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33 Frightened Rabbit: Painting of a Panic Attack
Tag: albums
34 Steve Mason: Meet the Humans
OK, it’s been a stressful day at ‘work’, I’ve still got a lot of boring charity work to do this evening, I’ve got a merciless headache, and I think I’m still mentally scarred from my stick being nicked yesterday, so I’m going to blast through the next few entries as quickly as I can, OK?
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35 Ital Tek: Hollowed
It has been said that Ital Tek is ‘the sound of Brexit’, which I’m not sure I agree with, but it offers me a good opportunity to waffle on about it
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For some reason, I thought that Ital Tek was European- perhaps it was the funny sounding name, and the desolate yet achingly beautiful soundscapes that always sound a little Scandinavian to me- so I was planning to introduce this wonderful album as the sound of the EU. The bastard’s actually from Brighton, so I had to make a late change
If your immediate response to Brexit is that it was simply racist, then you yourself are part of the reason for it
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35 Marissa Nadler: Strangers
This album is just…
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Lovely
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I haven’t got much to say about it, I think I exhausted my creative juices on the previous Kanye critique- or Kanyique, if you will- and now I’m just enjoying relaxing and listening to an effortless and gorgeously produced album
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37 White Lung: Paradise
White Lung remain one of absolutely the greatest things in the world
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If you were paying attention to Forbes ‘100 Best Things in the World’ issue this pat June, you would have noticed White Lung coming in at number 8, just ahead of ‘Getting a Package Delivered That You Forgot You Ordered’ and just behind ‘Juan Mata’
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38 Iggy Pop: Post-Pop Depression
In our culture, the highest and most revered and idolised people are the ones who were rock stars in the 60s and 70s
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If you want to avoid the profoundly dull and unoriginal complaints that are sure to follow any time you kick a stranger in the arse on a crowded train platform, simply tell him* that you used to play bass guitar for an early incarnation of the Moody Blues and watch him* immediately start praising how effortlessly cool you are, and bore on at length at how dull today’s music is in comparison while he* picks your foot up and forcibly inserts it into his* rectum to apologise
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*It generally only works on men, seemingly because as a gender they seem to be far more pathetically infatuated with a fictitious rock past they may not have even lived through
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Do you know what works for women instead? Fucking ponies
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39 Esperanza Spalding: Emily’s D+Evolution
40 Anderson Paak: Malibu
In a strange way, whenever you listen to Malibu you’re always a little disappointed…
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I met up with an old friend recently who I’ve not seen for literally a donkey’s years
who I obviously won’t name, because even if the chance of him reading this are slim I’m a great believer in data protection, so let’s just call him ‘J Theakston’…
No, that’s too obvious, let’s call him ‘Jamie T’…
No, not that Jamie T, who did one amazing song ten years ago and is still crapping out songs not fit to lick the sweat off Sheila’s boots to this day, a different Jamie T
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41 Bloc Party: Hymns
When The Bloc Heads first arrived ‘on the scene’
they were immediate and absolute masters of the type of trojan horse experimental and idiosyncratic pop music that forces me into a trance like state as I rub my nipples and moan orgasmically yet always entirely rhythmically
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42 Alicia Keys: HERE
Don’t you hate it when people ask you what ‘kind of music’ you like?
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It’s awful to think that some people (most people??) only like a certain genre or style, which the question covertly supports
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Be very wary of people who quickly answer the question with a definitive variety of music, increasing your wariness exponentially the more specific the genre they name. If they say they like ‘dance’, ‘classical’ or ‘indie’ music, then they are merely extremely boring people who only really interact with music when they want to escape all ties to consciousness, relax in their study while planning further expansions of their plantation, or just want to really magnify their dullness, respectively
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However, if they get more detailed, and say they only like metal music made by Brummies without the full collection of fingers, or rock music containing no more than three chords made by two men in denim jackets with mullets, or by a band from Glastonbury with a strongly simian frontman singing songs about touching things, then they’re absolutely thinking of a specific artist and a specific time when they first heard their music and are cursed to spend the rest of their life searching in vain for that specific moment in their life when they were last happy
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Necessary Evil 