Album of the Week

The decade-long wait is over.

“I also think about that moment when you feel you don’t know anything and you are soft like jello and any fork can go through you. And ideas change and grow on that soft spot where there’s a question mark.”

Sometimes only dreamy will do.

King Hannah’s I’m Not Sorry, I Was Just Being Me from 2022 elicited the most positive reader responses in the 10 or so years I’ve been posting a favorite album of the week.

Keeley Forsyth’s music reminds of me of Emma Stone dancing as both exist in a neighborhood or two away from the familiar while offering a far more compelling story.

I’ll take dreamy every time.

Portishead? Out of Season? If yes, proceed to checkout.

I missed slowdive’s Part 1 which began over 30 years and 4 albums ago, another gap in my anything but gapless musical experience.

I pre-ordered Jessica Pratt’s Here in the Pitch the moment I learned I could.

Difficult music can be a blessing. Some days, many days, the last thing I want to hear coming out of my hifi is the familiar.

On Something in the Room She Moves, Julia Holter’s latest released on Domino last month, she makes a subtle shift slipping into the beguiling.

I could survive on the music Adrianne Lenker makes for its warmth, kindness, compassion, and beauty.

I’ve been into, deeply into Einstürzende Neubauten since their 1983 album Zeichnungen des Patienten O. T. (or Drawings of Patient O. T.), having been introduced by WFMU back in the day.

I was certain this post already happened.

I’m a sucker for a good song.