The Garbage & The Flowers – Eyes Rind As If Beggars (Fire)
Here’s a song that demonstrates there is no discernible difference between ‘All Tomorrow’s Parties’ and Metal Machine Music.
Body/Head – Coming Apart (Matador)
It articulates the feeling of inescapable grief, in what it says and what it keeps silent, as well as any album I’ve ever heard in my long yearning life.
Willis Earl Beal – Nobody Knows (XL)
Music to bury your parents to. Music to shake yourself to sleep to. Music to make a traffic jam seem poetic. Music to make you a better person. Music to make you the worst person you’ve ever been. Music to stalk children to. Music to save the world to.
It’s Your Funeral, Motherfuckers
There’s a point to be proven, you understand. Nothing personal, it’s just business.
Ty Segall – Sleeper (Drag City)
By Scott Creney I’ve always liked Ty Segall. Never loved him. Never felt my heartbeat increase when he played, never felt my hands shake when he sang, never felt an emotion when I heard his music.
King Krule – 6 Feet Below The Moon (True Panther/XL)
You can stream the album here. See how long it takes you to stop.
Fuck Buttons – Slow Focus (ATP Recordings)
If 85% of an album is weak dishwater, then it’s a bad album. There’s better ways to spend your time and money.
Hookworms – Pearl Mystic (Weird World)
Hookworms is the bruise on your thigh from a drunken early morning collision with the kitchen table.
