This is a list I crafted out of stone and clay, even though all of the listening took place on modern technology using modern methods. Soundtracks are being excluded, because it doesn't seem an accurate way to judge the singularity of the word, although Dark Was the Night and the New Moon soundtrack (yes, seriously) deserve props for being fine aural listens. Also, here's a lot of critically acclaimed albums that will miss the list either by my lack of good consumption of their contents, or because they weren't that good.
Missed Records (by record title): Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix (Phoenix), Wilco (The Album), March of the Zapotec/Realpeople Holland (Beirut), Why There Are Mountains (Cymbals Eat Guitars), Post-Nothing (Japandroids), Phrazes for the Young (Julian Casablancas), Together Through Life (Bob Dylan), Stir the Blood (The Bravery), Outer South (Conor Oberst), Tonight: Franz Ferdinand, Album (Girls), Vapours (Islands), Watch Me Fall (Jay Reatard), Octahedron (The Mars Volta), etc.
With this in tow, we begin the crevices of my top twenty:
Honorable Mention. Blakroc - Blakroc
This spot was the most contested out of all of the spots on my list, because it seems to be my "there's a few really awesome songs" spot, which could have went to the Brit insanity of The Big Pink or to the hilarious Peaches, or even to that Muse record from this year that I didn't much like as a whole. However, Blakroc, the genesis of garage rockers The Black Keys, wound up being the most fascinating concept of the bunch.
Blakroc is essentially the members of the Black Keys backing up rappers from Raekwon to Mos Def to Jim Jones (who is remarkably still alive post-"We Fly High"). This record stands out because of the pure awesomeness of two whole songs in the brew of Raekwon's contribution "Stay Off the F-ckin' Flowers" and Mos Def's "On the Vista."
"Stay Off" plays with Raekwon's amazing sense of rap narrative, which he blissfully gave us a lot of on his Only Built For Cuban Linx..., Part II from this year as well. However, the way Raekwon's lazy lackadaisical draw perfectly meshes with the laid back stoner rock provided behind him makes the track perhaps his best of the year including much of Cuban Linx's material. We'll get to such debates later, but this earns its place on one mere glimpse of Raekwon's simple mid-fellating dialogue which he then note his girl is "lookin' at me with a relevant stare."
"On The Vista" is trippy indie with Mos Def, which seems to make either no sense or complete sense depending on your level of fandom for Def's career output. However, this is a spectacular careen where Def's words eventually become trite whispers towards the end of his "total control" as he is laid out on the vista. Obvious drug metaphors surround the song's sunny vibe and Def is on fire, also the second time he creates studio magic in 2009.
Unfortunately, a lot of stuff does not work on Blakroc. Efforts involving Nicole Wray never work out quite right, and the other songs never match the peaks. But those peaks just have to be scaled and heard.
20. The Von Bondies - Love, Hate, and Then There's You
In a scant five years, the Von Bondies finally found a way to return to the studio and release this record. They are no longer backed by a major label (most of the reason for the delay in release involves their release from Sire Records). However, they have only furthered the extent of their garage-pop, taking their efforts to producer Butch Walker and creating one of the more fun expeditions of sound seen in the past year. While it's hard to view the record as knockout spectacular, its success is reared by the catchy gems of "The Chancer" and "21st Birthday" as well as the lovable nature of its contents.
19. Kid Cudi - Man on the Moon: The End of Day
If you spoke to me in the first half of the year about hip-hop, I would be about as bad as every pasty-faced lover of a genre telling stories they can't comprehend. I would ask "Hey, where's Pete Rock and the Digable Planets these days?" I would wonder when they let the embrace of cool music die and turn into repetitive beat structures that I couldn't stand listened to by people that I also couldn't stand (white guys in polos). And I would realize that I wasn't looking hard enough and needed to keep searching, which would lead to the cycle of thought again. By the second half of the year, though, the music returned.
Everything on Kid Cudi's album is musical ear candy, from surprising production from MGMT and Ratatat to "Make Her Say" having a gorgeous sample of a piano-based version of Lady Gaga's "Poker Face." The embrace of indie pop and Kanye West-esque musical backing is a total charm, and Cudi's flow fits effortlessly with the music. However, Cudi also seems simplistic throughout the album. We seem to figure out in fifty minutes what could be said in roughly three sentences: Kid Cudi was a lonely dreamer in high school. Kid Cudi likes sex with women. Kid Cudi is stoned and famous now.
In that sense, this record is both a pleasing record and a massive disappointment at once. Cudi doesn't go any deeper than his mainstream contemporaries in subject matter, and yet embracing acts like Ratatat seems poised to adding an interesting bend to hip-hop. Additions like Luke Steele to Jay-Z's record or even innovations like Jon Brion producing Kanye's Late Registration a few years back are changing the genre for the better, and Man on the Moon is at least a partial attempt to innovate.
18. Morrissey - Years of Refusal
Morrissey isn't really that depressing of a man. Sure, his concept and songs are entirely based on the cryptic emotions of a man who was a long-time celibate and never showcased any trait of happiness and a complete stone-faced seriousness about all of his music, but the music itself isn't all that depressing, especially in his modern form. Following up the more murky Ringleader of the Tormentors, Years of Refusal seems to initially play like a Morrissey stereotype in its opening track "Something is Squeezing My Skull." Morrissey quips, "There is no hope in modern life."
And yet Years of Refusal is more Morrissey the person finally settling himself and being shockingly upbeat. Instead of continually entailing his troubles, he stares at the concept of death and merely shrugs. He knows it is coming, and he's as ready as he'd ever be. "One Day Goodbye Will Be Farewell" is not even downbeat at all. If anything, it is as carpe diem as Morrissey will ever be, essentially telling the listener to treat those they love well because no one knows their ending. (Of course, in the same song, Morrissey intones "When I die, I want to go to hell" to remind you that he's Morrissey.) And the music is very energetic, very pleasing to the ears for sure.
17. Lucero - 1372 Overton Park
One of my biggest regrets in forming the Top 10 of 2008 list was that I instantly regretted all of my picks, because conclusive lists are made to be broken. Moreover, I didn't give any credit to The Gaslight Anthem's The '59 Sound, a record that has actually bonded me to people and actually is not nearly as flawed as half of the list (and also, Death Magnetic was way overrated in hindsight).
So I fully expect that in the future, 1372 Overton Park could be a lot better than a lot of this list. The record's producer is Ted Hutt, who was the producer of The '59 Sound, and Lucero shocking sounds a lot like a more mature and wistful Gaslight Anthem, referring to folk heroes of the 60s like some man named Johnny Davis in a song of the same name. Horns and piano fly all over the piece almost in pure contrast to the hardened vocals of Ben Nichols (and in homage to the olden traditions of Memphis soul). Moreover, this is all being done on the dollar of a major label, so the sheen is clear but nothing of the legitimate soul itself is lost.
It is a record that seems intent to grow on the listener and to seep into your head, similar to Brian Fallon's wistful stories on '59 Sound. So keep that in mind in six months to a year.
16. Fever Ray - Fever Ray
It actually took a bit of looking up for this entry, because it is hard to establish the sound of The Knife and co-vocalist Karin Andersson's solo project Fever Ray. It is everything you would expect out of rave-based electronica, but there's a lot more creepiness and construction to Andersson's songs. "If I Had A Heart" is a particularly unique example of the perfect blend of sensuality, creepy, and disturbingly beautiful that is capable on this record. The song underlines its overly haunting beat with a down-tuned voice transmixed in mid-song with the delicate voice of Andersson, and it just cuts the soul in its three minutes and fifty seconds. There's no other way to put the song's impact in written perspective.
Of course, no song on Fever Ray strikes chills as effectively as "If I Had A Heart" and its piano-tuned repetition. "Dry and Dusty" is evocative, and the rest of the record is aural fascination, but it may have been guilty of not matching its lead in pure power. Still, if I have to go to another party again and this ISN'T on the playlist, I'm going to feel a "why bother staying" effect because it accomplishes amazing dance music with an interesting creep factor about it.
15. The Pains of Being Pure at Heart - The Pains of Being Pure at Heart
If you read Metacritic or Pitchfork this year, sadly, you won't be very impressed by all the "new territory" this list will cover, including many of the more highly raved about records of 2009. But at least in the case of Pains of Being Pure At Heart, there is a fun and nervous charm to their take on Cure-era pop as filtered by the Magnetic Fields. (God, I had to make the hyperbolic comparison at some point, might as well at this point.) The band seems to operate like a nervous, skinny 15 year old just learning into the concept of love. This sounds pejorative, I'm sure. It is not intentional. "This Love is F-cking Right!" and "Young Adult Friction" seem to understand the cuteness in nervousness and Stephen Merritt will be pleased. (Yes, that is possible. Yes, I said "nervous" three times. Well, now four.)
14. Mos Def - The Ecstatic
Going into 2009, it was a wonder if Mos Def would ever return to the lyrical smarts he showed on Black on Both Sides. After detours like The New Danger, a burgeoning film career, the disaster of True Magic, and leaving Geffen Records, it seemed like Mos was about ready to stay focused on acting full time. Of course, nothing is what it seems. With the release of The Ecstatic, there is a Mos who is completely fired up and writing some of the smartest lines of his career. The Ecstatic seems shockingly political on the surface, with songs having titles like "Workers Comp" and "The Embassy," but these songs are actually more of a sharp attack on the impersonal aspects of humanity. "The Embassy" especially skewers overly polite workers who act nice for the sake of employment, not for the sake of human generosity.
Moreover, the beats are especially on fire here. "Casa Bey" sounds like a screwed up 1970s game show, and is incredible. "Supermagic" is a phenomenal blast that opens the album with energy, perhaps adding to the feeling of Mos himself being more alive than ever before. Even the minimalism on display in "Quiet Dog" is amazingly fitting. Thus, The Ecstatic is a continually intriguing listen from a man who has regained his prominence in alternative hip-hop.
13. Bat for Lashes - Two Suns
Now, I'm not going to lie to you. Natasha Khan, the chanteuse who records under the name Bat for Lashes, is a bit intense. She also potentially is unappealing without the right mindset as well. Defining Two Suns as merely an album where Khan and her alter-ego Pearl exist feels too much like comparing the Brit to Sasha Fierce, and no one wants that. Her music also ran on the edge of dance-pop and medieval intrigue last time out on Fur and Gold, a solid record that perhaps attempted too much at once, instead of the calm of "What's A Girl to Do" and "Sarah" being present through its whole runtime.
Two Suns is an infinitely better record than Fur and Gold, however, because Khan is so utterly engrossing. She waxes poetic about a boy she made up in a dream. She says "I'll be boy and you'll be girl. Beautiful" on "Moon and Moon" where she notes about "a lover lost at sea." I have no idea what any of this means, other than the likely incorporation of Pearl throughout half of the album, namely on a song called "Pearl's Dream." However, it is blinding poetry. Khan speaks of a thousand crystal towers and of concepts that only she might only be able to comprehend as she details her mind's eye. This isn't to say Khan's a genius, but it is to say that her imagination ran vivid.
12. Jay-Z - The Blueprint 3
For the longest time, I never got Jay-Z's appeal or ability. His biggest fame came from losing to Nas in rap beef, he would even readily admit to holding back on lyrical denseness for commercial success, and up until his first "retirement," he seemed completely uninteresting to me as a rapper. Of course, I partly understood when I heard The Black Album, because the record was a solid enough effort, but I still did not think of him as a favorite rapper. If anything, it was more disheartening to see Nas sign to a label where Jay-Z was boss and to where they could record one not so great mix-up together (the otherwise great Hip Hop Is Dead's "Black Republican"). Then Kingdom Come came out and had its most remarkable track be from Chris Martin and was a failure otherwise. Then American Gangster came out and it was alright, I guess.
Then Blueprint 3 came out. I have to admit, I was shocked. I liked about everything. Jay-Z found the best elements of his production, got some great efforts out of the newer producers (like Swizz Beatz), and even had pitch-perfect cameos. Pitch-perfect cameos like Alicia Keys in the amazing "Empire State of Mind." Like Kid Cudi being a pretty awesome singer on "Already Home." Like Drake! Like Pharrell! The list goes on. This is the best mainstream rap record of the year. (Well, if the higher one doesn't count as mainstream, hint hint.) Jay-Z's flow is shockingly awesome in contrast to the last two records. Everything just seems to fit for a pleasing populist effort that might actually silence the hate from Shaun Carter's work.
(At this point, if you're going "WTF, why no more albums," I have decided to split this into two parts, because I could and because twenty one two paragraph entries won't get read unless you are an avid AV Club reader, which I suspect most of the people reading this aren't. So, it's split. 11-1 will be done within the week most likely. Oh, and album covers to format it better might be added soon, too.)
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