I had planned to put paid to 2015 several weeks ago, before the loss of David Bowie tilted everything off axis. Even though it will only put me further behind, I'm going to plow ahead with one last post about last year. The music deserves it.
I'll now do my best to right those wrongs. Even so, I'll be leaving out a lot - like the Lloyd Price funk I discovered after reading his memoir, or that amazing Derek & The Dominoes bootleg that tended towards space rock, or the vintage Glass Harp album I scored in Austin...you get the idea. If you follow me on Twitter or on Facebook, you will get clued into this anecdotal listening as it happens.
They coulda been contenders.
I Want To Tell You
Time may be a flat circle but that doesn't mean I have enough of it.
Back in 2012 I raved about a strange group made up of offshoots from Unknown Mortal Orchestra who called themselves Opossom. Now they're back as Silicon and Personal Computer finds them more outré - and more sensual - than ever. Who cares if you know what the joke ultimately is - hop on for a wild and witty ride.
Speaking of jokes, Chastity Belt started out as one, something for a group of girls to do when the party needed livening up. Then they discovered they can write real songs; Time To Go Home is the charming, heartfelt result.
Sometimes when a band as seismic as Radiohead goes quiet, other artists fill in the space left behind. It's probably reductive to categorize Aero Flynn, Floating Points, and C. Duncan as such but they all touch on aspects of that sound. Check out Aero Flynn, Elaenia, and the Mercury-prize nominated Architect and see if you agree.
Radiohead fans often find entree into the world of contemporary classical music via the fantastic soundscapes of Olivier Messiaen. They would also be wise to check out his contemporary Henri Dutilleux and a recent album by Ludovic Morlot and the Seattle Symphony Orchestra would be an excellent introduction.
Elaenia led me to Marhaba, a four-track album by Maalem Mahmoud Guinia, a Moroccan singer and virtuoso player of the guembri, an Arabic lute. Floating Points contributes electronics to the first track and producer James Holden adds some subtle treatments to the other three songs. East meets west in hypnotic fashion and it all sounds perfectly natural.
Also delivering a fine line in hypnosis is Nico Jaar. I'm not quite sure why he didn't just put out an album called Nymphs - but if you put all the parts together, it makes quite a nice playlist.
Back in January, there was an hilarious (or depressing, take your pick) article in The New York Times about "rock music" being back. Strangely enough, they didn't mention great albums by White Reaper, Wand, Novella, Young Rapids, The Coolies, Wilder Maker and Car Seat Headrest. They all come at guitars, bass and drums from different directions, they should all be heard, and they're all on the playlist below.
At the risk of sounding like an awards ceremony thank you speech going overtime, I would also like to thank Frisk Frugt and Heather Woods Broderick for beautifully assembled, extremely distinctive albums, Yo La Tengo for covering The Cure, Hamilton Leithauser for hand-delivering the stunning Dear God, and Numero Group for reissuing Eyes Of Love, a funky soul celebration recorded by convicts in a correctional facility in 1979.
I don't know about you, but I'm ready for the after party.
Refugees from the mid-year Top 20
Ryley Walker is an extraordinary musician and an impassioned writer and singer. Primrose Green was a huge leap forward for him and if he shakes free of his influences it will be something to hear.
Am I the only one who finds Tame Impala, well, tame? Maybe so, but I'll go on about Pond, the wacky psych band that features musicians who play in Kevin Parker's project, until my face turns blue. Man It Feels Like Space Again was even more out there than their last - which means more FUN.
The multicultural twins who make up Ibeyi seem to have emerged fully formed with their blend of uber-hip beats and sultry singing. I'd like to hear them feeling a little less comfortable but their debut is a real pleasure.
Finally, Bob Dylan. Doesn't he always have the last word? But as much as I loved Shadows In The Night, his take on songs made famous by Sinatra, I want to hear more of the bloody-minded storytelling that made Tempest so special.
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