mugs
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Ball of Flame Shoot Fire - Bertie Hey
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Dec
J. Tillman Sings the Vacilando Territory Blues
Author: James Cameron // Category: Uncategorized
Though there are still a few underexposed albums from 2008 that I will feature in the coming weeks, it is most certainly not too early to move on to 2009. We have only slightly more than three weeks left and, with the “Top 50 Albums of 2008” being published next week, I figured it would be nice to spur up some excitement for the upcoming year. A convenient way to do so would be to listen to Vacilando Territory Blues by J. Tillman, a folk songwriter who is perhaps best known as the drummer for one of this year’s breakthrough artists, the Seattle-based Fleet Foxes. With his band’s self-titled debut proving to be one of the most talked-about releases of the year, Tillman has found himself at a rather strong place for dramatically increasing the recognition of his solo project. Although he has flown somewhat under the radar since his first slew of releases in 2004, his material has always shown a form of potential that has many convinced of Tillman’s imminent breakthrough. Some may consider it insulting if I said that Fleet Foxes’ will likely be a major contributor to his success as a solo artist in 2009, but I refer purely to the aspects of exposure. The quality in his music undoubtedly represents a clear vision and studied talent, but this does not always equate to widespread recognition. Being a major component in one of this year’s most acclaimed groups should lead to a higher interest level in Tillman’s work, leading to the increase in audience that his music truly deserves.
The beginning of Josh Tillman’s music career traces back to New York City in the beginning of this decade, when he was a college student. After honing his experience as a drummer by participating in a handful of gigs with Saxon Shore, he relocated to Seattle and began touring with promising folk acts like Damien Jurado and Rosie Thomas. Around this time, Tillman also began touring under his solo name of J. Tillman to gauge the reception on a variety of songs he had written. This evolved to the release of several albums released via CD-R, which he distributed personally at shows and through the Arizona-based KEEP Recordings. I Will Return was released in 2005, with Long May You Run, J. Tillman and Minor Works being distributed the following year. The September release date of Minor Works also coincided with Tillman signing with the French-based Fargo Records. The label also went on to release both I Will Return and as a single package the same year, making all of Tillman’s releases to date widely available in some form. The release of the LP Cancer and Delirium in 2007 saw Tillman sign on to yet another label in Yer Bird, marking his most elaborate album to date. As you can see, for someone with so much talent and so many label changes in such a short period of time, Fleet Foxes’ success could not come at a better time for both Tillman’s status as their drummer and a solo artist in his own right.
Additionally, now that three of Tillman’s LPs (I Will Return, Long May You Run, J. Tillman, and Cancer and Delirium) are available via iTunes courtesy of Autumn Tone Records and his other one, Minor Works, is available via Undertow Music, it gives people no excuse not to check his material out. It is a generally fascinating journey to check out his releases in succession, as his evolution from a rather minimalistic folk songwriter to one that incorporates elements of folk, pop, and indie-rock into a very enjoyable formula is done enjoyably without being too forceful or overbearing. If anything, it offers up-and-coming musicians a very admirable approach on how talent can evolve through patience and experience over commercialized desperation. It is heavily apparent that Tillman is going to find widespread success eventually, and it looks to be quite soon too with the upcoming release of Vacilando Territory Blues on January 20th. Coinciding with how his albums seem to get better with each passing one, Tillman’s newest effort proves to be his most consistent to date. While other January releases from the likes of Animal Collective, Franz Ferdinand, and Andrew Bird may be receiving the most attention at this point and time, it would be a shame to overlook this gem. I will say this much: If it were being released this year, I would have to shuffle around some albums to make room for it on my Top 50.
In comparison to his work with the psych-folk leanings of Fleet Foxes, Tillman’s approach on Vacilando Territory Blues is rawer, darker, and ultimately less reliant on ambitious methods of production. Not to take any jabs at Fleet Foxes – because their songwriting is extremely impressive – but some of their material’s success can be attributed to some brilliant production, which is to be expected considering their highly contrastable style of psych-folk. Like his previous albums, Tillman’s Vacilando Territory Blues is a representation of his sheer ability, whether it be through his gorgeous songwriting, the captivating quiver of his consuming vocals, or the beautiful lyrical imagery he is able to convey. The production is certainly sharp, but there are no underlying subtleties that alter the presentation in any significant form. “Firstborn”, for instance, is led initially by nothing more than an acoustic guitar, with smatterings of keys delicately smoothing out the rough edges. The chorus sees the keys rise into a more prominent spectrum while Tillman delivers a series of haunting “Oooh”s over the climaxing percussion. The track concludes with the chorus being accompanied by nothing more than that initial guitar, reminding listeners that Tillman’s presence alone is strong enough to carry a track into great heights.
As a likely single, “Steel on Steel” is most certainly one of the most jubilant tracks on Vacilando Territory Blues. Lively rhythm section and brass accompaniments are the two main components at work here, with Tillman’s caressing vocals maintaining the same composure despite the instrumental accompaniment’s moments of carefree exuberance and unexpected . It is joyous, yes, and it attests to Tillman’s emotionally eclectic nature as a songwriter. Not only is he able to craft brooding, minimalistic gems like “James Blues” and “Vessels”, but intricately vigorous forms of enthusiasm like “Steel on Steel” and “Laborless Land” are pulled off just as precisely. “Laborless Land” is pure beauty, accompanied by a series of riveting strings that sound simply stunning over Tillman’s vocals. His croon sounds both frail and soaringly majestic, an extraordinary combination that causes even his more linear arrangements like “Master’s House” and “Vacilando Territory” to result in great successes. As an artist who has been consistently releasing quality material for several years now, Tillman’s extremely memorable Vacilando Territory Blues looks to be the one that will give him the recognition he deserves.
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