YTD recordings listened to: 331
Good music, not recommended for purchase: 197
Not good music: 108
Honorable Mentions: 10
Possibles: Chris McGregor, Alvin Youngblood Hart, Dave Arner Trio, Bill Horist, MAKU Soundsystem, Zomby, Retox, About Group, Jessie Mae Hemphill, Bone Dance, Defeater, Jonwayne, Okkyung Lee, The Ballantynes, Debruit, Slidhr, The Whammies, The Chewers, Alexander Hawkins, Toxic Holocaust, Equal Stones, Comeback Kid, Susie Iberra/Roberto Rodriguez, Lenguas Largas, The Coral, Spacesuits, T.O.M.B., Fofoulah, Lozen, Erase Errata, Mohammed Abozekry, Dawn Richard, Torche, Leo Welch, Astral Swans, Mastery, Leviathan, Lightning Bolt, Xibalba, Hartley C. White, Weed, Cold Waters
@@@ Mariah Carey: Infinity (Sony, 2015) I love me my Mariah Carey! She got a little urban pop/r&b/hip hop mash going on in this tune. Some big string swells, a little rhythmic quasi-rapping in the verses, and the orgasmic reach for the sky hook in the chorus. Poor Mariah can’t find love, maybe because she’s bat shit crazy. I like the string part, somebody did a good job with that. Off the Beats Highlights/Hype page.
@@@ Vardan: The Night, The Loneliness (Moribund, 2015). Some heavy music to cleanse the palette after the brush with Mariah. Opens up post-rock, noisy aggro — there’s a little ambient drops of guitar that contrast nicely with the agonized vocals. Some righteously distorted guitar tones in the tune called Pt. 3. All the tracks are Pt. 1, Pt. 2, because parts are parts as the chicken sellers are fond of saying. It appears the singer does little more than sound like an orc from Lord of the Rings — I think I prefer it to lyrics — he’s just airing his grievances in a non-verbal manner.
@@@ Satan’s Host: Pre-Dating God Part 2 (Moribund, 2015) Very different than the Vardan tunes I just peeped. This is more of a classic metal vibe, with the tight rag around the balls of the shrieking vocalist, the double kick drum thwack of the drummer, and the alternating ka-chunk/pig squeals of the guitar player. The second tune, Soul Wrent, gets a bit more satanic as the tempo drops and the guitarist gets into an ill power chord circle. Although when the singer goes high like somebody is Tasering him, I do think it’s funny. And when I think of Satan, funny isn’t the word I think of. Actually, maybe Satan is a lot of fun, he’s got a bit of a bad reputation.
@@@ The Weather Station: Tapes (Paradise of Bachelors, 2015). What Thursday would feel right without some indie music? The publicist email sent to me describes ‘lapidary song craft’. Lapidary is a gem maker that engages in cutting and polishing stones. So when all you ungrateful fucks roll out on this blog don’t say you didn’t learn anything. The Weather Station is a woman from Toronto and she has very nice voice with a bit of huskiness in it. I’m not sure of the cutting and grinding metaphor as this is a wispy track — some little touches of ambient pedal steel, a lot of oohs and aaahs, a contemplative piano and a decaffeinated drum beat. It’s pretty good, it’s just not lapidary. Okay I think I’ve beaten the dead horse lapidary enough. Wait, lapidary.