I listened to almost no hiphop except for last year’s Janelle Monae, so no Frank Ocean, Roots, or Throne. It felt as if the only R&B I listened to was Amy Winehouse and Ike Hayes. As always now, there was so much music, so there was a lot I just didn’t get around to, so no Fleet Foxes, Anthony Hamilton, Teddy Thompson, and many others from the overvast overwhelming colorful sea. I think I enjoyed Adele’s album, but it was so ever-present, it feels like saying I enjoy clouds.
The one album I’ll make special mention of is Nerina Pallot’s Year of the Wolf. It was so tuneful I expected to hear more of it, wherever I was, but it remained little known enough that I could call it my own.
Some such lists are like stone tablets down from the mountain; these are a casual mentions in a conversation.
James Blake – James Blake
Julianna Barwick – The Magic Place
Alberto Iglesias – Skin I Live In soundtrack
Feist – Metals
Anna Calvi – Anna Calvi
Real Estate – Days
Girls – Father Son Holy Ghost
Blood Orange – Coastal Grooves
Zola Jesus – Conatus
Youth Lagoon – Year of Hibernation
Nerina Pallot – Year of the Wolf
M83 – Hurry Up We’re Dreaming
Grimes – Halfaxa
Tori Amos – Night of Hunters
The War on Drugs – Slave Ambient
EMA – Past Life Martyred Saints
Washed Out – Within and Without
Grouper – Alien Observer
Enjoy the last day of this year, and as many as you can of the next one.