Probably the most truly definitive Ska Punk record, especially for ‘03. Rosenstock would marginally outdo it a few years later with them Arrogant S.O.B’s, but the core of Ska Punk in the 2000s absolutely lies here
Refined to crystallized form. The Blue Nile come through with a near-definitive example of Sophisti-Pop during the sound’s heyday- a collection of sheerly beautiful + contemplative Pop tracks
If the whole tracklist were as snazzy and immediate as the first two tracks + Stay, this would easily be in leagues with Hats for unfettered Sophisti-Pop classic of the 80s. As it stands now, it’s merely *almost* an unfettered Sophisti-Pop classic of the 80s
A holistic set of vibrant, deeply-felt Afro-Jazz sketches that all feel like interpolations of a connected idea
Even with having a strong candidate for TON’s worst ever non-interlude cut (I Love Goils), Life Is Killing Me nevertheless still shines through with an array of utterly searing pieces. I Don’t Wanna Be Me is so much quicker and sharper than your average TON track, its immediacy a large part of what makes it the band’s best moment if you ask me. Certainly an incredible record
TON go apocalyptic, for cataclysmically phenomenal results. Either a mighty, defiant second or third for the band, but when it’s hundos, what does it really matter. Certainly the most depressive TON release, but in the grief there’s fireworks no doubt
TON leap headfirst into the ethereal, and the result is one of the strongest showings of alternative metal in the 90s. Heavy, dissonant, bizarre, twinkling- so many adjectives that seem disjointed or even contradicting, but it all comes together tremendously
An oddball album amidst its depressive themes, what with the total freakazoid interludes and the at times at-odds production. And yet- it clicks into place nearly every time Steele and co branch off into the unknown. Steele’s truly one of a kind baritone and the band’s ethereal, almost Proto-Deftones instrumentation at points makes even the silliest of moments feel important (could still do without the interludes).
An album of silliness and great stature, the perfect encapsulation ... read more
Kind of like The Avalanches’ debut with a twee-ish spin, or a feverish amount of ecstasy- up to you. A total burst of vibrant energy from start to energy- one of the most blisteringly optimistic records I’ve heard in some time
It’s schlocky, bordering on a point of near parody at points- yet it’s all in such good, silly fun you can’t help but have a good time amidst feelings of near overwhelming ‘quirkiness’
Infected holds many of the infatuating qualities of Soul Mining that make this style of New Wave so intoxicatingly enjoyable. It’s not quite as airtight as the aforementioned, but still has plenty of excellent cuts with sharp songwriting- closer in quality than many would have you believe
Unlike the vast majority of New Wave by ‘83, which, more than anything, tended to focus on sheer maximalist groove, Matt Johnson’s debut under The The prioritized plaintiveness in its production. There’s an airiness to many of these tracks that helps let the utterly phenomenal production on display breathe in… and out. It’s unusual and to many may even read as ‘plodding’- I think it’s one of the best debuts of the 80s
Considerably more subdued and reflective than the chaotic cover would suggest, but still has heaps of Jazz-Fusion bravado underpinning the whole experience. Likely the best record from one of the 70s finest Jazz supergroups- Havona is one of the definitive moments of 70s Jazz, period
If You Leave attempts to land emotional gut-punches several times, but even at the record’s most impactful (Youth), something about the vocals and production leaves the whole thing sounding ham-fisted most of all
Truly the Goliath to your average Death Metal band’s David. Not ever to be casually listened to, but that’s the point for fuck’s sake. Sheerly captivating in spite of the track’s length and among Gorguts’ most impressive feats to date
Gorguts somehow don’t miss a single step after their 12-year hiatus, coming through with what in many ways may be their magnum opus. The screeching, discordant sounds of encroaching death that act as Gorguts’ M.O. certainly make up Colored Sands’ DNA- this time, however, there’s a grandiosity to the endeavor that is breath-taking as well as soul-snatching
Sandwiched between Gorguts’ two best records, yet still has the technical pizzazz and relentlessness that makes Gorguts so singular
Gorguts’ defining record, and goes toe-to-toe with some of Death’s best- that is a colossal feat. Not compromising for a second while also hooking you in on account of just how… distorted, the whole thing sounds. Incredibly technically impressive in every dimension, while pushing Death Metal as far as it could be taken (disregarding Sound of Perseverance here…) in the year 1998.
Definitely a major improvement on Gorguts’ debut, as the band’s core identity as tech-death trailblazers starts to really come to fruition here (before erupting in glory with Obscura). Condemned to Obscurity in particular is the sound of Gorguts emerging from Hell on a crimson black chariot