My Aim is True is a great album, but yes, I did buy it because it’s the one with “Alison.”
In certain circles, what I’m about to admit may amount to sacrilege: I’m not that familiar with Neil Young. It’s time to rectify this gap in my musical knowledge.
In a mere nine songs, Michael Jackson made a masterpiece. This is more or less undisputed. Let us talk about one of the most prized records in my collection.
Perhaps you haven’t heard of Kindness — the slow-jamz electropop project from Adam Bainbridge — but if you have a fondness for early ’90s-style downtempo dance tunes and goddess Robyn herself, then do click on through.
Synthetica reminds me that I should really listen to Metric more often. Though I own this LP and a burned CD of 2003’s Old World Underground, Where Are You Now?, I somehow forget how much I enjoy them.
Amazon’s mistake was my gain because I pre-ordered the CD version of Jimi Goodwin’s Odludek, and on the day of its release, I received the vinyl+download edition. I can always burn a CD for the car (for I am one of the last dinosaurs who still plays music such a manner), and now this column can talk about how bloody perfect this album is.
Two weeks ago, I talked about how my dad preferred The Monkees over The Beatles, and how most of the Beatles records I own were originally my mother’s. Pictured therein was the group’s twelfth and last album, Let It Be, and I’d be remiss if I didn’t talk about it in some way.
Recorded in 1979 and re-released as a full album in 1990, Joy Division’s session with legendary producer and BBC Radio 1 presenter John Peel is a haunting, transcendent collection of songs.