Pretty late in the game with this one, but I still wanted to do a year-end list as a way of parsing the innumerable releases, scattered between my hard drives, CD stacks, and vinyl crates. The focus of this list is electronic-based music, as is the focus of Clocks & Daggers as a web log, with a few exceptions. In terms of highlights for 2009, seeing Animal Collective live was pretty much it, for me. Also, I started writing for Dusted Magazine in December -- they're an ad-free site for music criticism, based out of Brooklyn -- and I'm excited to be a contributor. Watch for my reviews! 2009 was a good year in music; let's see what I liked best...
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Dirty Projectors - Bitte Orca (Domino)2)
Tim Hecker - An Imaginary Country (Kranky)
Bibio - Ambivalence Avenue (Warp)4)
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Colder than a polar bear's toe nail, this is a no-brainer for Knife fans, and may be the next best thing to a full-length from Sweden's creepy bro/sis duo. Fever Ray is, and was, a total winter record; released last March its canted icy lens was transfixed onto the seasonally gray scenery. Despite The Knife's penchant for steel pan and other "summery" implements, Karin Dreijer Andersson keeps it monochromatic and deadpan this time around. The textures impress: nuanced percussion (blocks, blips, marimbas, flourished cymbals, hand claps and aggressive-attack synth plucks), pitched-down androgynous vocal tones, and expansive 80s keyboard lines all meld nicely. Listening to a record like this front-to-back is a weighty experience but, like most of the best LPs in your collection, is unjust heard at piecemeal. By the time you come out at the other end you're more the dizzy, calm, scared and exhilarated--though equally rewarded. Check my older post on Karin's creepy accompanying music vids. Viva Sweden!
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Mos' debut Black On Both Sides is a canonical NYC rap classic, as far as I'm concerned. When it came out in 1999, "conscious rap" was hard to grasp: I remember seeing Mos and Talib Kweli on BET hanging out in a bookstore in Harlem, talking about their favorite books, (most of which were about Black consciousness and social awareness) and I didn't understand where intellectualism could fit into the rap world, beyond KRS-ONE or Chuck D? But now "backpack rap" and Malcolm X-inflected rhymes seem passé-- a minor footnote in the hip-hop evolution. Here, Mos somehow manages to fly the same pre-millennial trajectory and never comes off stale, hackneyed, or worse-- preachy. In fact, instead of coming down to earth, he ascends into the stratosphere, riding the jet stream of Madlib and Oh No's blunted soundtracks, pushing himself hard. Slick Rick and Talib put in solid verses, and the beats are "forget about it": Preservation, the aforementioned stoned Stones Throw maestros, Mr. Flash and of course Dilla (see: "History") all contribute to Mos' triumphant return to legitimacy and artistic achievement.
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St. Vincent - Actor (4AD)I read somewhere that Annie Clark (goes by St. Vincent when holding an axe) composed all of these songs in her NY apartment on a laptop, since she could not play instruments without disturbing neighbors, writing the arrangements with "Garage Band" software. Besides being a respectful tenant, she proves to be a solid millennial composer: Clark sings and plays guitar, bass and keys on Actor, while woodwind, violin, french horn, sarongi, percussion and rhythm section is handled by a litany of talented session players, including Hideaki Aomori (Sufjan Stevens) and Alex Sopp (Bjork, Phillip Glass). I have a few small issues with Actor's sequencing: side two's unevenness could have used another pass of the iron, and I would omit one track to trim the fat. Apparently Clark was inspired by watching her favorite films while penning these tracks, and they often unravel like the creative process of an actor getting into, or shedding out of, their respective characters. Her art rock, like the rousing More Songs About Buildings And Food-inspired "Marrow," is really fun and a nice change from the more "heavy" shit in my rotation. Watch her play "Marrow" on Austin City Limits.
This record follows a few of the beat trends of late: CD-R "beat tape" shorts or tossed-off interludes, that may or may not have been conceived as such, and psychedelia punctuated by THC-laced drum-programming. The drugged-out vibe recalls Donuts, the Beatkonducta Series, Koushik's Tell Me What You See, Samiyam's Rap Beats Vol. 1, et alia. Ampexian received mixed reviews initially, but as a fan from the get-go, I got behind it with little hesitation. There are some very interesting ideas here, (and some bad ones) but in the end it's a decent long player from Warp's glitch-hop pioneer. As it goes, Scott Herren recorded the tracks for Ampexian on Ampex tape, lending the beats an analogue depth where the reverb and tape echo thrive. But if you were hoping for another One Word Extinguisher--this isn't it--he has moved on. Give the album a chance though, and the sweltering weed-stank of Prefuse's MPC pads will no doubt enter your blood/brain barrier.
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England's Luke Blair, aka Lukid, is one of the dozens of rising UK producers working in the post-Dilla, "wonky" left-field hip-hop cadre. His second release, Foma, is a very cohesive record from front to back, and goes down best in the early AM, after a long night of getting shitty with friends. Lukid is a perfectionist and you can tell by how well he manipulates the sounds in his palette, keeping it all neatly organized; the drums lock step in subordination to the push and pull of woozy rhythms, lulling your booze-soaked head to the pillow, only to jolt you back to wakefulness with blips and anxious synth sweeps. The percussion and samples are top shelf and he even touches on Dubstep, with nods to Dabrye, Dilla, and the Low End Theory scene in LA as well. Foma is hypnotic and was my favorite post-bar coming-down record last year. Recommended on headphones. Dig it.
Grizzly Bear - Vecatimest (Warp)12)
Dutch ambient producer Brock Van Wey came out of nowhere, at least on my radar (I don't think White Clouds... was highly promoted or publicized other than in Boomkat circles), with this double album of well-crafted ruminative workouts. Most of these tracks stretch out nicely at 1o minute-plus run times where, toward the 14 minute mark, you forget about the space/time continuum, lost in analogue washes of endless synth loops. Unlike Tim Hecker, or Fennesz, Brock prefers enveloping consonance over jarring distortion and digital sandpaper, using very little processed guitar, and mainly dilating keyboard chords and sweeping strings. Perfect music for starring out of an airplane window, I imagine. White Clouds solidifies Brock's place in the Boomkat set as a promising ambient composer.
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Tortoise - Beacons of Ancestorship (Thrill Jockey)14)
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Madlib is extremely prolific--and with that comes the possibility of some mediocrity, statistically speaking. But in terms of his Beatkonducta project, Vol. 5-6 does not suffer from any mediocre elements, and is one of his best instrumental collections to date. This album serves as an elegy to friend and collaborator, the late great J Dilla (I know, I am obsessed with Dilla and have mentioned him quite a bit on this blog). During the last three years of Dilla's life, before Lupus took over, he and Madlib worked together extensively and in doing so, informed each other's styles. Dilla started to sound like Madlib, Madlib started to sound (slightly) like Dilla, as it were. People considered them birds of a feather: both "in-the-cut" dudes, shy and quite, always in the studio, championing left-of-center productions, and always blunted. Here, Madlib drops a dizzying collection of beat shorts, all with reference points aimed at the late James Yancey and his legacy. There is some lazy chopping as you'd expect, but on the whole this is a solid effort by Madlib, and a sweet gesture from a mourning friend.
Lone - Ecstacy & Friends
This record seemingly slipped of the face of the earth when it was released last November, unfortunately. I really enjoyed Lone's 2008 Lemurian -- it was my introduction to the UK "wonky" scene and I still play it today. But Ecstacy & Friends, even on my 5th and 6th listen through, fails to be as compelling, or memorable. There are still some great songs here and his production is fully realized, grandiose even.
Telefon Tel Aviv - Immolate Yourself
I probably only listened to 60% of this album, and while I enjoyed it, I need to give it another chance with more attentiveness. As a side, it's pretty wild that Charlie Cooper (allegedly) killed himself the day after it was released, and while he didn't suffer from self-immolation, it's still fucked up.
William Basinski - 92982
I also gave this a once-over and was not immediately impressed. I know he is one of the modern, post-Eno ambient mainstays, but he's a bit pretentious, I find. I think his records get burn at Yoga classes! A re-visit is in order.
Sunset Rubdown - Dragonslayer
With the D&D-inspired album name, pause, this album seemed to have disappear down the pipe minutes after its release. It was very ambitious, and Spencer's creative writing foundation always provides for interesting lyrics. Great but not amazing, much like the last Wolf Parade record.
Sin Fang Bous - Clangour
Clangour drew some comparisons, on the surface, to Panda Bear and Animal Collective's more cacophonous outings. It typifies Nordic sensibilities, but is less experimental than some of the Fonal releases from Finland. A solid album and I'm looking forward the next one.
Jim O'Rourke - The Visiter
I need more time with this record as it was a late discovery. I'm thinking it would be in my top 15, easily, had I spent more time with it, since Jim is a very good musician/producer and I have heard nothing but good things.
Here We Go Magic - S/t
I'm going to rehash what every other critic has said: the long, meandering ambient interludes are utterly awful -- leave that to Deerhunter and No Age, who do them properly, as a counterpoint, or calibrated interlude which neither detracts from, nor distends the record as a whole. The mix of this record is very muddy, and not in a purposefully lo-fi way, but in a lazily engineered way. If you forget these complaints for a moment, there are hints of brilliance here-- some very interesting ideas that make Here We Go Magic pretty frustrating in the end.










































