Here are the top ten #THB albums of the year, complete with commentary from the other #THB Genius, Daniel. What a year…
10. Earl Sweatshirt- Doris
I think he tries too hard to rap like a man possessed. Or at least I hope he’s trying too hard because I can’t imagine how Earl ever relaxes if that’s the way that words fly around in his head.
ds: Yeah I never got past the third or forth song on this album. Glad Earl is free and all, tho
9. Cass McCombs- Big Wheel and Others
This is a way-too-long and altogether disappointing album but I just love this guy and he deserves a lot of money.
ds: We all have this artist. For me, it’s probably late-era Eels, and that’s not the kind of fact that endears you to a lot of people.
8. Superchunk- I Hate Music
Such a painfully consistent band. There are some seriously nice songs on this album. There’s also filler, but it’s all there and it’s safer and more cozy for me than that raggedy sweater in the back of my closet.
ds: I really can’t tell this album apart from the last 4 Superchunk album. They rocked it on Fallon, though. God bless them.
7. Rich Girls- The One I Want
I have a huge crush on this album I want to marry it and run away to Mendocino County with it and make little album babies.
ds: This album is like an actress that I think is talented but don’t really think that much else about and Truitt has a total crush on (obvs).
6. The Dodos- Carrier
This album’s about a guy who’s dead. That guy was in one of my favorite bands (WOMEN), as well as The Dodos. To be honest, I don’t think I ever cared about The Dodos until this album. Turns out, they’ve been quietly making important music for a while now. My bad.
ds: I first saw The Dodos open for Thee Oh Sees before either band kinda exploded. They’ve always been that really good music that you can put on if your mom is in the car with you. This album is probably their best
5. Yvette- Process
This dark and noisy indie rock record is about as close as we’re ever gonna get to Women again. I don’t know if I like it as much as I want to like it but I’m 28 years old and wondering about stuff like that is really not worth it anymore.
ds: I know I didn’t like it as much as I wanted to like it and I was saddened by that for a second. But I don’t agree this is the closest we’ll ever get to Women again. Seeing Chad VanGaalen live this year made me feel something, man.
4. Drake- Nothing was the Same
I really needed Drake this year. He was there for me in 2010. We weren’t really on the same page in 2011. But this year, 2013, I really needed some feelings. Don’t fight it, please. Drake is a lot like me, and probably a lot like most other guys. He goes back and forth from being a bravado-driven asshole to an insecure, sad baby in the blink of an eye with very little explanation. That’s normal, right? It feels very human. Drake is a fake name for a real person.
ds: If I was at a dance club surrounded by strangers and drunk enough I would totally lose my shit to ‘Hold On, We’re Going Home’ on the dance floor. Absolutely. Someone put it on the jukebox at a dive bar I was sitting in alone the other night and it fucking moved me and I can’t even begin to process that. As for the rest of the album, I’m pretty sure I’ll have fallen in love with it by June 2014.
3. Vampire Weekend- Modern Vampires of the City
Something changed inside me this year when I finally admitted/realized that 1) I am 28 years old and B) Vampire Weekend has three near-perfect albums. This is their near-perfectest.
ds: I agree with Truitt’s last statement. However, I stopped listening to this album about 6 weeks after it came out. I like it, though.
2. Pissed Jeans- Honeys
No band better captures how it feels to be good looking, white, healthy and …totally …fucking …frustrated about… EVERYTHING. Whatever the mature equivalent of teen angst is, Pissed Jeans captures that. When I found myself leaving domestication, living in my car and on couches, and paying bills with what was left of my engagement-ring fund, this album almost destroyed my car stereo.
ds: A significant portion of 2012 was a frustrated whirlwind, and at that time, I had Fucked Up’s ‘David Comes to Life’ as my solace. What I’m trying to get at, I guess, is that this album would have been a completely legitimate substitute.
1. Kanye West- Yeezus
There’s no way of recalling all the times I drunk-texted “HURRY UP WITH MY DAMN CROISSANTS” to random women in my contacts. That’s probably not criteria for instant AOTY, right? If you know me, you know how I feel about Kanye and you know you’re probably not talking me out of it anytime soon.
ds: You’re gonna lose your texting privileges really soon here, young man.