Archive for December, 2016

Lauren’s album of the year (not)

Wednesday, December 21st, 2016

Laurens Playlist

This year I haven’t been able to single out one album as my favourite, so I’m going to give away a playlist of my favourite songs of the year instead. I know this is against the rules, but I hope you’ll let me off. There are even a few tracks that were released before this year, but I only discovered them this year. So yes I am a big cheat, but I don’t care. The artists on my playlist are Emilie Levienaise, Bon Iver, Glass Animals, Zammuto, Christine and the Queens, Dirty Projectors, OZZIE, Wiley, Braids, Soft Hair, Patrick Watson, Daughter, Portica, Radiohead and BabBadNotGood.

James’ album of the year

Friday, December 16th, 2016

Bon Iver – 22, A Million

My album of the year is Bon Ivor’s ’22, A Million’. On first listen, it’s all rather odd and confusing. After a few plays it continues to be all rather odd and confusing. With strange song structures, samples, chipmunks, distorted vocals and song titles such as ’10 d E A T h b R E a s T ⚄ ⚄’ and ‘____45_____’, some people have called it pretentious nonsense. Just strum your guitar Justin and give us some of those hummable tunes you used to write, they say. Not me. Yes, it’s rather odd, but it’s also hauntingly beautiful. And it’s miserable too. Miserably, beautifully depressing. And odd.

Amy’s album of the year

Wednesday, December 14th, 2016

Whitney – Light Upon the Lake

I’ve always had a soft spot for Whitney. When she sang ‘Could I Have This Kiss Forever’ with Hispanic hunk Enrique, I nearly … Pardon? What was that? Oh bloody hell, how embarrassing, yes, of course, hang on …

James introduced me to the love of Whitney by forcibly sitting me down and making me watch No Woman on You Tube. A lot. After much eye rolling I started to warm to them until I became a full blown fan and now I make everyone listen to them at every given opportunity.

Their gig in Oxford last summer, goes down as one of my all time favourites. Despite the fact it was way too hot and sweaty in the sticky basement of The Bullingdon, I felt genuinely sad when it was over and that’s pretty rare for me (I usually start to glaze over after the third song and wonder what I can eat when I get home). Who doesn’t like a live burst of trumpet, let alone an album where it’s given its due? What an exciting feeling.

Light upon The Lake has been described as a ‘woozy blend of countryfied soul’. I felt their angst and fought against my maternal instinct to climb up on the stage and reassure them that it will all be alright in the end. I hope I’m right, they’re a nice bunch.

There have been a few albums I’ve liked this year, but this is the one I keep coming back to. You will too. Absolutely.