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Tuesday, December 18, 2012

The Best of the Rest
or
88 Lines about 44 Songs

(In order to go easy on internet browsers, this will be broken into four parts)

Part One

44) Adam Arcuragi - Oh I See
Gospel-infused folk that manages to build to a spiritual crescendo.  Having never heard of the guy before this year, I can't wait to see where he goes from here.

43) Yuna - Someone Out of Town
Brooding and haunting, this is one of my favorite chill songs of the year.  Reminds me of that one Imogen Heap song.

42) Lightships - Sweetness is Her Spark
I was likely to enjoy anything by a former member of Teenage Fanclub.  Airy pretty guitars will get me every time.


Wednesday, September 5, 2012

New Music Roundup 9/5

This week's post is pushed back a day because of Labor Day.  And, you know, laziness.

The Divine Fits - A Thing Called Divine Fits

A supergroup only under the loosest possible definition of the term, the Divine Fits combines Spoon's Britt Daniel with one of the guys from Wolf Parade and a drummer from some other band or something.  This albums to me sounds extremely similar to a Spoon album: were I interested in more than just recommending new music, I would wonder what exactly were the benefits of this side project versus Daniel just recording another Spoon album.

But fortunately, I am really only interested in whether the effort sounds good.  And if you like Spoon, as I do, you're bound to enjoy this album.  Despite the presence of a higher number of keyboards than on the usual Spoon album (the thing that makes this side project unique from Spoon perhaps?), this album is reminiscent of Spoon's more rock-oriented offerings: there's plenty of those patented spiky angular riffs that Spoon has become known for.  I'm still anxious for a proper Spoon release (and an honest attempt to follow up the populist leanings of Ga Ga Ga Ga, although perhaps that is a pipe dream), but this Divine Fits album is a good effort in its own right.

Selections
My Love is Real
Shivers
Like Ice Cream