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5.0 classic
A Sunny Day in Glasgow Ashes Grammar
A Sunny Day in Glasgow Sea When Absent
Unlike anything shoegaze has seen since... you know.
Air France No Way Down
Animal Collective Here Comes the Indian
Animal Collective Feels
Rich, complex, without genre. Compels me to camaraderie and solitude in equal measure; considers each state to be of equal importance. Truly progressive rock that spews bullshit like the human blood runs red with it. Oh, does it.
Animal Collective Merriweather Post Pavilion
Animal Collective Centipede Hz
From behind clumps of trees in the distance a railway train came past, all the carriages were lit up, the windowpanes were certainly let down. One of us began to sing a popular catch, but we all felt like singing. We sang much faster than the train was going, we waved our arms because our voices were not enough, our voices rushed together in an avalanche of sound that did us good. When one joins in song with others it is like being drawn on by a fish hook.

So we sang, the forest behind us, for the ears of the distant travelers. The grownups were still awake in the village, the mothers were making down the beds for the night.

Our time was up. I kissed the one next to me, reached hands to the three nearest, and began to run home, none called me back. At the first crossroads where they could no longer see me I turned off and ran by the field paths into the forest again. I was making for that city in the south of which it was said in our village:

"There you'll find queer folk! Just think, they never sleep!"
"And why not?"
"Because they never get tired."
"And why not?"
"Because they're fools."
"Don't fools get tired?"
"How could fools get tired!"
Armchairpolitician Seven Segment Decoder
Avey Tare Down There
I can see this one becoming misunderstood, and perhaps my praise too as misguided loyalty. But Avey Tare is intentionally squandering great work here, which is something we've seen him do before. I consider it murky brilliance, where Avey attempts to chronicle his inner psyche at the same time he attempts to elevate us, the audience, above it. Down There acts as a warning and an invitation: we can either watch thoughtfully, wary, from the tree limbs or delve headfirst into the roots. And let me tell you, it is a fucking party down here.
Boards of Canada Music Has the Right to Children
Bob Dylan Blood on the Tracks
Boris Pink
Brian Eno Another Green World
Built to Spill Perfect from Now On
Burial Untrue
Burial Rival Dealer
Captain Beefheart and His Magic Band Trout Mask Replica
Clipse Hell Hath No Fury
Converge Jane Doe
D'Angelo Voodoo
Daitro Laisser Vivre Les Squelettes
Danny Brown XXX
Danny Brown Old
David Bowie Low
Deerhunter Microcastle
Destroyer Kaputt
Drake Take Care
Is this even hype anymore? I was the guy sitting on the other side of the fence with Thank Me Later, a well-produced but lame bag of tricks that told me what I needed to know about Drake, but not necessarily what I wanted (a strange position to be in for a pop album, naturally, though I respect the man for chilling the blockbuster climates; sex in layers). So, here; now later: I thank you, Drake, for doing you and doing it better. I'll argue for the fillers, and the occasional cheese that comes with the wine. This is a full course meal of sensual tension that is funny and sad and sexy and stupid and smart. Major props to bringing The Weeknd to everyone's front door.
Electric Wizard Dopethrone
Elliott Smith Elliott Smith
Erykah Badu New Amerykah Pt. 1 (4th World War)
Fiona Apple The Idler Wheel...
Flying Lotus Cosmogramma
Friendzone Collection 1
Fripp & Eno Evening Star
Fuck Buttons Street Horrrsing
Gang of Four Entertainment!
Gas Pop
Gellers Gellers
Ghostface Killah Supreme Clientele
Godspeed You! Black Emperor Lift Your Skinny Fists Like Antennas...
Gonjasufi A Sufi and a Killer
Grizzly Bear Yellow House
Grouper Dragging a Dead Deer Up a Hill
Grouper A I A
Guided by Voices Bee Thousand
GZA Liquid Swords
Iron Lung Sexless // No Sex
J Dilla Donuts
James Blake James Blake
I like this album more than I hate this site. So, quite a bit.
Jenny Hval Viscera
Jenny Hval Innocence Is Kinky
Joanna Newsom The Milk-Eyed Mender
Joanna Newsom Ys
Joni Mitchell Blue
Julia Holter Ekstasis
Julia Holter Loud City Song
Kanye West Yeezus
Kayo Dot Hubardo
King Crimson Red
Krallice Years Past Matter
Led Zeppelin Led Zeppelin IV
Lewis L'Amour
Main Attrakionz 808s and Dark Grapes II
mewithoutYou Brother, Sister
Micachu Jewellery
Modern Life Is War Witness
Modest Mouse The Moon & Antarctica
My Bloody Valentine Loveless
My Bloody Valentine Isn't Anything
My Bloody Valentine m b v
Nas Illmatic
Neutral Milk Hotel In the Aeroplane Over the Sea
Nujabes Spiritual State
Off Minor The Heat Death of the Universe
Oneohtrix Point Never Replica
Orko the Sykotik Alien Doomsday Prophet
The original alien. Take note.
Paavoharju Laulu Laakson Kukista
Panda Bear Person Pitch
Pg. 99 Document #8
Pink Floyd Animals
Pixies Doolittle
Prefab Sprout Steve McQueen
Radiohead In Rainbows
Let's just say that I seriously miscalculated this one.
Shabazz Palaces Black Up
Shabazz Palaces Lese Majesty
Shugo Tokumaru L.S.T.
Sleep Dopesmoker
Slint Spiderland
Sonic Youth Daydream Nation
Storm and Stress Under Thunder and Fluorescent Lights
Subtle For Hero: For Fool
Sun Kil Moon Ghosts of the Great Highway
Sun Kil Moon Benji
Talk Talk Laughing Stock
Talk Talk Spirit of Eden
Talk Talk The Colour of Spring
At this point, it's not even fair to bring up Spirit of Eden or Laughing Stock, albums which would completely re-define what one should expect from platinum selling pop artists (or musicians in general). And it's clear from the departure of It's My Life that The Colour of Spring functions as Talk Talk's "transition" album, as far as the sound they are striving to achieve. But early Talk Talk was filled with great pop songs, and this album is that same pop songwriting applied to the nuanced, beautiful post-rock one should associate with Talk Talk. This is challenging, heady stuff with a heart of gold, an ass that shakes, and a mind twice as smart as any top 40 pop artist. One of three classics.
Talking Heads Remain in Light
Teebs Ardour
Teebs E S T A R A
E S T A R A might be more of the same, but Teebs is not.
Television Marquee Moon
The Avalanches Since I Left You
The Beatles The Beatles
The Blood Brothers ...Burn, Piano Island, Burn
The Dismemberment Plan Change
The Drones Havilah
The Field From Here We Go Sublime
The Flaming Lips Embryonic
See that cover? This is the same Flaming Lips, with that same childlike wonder at the limits of rock (argument: there aren't any), but hairier. Quite unshaven. Being re-birthed out of a vagina of light, all thrilled, ravaged, insane, and deeply, affectionately human. Party like it's 2009.
The Incredible String Band The Hangman's Beautiful Daughter
The Knife Shaking the Habitual
The Microphones The Glow Pt. 2
The National Alligator
The Smiths The Queen Is Dead
The Velvet Underground White Light/White Heat
The Wrens The Meadowlands
This Heat Deceit
Towers Full Circle
Full Circle, in which Towers consider genre-bending metalcore as something to aspire to. Towers are not only successful, but should become the new standard. Leave any and all metalcore hang-ups at the door.
Unwound Leaves Turn Inside You
Vashti Bunyan Just Another Diamond Day
Wolf Parade Apologies to the Queen Mary
Women Women
Women Public Strain
I connect with the guitars on Public Strain more than any artist, lyric, or else.
Wu-Tang Clan Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers)
Yellow Swans Going Places

4.5 superb
Towers Bel Air Highrise Plantation
Fuck bein' on some chill shit
We go 0 to 100 nigga, real quick
They be on that rap-to-pay-the-bill shit
And I don't feel that shit, not even a little bit
Oh Lord, know yourself, know your worth, nigga
My actions been louder than my words, nigga
How you so high, but still so down to Earth, nigga
If niggas wanna do it, we can do it on they turf, nigga
Oh Lord, I'm the rookie and the vet
Shoutout to the bitches out here holdin' down the set

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