Pazz & Jop 2013
Albums
10. Chance the Rapper: Acid Rap (Self-released)
Good kid from a mad city. On the hidden-at-the-start track "Paranoia," 20-year-old Chancelor Bennett flips DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince's "Summertime" on its side and reminds us that many African-Americans in Chicago dread summer for the death toll it brings. This breakthrough mixtape, then, catalogs how he's managed to weather the madness - with weed and LSD, sure, but mostly by keeping in conversation with his inner goofball. Amping the novelty content of his high-humored nasality should take him to the next level. So should his knack for tough-minded inspirational numbers like "That's Love" and "Everybody's Something." And thus he earns his boast from the very first track: "This your favorite album and it ain't even fucking done." He said it, not me.
9. Kanye West: Yeezus (Def Jam)
Now he has something else to brag about - getting to Blood on the Dance Floor in half the time it took Michael Jackson. And with no child star traumas to mine either.
8. King Krule: 6 Feet Beneath The Moon (True Panther Sounds)
At 19 years old, London's King Krule (né Archy Marshall) has already perfected an archetype - the moody bastard who gets all the girls by sulking in the corner and clutching a notebook of terrible poetry. If only we could console him! Ah but we can! The skeletal sound, Chris Isaak spooning with J Dilla, leaves enough space around his Krockadile-tears baritone to make himself attainable. When he double-tracks that baritone, it is to swoon - two Archies for the price of one. But the best moments occur when he puts an echo on his voice giving flight to many Archies, one for each of us to console.
7. My Bloody Valentine: m b v (m b v)
After the new millennium, I didn't even want a follow up to Loveless. How could it compare? How could we even hear it? Clearly, though, I was fooling myself because immediately upon giving up, a slew of artists with some sort of MBV DNA kept popping up like a repressed consciousness: Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, Ariel Pink, Belong, Glasvegas, The Angelic Process, Li Jianhong, Philipp Matalla (see below), etc. all of whom were reminding me that My Bloody Valentine was in my DNA and I wanted them back.
So the main question I have upon ingesting their 22-year-aborning follow up is what MBV-esque wonders I missed while I was consciously waiting for Kevin Shields' muse to kick him in the ass in the 1990s. The only two albums I can think of are Pita: Get Out (Mego, 1999) and All Natural Lemon & Lime Flavors: Turning Into Small (Gern Blandsten, 1998) which I probably would've heard as Stereolab-esque at the time. What else did I miss?
Anyway, my favorite track on this one is easily the first, "she found now." I will never ever forget coming home late from the city that Saturday night and, completely stunned, finding the album in my inbox. "she found now" was Kevin greeting us with a soothing, fuzzy bubblebath, massaging our shoulders, telling us "it's alright now...I'm here...I know...I know...soft...shhh..." I cried. I did.
6. Brandy Clark: 12 Stories (Slate Creek)
The new Nashville aristocracy - queer, left-leaning, filler-averse. Clark doesn't possess the vocal identity to convince me that this is more than a collection of 12 demos Leann Rimes was afraid to touch. But so what? There's not a clinker in the bunch and a line like "He's some stranger's husband and I'm some stranger's wife" is Parton-worthy.
5. Amber London: Tru 2 Tha Phonk (Self-released)
A member of SpaceGhostPurrp's Raider Klan, London has fashioned a mixtape so laid back it's unnerving. Tru 2 her Houston roots, she chops and screws already low key tracks until they clank and echo in a 3am haze. Then things get ever slower, so slow that she accesses some sort of heartbreaking otherworldliness at the core of her creations, especially "Choppa Got Dat Ass Shakin Like A Hoe On Da Flo Nigga," the last 45 seconds of which were the most gorgeous sound I heard in 2013. If Bela Tarr ever wants an alternative soundtrack for The Turin Horse, he should listen here.
4. Lady Gaga: Artpop (Streamline/Interscope)
I couldn't stand this at first because the song doctor in her had clearly overtaken the disco diva. Born This Way kept both aspects in balance whereas this one sacrificed the forward motion of dance music for a proggy writing in parts. But after many listens, those parts finally became moments to obsess on. And soon I could hear her loving her own genius for pop song construction which just fuels our delight all the more. In other encouraging news, she's still a weirdo.
3. Kurt Vile: Wakin on a Pretty Daze (Matador)
The new pop music democracy - an album easy to ignore but difficult to turn off. It makes so few demands that one need never bother discerning the lyrics nor determining which slab of 1970s stoner rock wooze he's referencing at any given point. Irresponsible perhaps but hey - I'm a busy guy.
2. M.I.A.: Matangi (N.E.E.T./Interscope)
The premier record maker of our era continues to astound. This time out, her charitable donations to your ear extend to a voice which she splinters and unmoors until it echoes like transmissions from the displaced worldtowners who remain her greatest commitment. And for those who thought she's lost her lyrical edge, perhaps the noize obscured this nugget: "Truth is like a rotten tooth, you gotta spit it out/I left the bottom two, let my wisdom work it out."
1. John Wizards: John Wizards (Planet Mu)
It's faintly ridiculous that Cape Town's John Withers labels one of his songs "Finally/Jet Up" as if it had two parts. For the truth of the matter is that all fifteen of these slices of exuberant invention go through multiple permutations of Afropoptronica before morphing into the next track if one can even perceive the divide. Recorded over two years in Withers' bedroom, it's all directionless play and sandbox wonder - King Sunny Adé suffering from ADD, Shangaan electro producer Nozinja popping Ritalin, Disney's Main Street Electric Parade winding its way through the townships. Some will chalk up the truncated song lengths and overall chirpiness to Withers' day job as a writer of television commercial jingles. But mitigating any sense of smarm is the feeling that the album is essentially inexpressive, despite occasional vocal assists from Rwandan Emmanuel Nzaramba. Like another South African curio, the 1985 Via Afrika album on EMI America, John Wizards seems to come from nowhere. Here's hoping, unlike Via Afrika, it doesn't wind up there too.
Singles
10. RuPaul feat. Big Freedia: “Peanut Butter” (RuCo)
Given how much she had to Oprah up drag in order to bring it to the masses, it's amazing her 1993 debut came off as sassy as it did. But she's littered her discography with godawful inspirational numbers and dishwater disco ever since. Now that she's actually become Oprah with her Drag Race empire, she's trying a bit harder, e.g., this wiener-flopping nod to New Orleans bounce. And even at that, bounce queen diva Big Freedia deserves top billing, especially after Ru's tepid rap. With grassroots glamour and impeccable flow, Freedia sends the track sailing to your buttcheeks. Wieners too.
9. DJ Fresh vs. Diplo Feat. Dominique Young Unique: "Earthquake" (Ministry of Sound)
As a writer who mourns the sacrifice of the English language at the altar of efficiency, I loathe the low word count of Twitter. But as a lover of opportunists making a mad dash for the pop jugular, I adore vines. Six seconds is plenty of time to get a hook across and in the war of "whoa what's that one?" while watching pretty boys twerk together, "Earthquake" came out on top. Hook of the year, easy, and I trust that Diplo, the millennium's greatest sound effects man, will land a single on my list each time out.
8. Philipp Matalla: "Lack of Loss"/"Alright"/"Alright (MMKM Is Not A Mix)" (Kann)
Kinda like the disco correlation to the Amber London mixtape above. From Leipzig, Germany, Matalla takes a slow-motion funk net and trawls through murky waters for half-remembered guitar parts and Bob Dylan songs. The beat clatters like typewriters. Tinkerbells sparkle up top. It's 3am. Matalla puts in a call to his therapist. He needs help with his digital hoarding. But, selfishly, we hope it goes to voice mail.
7. Pusha T: "Numbers on the Boards" (GOOD Music/Def Jam)
Where once the impermanent working conditions of musicians rendered their profession exceptionable, perhaps even irresponsible, now such conditions are the post-industrial status quo. But something similar could be said of inner/outer city drug dealers. So the rapper who makes his money dealing positively reeks of the zeitgeist. "How could you relate when you ain't never been great/And rely on rap money to put food on your plates?"asks Pusha T. But yeesh - who can't relate? Who isn't relying on some sort of flexible and devalued mode of employment? And who can't relate to the empty sound with which he evokes America 2013 - a clipped sample of electronic pots and pans from one of those library music tapes Luke Vibert uncovered a decade ago, a stomach-growling beat, and, um, that's it. When a Jay-Z sample appears for four disorienting seconds, it's like a drive-by glimpse of a luxury we cannot afford.
6. Girls' Generation: “I Got a Boy” (S.M. Entertainment)
A Burt Bacharach quote from Bob Stanley's endless Yeah Yeah Yeah: The Story of Modern Pop: "One-level records always made me a little bit uncomfortable after a while. They stayed at one intensity. It kind of beats you up, you know? It's like a smile. If you have a great smile, you use it quick, not all the time." Or you could use several different smiles for a multi-level record that offers all sorts of demented shifts. G-Dragon had two smiles last year with "Crayon." But Girls' Generation's January 1st release has about six. Hence it's three times better. And as they ride out on 140 BPM, it still beats you up, you know? From "This Empty Place" to "I Got a Boy," multi-level smile pop has been the blueprint for the greatest singles of all time. Why's that so difficult to grasp?
5. Inaya Day Allstars: "Good Feeling (A Director's Cut Master)" (Self-released)
During Labor Day weekend, a friend invited me to check out Frankie Knuckles spinning at a party called Queen. At dinner beforehand, though, his stomach was bothering him and when it came time to make our way to the club, he confessed that he probably couldn't make it. In fact, the pain got so bad that we took a seat on a random tiny brick ledge and people watched. Across the street was a straight bar with a butch name like Sluggers blaring the gayest 1990s dance pop imaginable - Robin S, La Bouche, the like. And...it was a blast. It was like our own little club on the side of the road except we could actually hear one another and no one was bumping into us.
Later in the week, he sent me Knuckles' set and this garagey track stood out. The good feeling of the title is when love takes over, namely love for the DJ and his dancefloor. "Let it take you there when it feels right" chant the Allstars on their way to the track's handraising summit and it must have made for a euphoric moment in the club. For me, though, it will always be about a milder, albeit deeper, euphoria - taking your pleasures where you find them even (especially) when you think the good times may be happening somewhere else.
4. Bruno Mars: "Treasure" (Atlantic)
Mars always seems to be trying too hard ("Grenade," "Locked Out of Heaven") or not enough ("The Lazy Song") to ingratiate himself with the public. But the bubblefunky "Treasure" pours out of the radio with the ease of a natural occurrence, eroded off The Jackson 5 Memorial at Mount Rushmore.
3. Vampire Weekend: "Blurred Lines" (BBC's Live Lounge)
I give Ezra Koenig & Co. a pass for the song's sexism because I already gave Robin Thicke & Co. a pass. Pop music's shitty politics are its blessing and its curse. But with crucial assistance from some soul sisters (who, though?), this version is a much more inviting party that blurs lines between James Brown and Medium Medium. It's altogether looser, warmer, and funnier than the original. Sexier too - Ezra's falsetto will make you wish you were his boat shoes.
2. Baauer: "Harlem Shake" (Jeffree's/Mad Decent, 2012)
Info pop at its richest and most masterful.
1. Busta Rhymes ft. Q-Tip, Lil Wayne, and Kanye West: “Thank You” (Cash Money/Republic)
Alicia Myers' 1981 early morning disco classic "I Want To Thank You" is the gift that keeps on giving. Last year, Dead Rose Music Company rerubbed it until yes I said yes I will Yes. Now Busta has looped the guitar jangle and, along with Q-Tip, goes up against it in a dumbfounding display of virtuosity. They fire out words quicker than you can process them while the guitar jangles on and on, two lines of changing same locked in a death match. But the loop wins because, unlike Busta, it never needs to take a breath. And yet, à bout de souffle, he allows perversely long chunks of chorus to play out, especially at the end. In short, the musical equivalent of holding one's breath for two minutes and then letting it out. It holds forth the scrumptious possibility that flecks of "I Want To Thank You" will grace all ten of the greatest singles of the decade.
Albums
1. John Wizards: John Wizards (Planet Mu)
2. M.I.A.: Matangi (N.E.E.T./Interscope)
3. Kurt Vile: Wakin on a Pretty Daze (Matador)
4. Lady Gaga: Artpop (Streamline/Interscope)
5. Amber London: Tru 2 Tha Phonk (Self-released)
6. Brandy Clark: 12 Stories (Slate Creek)
7. MBV: m b v (m b v)
8. King Krule: 6 Feet Beneath The Moon (True Panther)
9. Kanye West: Yeezus (Def Jam)
10. Chance the Rapper: Acid Rap (Self-released)
Singles
1. Busta Rhymes ft. Q-Tip, Lil Wayne, and Kanye West: “Thank You” (Cash Money/Republic)
2. Baauer: "Harlem Shake" (Jeffree's/Mad Decent, 2012)
3. Vampire Weekend: "Blurred Lines" (BBC's Live Lounge)
4. Bruno Mars: "Treasure" (Atlantic)
5. Inaya Day Allstars: "Good Feeling (A Director's Cut Master)" (Self-released) "Keep Pushin'"
6. Girls' Generation: “I Got a Boy” (S.M. Entertainment)
7. Pusha T: "Numbers on the Boards" (GOOD Music/Def Jam)
8. Philipp Matalla: "Lack of Loss"/"Alright" (Kann)
9. DJ Fresh vs. Diplo Feat. Dominique Young Unique: "Earthquake" (Ministry of Sound)
10. RuPaul (feat. Big Freedia): “Peanut Butter” (RuCo)
10. Chance the Rapper: Acid Rap (Self-released)
Good kid from a mad city. On the hidden-at-the-start track "Paranoia," 20-year-old Chancelor Bennett flips DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince's "Summertime" on its side and reminds us that many African-Americans in Chicago dread summer for the death toll it brings. This breakthrough mixtape, then, catalogs how he's managed to weather the madness - with weed and LSD, sure, but mostly by keeping in conversation with his inner goofball. Amping the novelty content of his high-humored nasality should take him to the next level. So should his knack for tough-minded inspirational numbers like "That's Love" and "Everybody's Something." And thus he earns his boast from the very first track: "This your favorite album and it ain't even fucking done." He said it, not me.
9. Kanye West: Yeezus (Def Jam)
Now he has something else to brag about - getting to Blood on the Dance Floor in half the time it took Michael Jackson. And with no child star traumas to mine either.
8. King Krule: 6 Feet Beneath The Moon (True Panther Sounds)
At 19 years old, London's King Krule (né Archy Marshall) has already perfected an archetype - the moody bastard who gets all the girls by sulking in the corner and clutching a notebook of terrible poetry. If only we could console him! Ah but we can! The skeletal sound, Chris Isaak spooning with J Dilla, leaves enough space around his Krockadile-tears baritone to make himself attainable. When he double-tracks that baritone, it is to swoon - two Archies for the price of one. But the best moments occur when he puts an echo on his voice giving flight to many Archies, one for each of us to console.
7. My Bloody Valentine: m b v (m b v)
After the new millennium, I didn't even want a follow up to Loveless. How could it compare? How could we even hear it? Clearly, though, I was fooling myself because immediately upon giving up, a slew of artists with some sort of MBV DNA kept popping up like a repressed consciousness: Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, Ariel Pink, Belong, Glasvegas, The Angelic Process, Li Jianhong, Philipp Matalla (see below), etc. all of whom were reminding me that My Bloody Valentine was in my DNA and I wanted them back.
So the main question I have upon ingesting their 22-year-aborning follow up is what MBV-esque wonders I missed while I was consciously waiting for Kevin Shields' muse to kick him in the ass in the 1990s. The only two albums I can think of are Pita: Get Out (Mego, 1999) and All Natural Lemon & Lime Flavors: Turning Into Small (Gern Blandsten, 1998) which I probably would've heard as Stereolab-esque at the time. What else did I miss?
Anyway, my favorite track on this one is easily the first, "she found now." I will never ever forget coming home late from the city that Saturday night and, completely stunned, finding the album in my inbox. "she found now" was Kevin greeting us with a soothing, fuzzy bubblebath, massaging our shoulders, telling us "it's alright now...I'm here...I know...I know...soft...shhh..." I cried. I did.
6. Brandy Clark: 12 Stories (Slate Creek)
The new Nashville aristocracy - queer, left-leaning, filler-averse. Clark doesn't possess the vocal identity to convince me that this is more than a collection of 12 demos Leann Rimes was afraid to touch. But so what? There's not a clinker in the bunch and a line like "He's some stranger's husband and I'm some stranger's wife" is Parton-worthy.
5. Amber London: Tru 2 Tha Phonk (Self-released)
A member of SpaceGhostPurrp's Raider Klan, London has fashioned a mixtape so laid back it's unnerving. Tru 2 her Houston roots, she chops and screws already low key tracks until they clank and echo in a 3am haze. Then things get ever slower, so slow that she accesses some sort of heartbreaking otherworldliness at the core of her creations, especially "Choppa Got Dat Ass Shakin Like A Hoe On Da Flo Nigga," the last 45 seconds of which were the most gorgeous sound I heard in 2013. If Bela Tarr ever wants an alternative soundtrack for The Turin Horse, he should listen here.
4. Lady Gaga: Artpop (Streamline/Interscope)
I couldn't stand this at first because the song doctor in her had clearly overtaken the disco diva. Born This Way kept both aspects in balance whereas this one sacrificed the forward motion of dance music for a proggy writing in parts. But after many listens, those parts finally became moments to obsess on. And soon I could hear her loving her own genius for pop song construction which just fuels our delight all the more. In other encouraging news, she's still a weirdo.
3. Kurt Vile: Wakin on a Pretty Daze (Matador)
The new pop music democracy - an album easy to ignore but difficult to turn off. It makes so few demands that one need never bother discerning the lyrics nor determining which slab of 1970s stoner rock wooze he's referencing at any given point. Irresponsible perhaps but hey - I'm a busy guy.
2. M.I.A.: Matangi (N.E.E.T./Interscope)
The premier record maker of our era continues to astound. This time out, her charitable donations to your ear extend to a voice which she splinters and unmoors until it echoes like transmissions from the displaced worldtowners who remain her greatest commitment. And for those who thought she's lost her lyrical edge, perhaps the noize obscured this nugget: "Truth is like a rotten tooth, you gotta spit it out/I left the bottom two, let my wisdom work it out."
1. John Wizards: John Wizards (Planet Mu)
It's faintly ridiculous that Cape Town's John Withers labels one of his songs "Finally/Jet Up" as if it had two parts. For the truth of the matter is that all fifteen of these slices of exuberant invention go through multiple permutations of Afropoptronica before morphing into the next track if one can even perceive the divide. Recorded over two years in Withers' bedroom, it's all directionless play and sandbox wonder - King Sunny Adé suffering from ADD, Shangaan electro producer Nozinja popping Ritalin, Disney's Main Street Electric Parade winding its way through the townships. Some will chalk up the truncated song lengths and overall chirpiness to Withers' day job as a writer of television commercial jingles. But mitigating any sense of smarm is the feeling that the album is essentially inexpressive, despite occasional vocal assists from Rwandan Emmanuel Nzaramba. Like another South African curio, the 1985 Via Afrika album on EMI America, John Wizards seems to come from nowhere. Here's hoping, unlike Via Afrika, it doesn't wind up there too.
Singles
10. RuPaul feat. Big Freedia: “Peanut Butter” (RuCo)
Given how much she had to Oprah up drag in order to bring it to the masses, it's amazing her 1993 debut came off as sassy as it did. But she's littered her discography with godawful inspirational numbers and dishwater disco ever since. Now that she's actually become Oprah with her Drag Race empire, she's trying a bit harder, e.g., this wiener-flopping nod to New Orleans bounce. And even at that, bounce queen diva Big Freedia deserves top billing, especially after Ru's tepid rap. With grassroots glamour and impeccable flow, Freedia sends the track sailing to your buttcheeks. Wieners too.
9. DJ Fresh vs. Diplo Feat. Dominique Young Unique: "Earthquake" (Ministry of Sound)
As a writer who mourns the sacrifice of the English language at the altar of efficiency, I loathe the low word count of Twitter. But as a lover of opportunists making a mad dash for the pop jugular, I adore vines. Six seconds is plenty of time to get a hook across and in the war of "whoa what's that one?" while watching pretty boys twerk together, "Earthquake" came out on top. Hook of the year, easy, and I trust that Diplo, the millennium's greatest sound effects man, will land a single on my list each time out.
8. Philipp Matalla: "Lack of Loss"/"Alright"/"Alright (MMKM Is Not A Mix)" (Kann)
Kinda like the disco correlation to the Amber London mixtape above. From Leipzig, Germany, Matalla takes a slow-motion funk net and trawls through murky waters for half-remembered guitar parts and Bob Dylan songs. The beat clatters like typewriters. Tinkerbells sparkle up top. It's 3am. Matalla puts in a call to his therapist. He needs help with his digital hoarding. But, selfishly, we hope it goes to voice mail.
7. Pusha T: "Numbers on the Boards" (GOOD Music/Def Jam)
Where once the impermanent working conditions of musicians rendered their profession exceptionable, perhaps even irresponsible, now such conditions are the post-industrial status quo. But something similar could be said of inner/outer city drug dealers. So the rapper who makes his money dealing positively reeks of the zeitgeist. "How could you relate when you ain't never been great/And rely on rap money to put food on your plates?"asks Pusha T. But yeesh - who can't relate? Who isn't relying on some sort of flexible and devalued mode of employment? And who can't relate to the empty sound with which he evokes America 2013 - a clipped sample of electronic pots and pans from one of those library music tapes Luke Vibert uncovered a decade ago, a stomach-growling beat, and, um, that's it. When a Jay-Z sample appears for four disorienting seconds, it's like a drive-by glimpse of a luxury we cannot afford.
6. Girls' Generation: “I Got a Boy” (S.M. Entertainment)
A Burt Bacharach quote from Bob Stanley's endless Yeah Yeah Yeah: The Story of Modern Pop: "One-level records always made me a little bit uncomfortable after a while. They stayed at one intensity. It kind of beats you up, you know? It's like a smile. If you have a great smile, you use it quick, not all the time." Or you could use several different smiles for a multi-level record that offers all sorts of demented shifts. G-Dragon had two smiles last year with "Crayon." But Girls' Generation's January 1st release has about six. Hence it's three times better. And as they ride out on 140 BPM, it still beats you up, you know? From "This Empty Place" to "I Got a Boy," multi-level smile pop has been the blueprint for the greatest singles of all time. Why's that so difficult to grasp?
5. Inaya Day Allstars: "Good Feeling (A Director's Cut Master)" (Self-released)
During Labor Day weekend, a friend invited me to check out Frankie Knuckles spinning at a party called Queen. At dinner beforehand, though, his stomach was bothering him and when it came time to make our way to the club, he confessed that he probably couldn't make it. In fact, the pain got so bad that we took a seat on a random tiny brick ledge and people watched. Across the street was a straight bar with a butch name like Sluggers blaring the gayest 1990s dance pop imaginable - Robin S, La Bouche, the like. And...it was a blast. It was like our own little club on the side of the road except we could actually hear one another and no one was bumping into us.
Later in the week, he sent me Knuckles' set and this garagey track stood out. The good feeling of the title is when love takes over, namely love for the DJ and his dancefloor. "Let it take you there when it feels right" chant the Allstars on their way to the track's handraising summit and it must have made for a euphoric moment in the club. For me, though, it will always be about a milder, albeit deeper, euphoria - taking your pleasures where you find them even (especially) when you think the good times may be happening somewhere else.
4. Bruno Mars: "Treasure" (Atlantic)
Mars always seems to be trying too hard ("Grenade," "Locked Out of Heaven") or not enough ("The Lazy Song") to ingratiate himself with the public. But the bubblefunky "Treasure" pours out of the radio with the ease of a natural occurrence, eroded off The Jackson 5 Memorial at Mount Rushmore.
3. Vampire Weekend: "Blurred Lines" (BBC's Live Lounge)
I give Ezra Koenig & Co. a pass for the song's sexism because I already gave Robin Thicke & Co. a pass. Pop music's shitty politics are its blessing and its curse. But with crucial assistance from some soul sisters (who, though?), this version is a much more inviting party that blurs lines between James Brown and Medium Medium. It's altogether looser, warmer, and funnier than the original. Sexier too - Ezra's falsetto will make you wish you were his boat shoes.
2. Baauer: "Harlem Shake" (Jeffree's/Mad Decent, 2012)
Info pop at its richest and most masterful.
1. Busta Rhymes ft. Q-Tip, Lil Wayne, and Kanye West: “Thank You” (Cash Money/Republic)
Alicia Myers' 1981 early morning disco classic "I Want To Thank You" is the gift that keeps on giving. Last year, Dead Rose Music Company rerubbed it until yes I said yes I will Yes. Now Busta has looped the guitar jangle and, along with Q-Tip, goes up against it in a dumbfounding display of virtuosity. They fire out words quicker than you can process them while the guitar jangles on and on, two lines of changing same locked in a death match. But the loop wins because, unlike Busta, it never needs to take a breath. And yet, à bout de souffle, he allows perversely long chunks of chorus to play out, especially at the end. In short, the musical equivalent of holding one's breath for two minutes and then letting it out. It holds forth the scrumptious possibility that flecks of "I Want To Thank You" will grace all ten of the greatest singles of the decade.
Albums
1. John Wizards: John Wizards (Planet Mu)
2. M.I.A.: Matangi (N.E.E.T./Interscope)
3. Kurt Vile: Wakin on a Pretty Daze (Matador)
4. Lady Gaga: Artpop (Streamline/Interscope)
5. Amber London: Tru 2 Tha Phonk (Self-released)
6. Brandy Clark: 12 Stories (Slate Creek)
7. MBV: m b v (m b v)
8. King Krule: 6 Feet Beneath The Moon (True Panther)
9. Kanye West: Yeezus (Def Jam)
10. Chance the Rapper: Acid Rap (Self-released)
Singles
1. Busta Rhymes ft. Q-Tip, Lil Wayne, and Kanye West: “Thank You” (Cash Money/Republic)
2. Baauer: "Harlem Shake" (Jeffree's/Mad Decent, 2012)
3. Vampire Weekend: "Blurred Lines" (BBC's Live Lounge)
4. Bruno Mars: "Treasure" (Atlantic)
5. Inaya Day Allstars: "Good Feeling (A Director's Cut Master)" (Self-released) "Keep Pushin'"
6. Girls' Generation: “I Got a Boy” (S.M. Entertainment)
7. Pusha T: "Numbers on the Boards" (GOOD Music/Def Jam)
8. Philipp Matalla: "Lack of Loss"/"Alright" (Kann)
9. DJ Fresh vs. Diplo Feat. Dominique Young Unique: "Earthquake" (Ministry of Sound)
10. RuPaul (feat. Big Freedia): “Peanut Butter” (RuCo)
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