Despite my best efforts, I did manage to listen to 5 or 6 new albums this year while constructing my basement masouleum (spellcheck? persnickity?), which I think constitutes a quorum, or a plural majority, or some other term that I don't understand.
6. Fleet Foxes "Poorly Mixed Music"- Speaking of not understanding, I do not understand the appeal. This music is boring. Just because you wear flannel but don't work in a Oregon lumberyard does not make your music cool. Mickey, I even tried listening to "Ragged Wood" a number of times, which I was hoping would be a song about the dangers of lumberjacking (again, based on the flannel) or possibly a caveat about failing to use lotion during "me time." Seriously, though, I don't get it.
5. Metallica - "Death Magnetic" -
Metallica - Our last album sucked. Everyone hates us. What should we do? Make another therapy documentary?
Rick Rubin - Make the same album you made 20 years ago, like your fans have been saying for the last 19.9 years.
Metallica - Really?!?!
There are some beautifully heavy moments here ("The Judas Kiss"), but the lyrics and singing are SO awful that it's impossible to love ("My Apocalypse"). I guess the appeal in the old stuff is that it will never be reproduced. Ever.
4. Smoking Popes - "Stay Down" - Okay, the only time I listened to this was in a car in Wisconsin, and there was something seriously wrong with my sensory processing system. Or seriously right. Anyway, Mickey was saying...something...about the album. And there was, like, the best song I'd ever heard. And then the worst--yeah, it was terrible. Actually, I'm not sure. Was the album called "Muffin?"
3. My Morning Jacket - "Evil Urges" - The good here is excellent rock - the title track, "Amazed," "Highly Suspicious" and "Aluminum Park." James's falsetto is fantastic, and the guitar interplay is excellent. Lyrically, it's good and not just pretentious. Warning: there is some serious Yacht Rock on here. I mean, some serious "F___ you, Loggins" s___.
2. Girl Talk - "Feed the Animals" - Sometimes, you'll find yourself at work, absentedmindedly completing a task, and a student/coworker will ask, "What are you saying to yourself?" Not realizing you were singing anything, you look down and see your lips mouthing, "B_____ was pai'/ Dat's all I gotta say," over and over, from your new favorite CD.
If you're going to legally download one album this decade and pretend you can't pay for it, close your "In Rainbows" browser tab and go to "Illegal Art" immediately. I would rescind my Obama vote and cast one for Greg in a second, if I could. He can make consensus out of anything.
Best moment - Shawty Lo/ Blur/ Elvis Costello on "Here's the Thing." Holy s____.
1. Vampire Weekend - I really wanted to hate these guys. I hate the Manhattan/Cape Cod focus. I hate the look. I hate an omnipresent organ/piano. But it is so ridiculously good and it makes you feel good and it has made Christmas Rambo into a good person. C-Ram walked into a Vietnamese grocer, laid down his bandolier of alcohol and weapons, and asked, "Is your bed made? Is your sweater on? Do you something something? Like you know I dO, oO, oO! oO, oO!, oO!" And then everybody was singing and was happy and shared some pho.
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