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Get Lucky is the obvious choice.
Melt Yourself Down’s We Are Enough is a better, less obvious choice.
This evaluation manages to overemphasize the collaborators while not even mentioning the Desert Sessions.
The Desert Sessions was the lab with collaborators, QotSA was what percolated at the top. I think it’s impressive that Homme has ditched the lab entirely and now relies solely on his vision and his songs. Since even Era Vulgaris featured a Desert Sessions leftover (Make It Wit Chu), you could say this is the first album that’s purely about Josh Homme and the musicians he has selected. It is a fantastic achievement if only for Homme’s new level of confidence in his own writing. He had never written anything remotely as emotionally raw as The Vampyre of Time and Memory. The fucker’s been constantly getting better since the very first Kyuss album in 1991 and he’s still improving at 40.
Actually, it’s worse than unbecoming. It’s the straw that broke this page’s back.
The “controversy” of defending the immensely popular – and the ensuing flood of comments – is probably the exact reason someone like Tom makes a living out of this. It gathers a lot of clicks. I’m not really surprised that Tom proceeds to basically tell us that we all have a stick up our butt for not enjoying M&S. It’s to be expected, it’s like the Miranda Lambert AotW and the Defense of Skrillex all over again.
But to read that this is what counts as a professionally successful webpage on Stereogum, and that none of us readers are good enough to come up with such a clever angle, well, that makes me want to stick to amateur music writers. I’ll go and remove Stereogum from my RSS feed now. I’ll see you when I see you.
That was great, Tom! Now do Red Hot Chili Peppers!
A tiny bit of humility would be much more becoming, Tom.
Genuine? Who the hell cares? Celine Dion is genuine too.
I’ll take a clever front over shit genuine-ness any day.
Chris once rubbed a microphone on my head, just to see if it’d make a sound.
Inches is fantastic, I wouldn’t even mind if the list had one or two extra songs off of it – I love No Sleeves for some reason.
I’ve been making bad puns about Pissed Jeans having leaked for a week.
Fantastic album. Shellac’s Prayer to God has been dethroned as the great misanthropy anthem by Cafeteria Food.
This list feels like it was made by someone who doesn’t think OutKast is that great.
Tom, if you like this album, you’re going to flip out when you hear John Cougar Mellencamp.
And Zammuto too, I guess.
Possibly Micachu & the Shapes.
That’s weird, I was just listening to 16-16-9-whatever last night, wishing another single would come soon.
For years I have thought I was the only one who felt Times of Grace was their absolute best.
I would’ve put Eye of Every Storm lower on the list, but otherwise this is fine.
Since the name of the category was “top new act”, not “rookie of the year”, Divine Fits and Father John Misty were fair game, but it should disqualify Death Grips, Grimes and Kendrick Lamar.
The Seer definitely is, yes.
This is the Ann Coulter of year-end lists.
Swans – The Seer
Chief Keef = no.
This = fuck yes.
I see something like Boz Scaggs and his crew in the video for JoJo.
It seems like whips, weed and rhymes about shorties and strip clubs will always find an audience, even if said audience really should know better.
I like The Police, and Maroon 5.
Breaking: Guy who is not a singer doesn’t sing well!
This is like a peek into some parallel dimension where shame doesn’t exist.
Clickbait is right!