Can’t get behind this list. I usually try to understand and accept why some things are higher or lower than I’d like them to be. Taste is taste and popularity is always a factor in a list of this sort. But too much of this is pandering bullish (is bs more acceptable?). In this case, I don’t care about awards or popularity, I care about what was good, what connected, and then everything else. Nine Inch Nails and Trent Reznor just means too much to me to accept your generalizations.
In my opinion, this is one of the best albums I’ve heard this year. Up there with Discovery, if not better. I wasn’t looking for a party album. I was looking for an awesome audio treat. I feel Daft Punk delivered. I’ll be getting the vinyl.
Honorable mentions: Sword, Torche, Fiona Apple, Dirty Projectors
so far only up on NPR, also I misremembered. House of Circles
You missed Mr Gnome’s House of Leaves video… it kills every other video on this list. You should at least acknowledge its existance
wish they had done this when I saw them!
Dirt was a big album for me. It was the first album I bought by myself (using allowance money), and the first “heavy” album I ever heard. In retrospect, it was an album that led me from grunge to metal, and it still has a mythic quality to it. The subject matter was so dark (has anything really surpassed it as a tale of drug abuse?), I understand how a lot of people couldn’t go for it. The singles were great (Would?, Them Bones, Rooster), but I stayed for the depressing and evil horror that was Dirt, Angry Chair, and Junkhead. Those songs are mean, ugly, and rotten, and for a small skinny adolescent boy growing up in the sticks, it was the soundtrack for inner turmoil.
Over time, I grew passed it, grew passed metal (though have been coming back to it lately), but when it comes down to it, Dirt is my favorite, a monolith of a time in my life.
Japandroids! The sound of reckless abandon
Dave: Oh by the way, you don’t mind if we’re taking pictures right now, right?
Unknown man: Not at all. I used to be a fashion model for Appalachian Monthly.
First off, I have the album. It’s ambient and weird and interesting. But no, I’m not head over heels about it, and I’m not recommending it to friends. It exists.
But I agree that this write up shows more of the writer than of the subject. She makes some good points (operating in a vaccum), but ultimately if you listen to it and like it, that’s all that matters.