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Best of 2025: Spaces

I started splitting playlists a few years ago, both to keep them from getting too unwieldy and to keep longer 15-20 minute tracks from discouraging people who were in it for more bite-sized material, without going full this-is-one-genre-and-this-is-another, which wasn’t much fun for me.

So much great material this year. The Spaces designation starts as mostly jazz, classical, and electronic, but I think of it as anything more sculptural, environmental, or exploratory. Obviously, there’s a lot of overlap – Antibalas, Damon Locks, William Tyler/Kieran Hebden’s Lyle Lovett cover, Moor Mother’s orchestral reworking of an earlier song, for example – would have definitely worked in the other list, but this was a by-feel process. These songs all felt right with the other songs on this playlist.

As usual, just used Tidal; my preferred transferring mechanism is Soundiiz, but there are several varieties. I hope there’s something you love here, and I hope you tell me what I missed:

https://tidal.com/playlist/0fcdcd21-2a4d-4bc0-b572-941e33f14238

  • Antibalas, “Oasis” – Kicking off with some of my favorite grooves of the year. Antibalas’s lean, bubbling instrumental offering Hourglass immediately jumped to some of my favorite of their work, as much as I’d loved the lead vocals previously.
  • James Brandon Lewis, “D.C. Got Pocket” – For his second record with Anti, James Brandon Lewis leaned into a muscular, sinewy trio with Chad Taylor on drums (who shows up on this list a few other times) and Josh Werner on bass (along with guest spots from Guilherme Monteiro on guitar and Stephane San Juan on percussion). This taut, funky track references the go-go sounds of Lewis’s hometown without being too obvious, and puts one of my favorite hooks of the year in the bell of his horn.
  • Peter Gordon and Love of Life Orchestra, “Macho Music Danceteria” – Another raging fanfare and unstoppable groove, from a different scene. This archival recordLOLO80, is a potent reminder of the revelatory nature of Gordon’s work. Rhys Chatham called Gordon the first artist to pair rock-and-roll gestures with classical technique, and it still bangs. This tune specifically mentioned the gay underground of early ’80s New York and the intersection of glamor and grime at its famous Danceteria.
  • Damon Locks, “Click” – Damon Locks’ first record under his own name in a minute is the kind of thoughtful, grimy collage music I don’t hear enough of anymore, done as well as I’ve ever heard it. This moody track is a highlight in a record full of highlights. “I stay tuned in, but the radio only plays a voice in the distance.”
  • Makaya McCraven featuring Theon Cross and Ben LaMar Gay, “Strikes Again” – Continuing the Chicago flavor as we visit drummer-composer-producer McCraven’s return to International Anthem and his beat-tape-inspired roots on a series of stellar EPs. This tune, from Techno Logic, features waves of brass from Gay’s cornet and Cross’s tuba in an infectious late-night groove.
  • William Basinski and Richard Chartier, “Aurora Terminalis (excerpt 1)” – I felt a commonality in the way sounds decay, vaporize into shifting atmospheres, in this gorgeous second collaboration between Basinski and Chartier with the McCraven above, along with a common affection for community, even in mourning.
  • Rob Mazurek, “Papaya Fruit” – Mazurek’s solo synth excursions on Nestor’s Nest intrigued and beguiled me throughout the year.
  • Sir Simon Rattle and the London Symphony Orchestra, “Four Walt Whitman Songs, No. 1: ‘Beat! Beat! Drums!'” – Of the many ways I am a simple man: about all you have to do is put Kurt Weill’s name on your record, and I’m giving it a concerted listen. But the collision of talent here, conductor Rattle with the LSO and baritone Ross Ramgobin taking lead vocals, made these definitive versions for me.
  • John Zorn and the Mary Halvorson Quartet, “Bagatelle #82” – There’s something that reminds me of Weill in Zorn’s classical/chamber writing I find intoxicating, and this set of his Bagatelles performed by the Mary Halvorson Quartet was a match made in heaven.
  • Julia Hülsmann Quartet, “Nevergreen” – German pianist Hülsmann leads a spellbinding quartet, with music that shares a similar spirituality and tightly woven quality, reminding me of Zorn and exemplifying the current era of ECM artists.
  • Marshall Allen, “Are You Ready” – Marshall Allen – while still shepherding the Sun Ra Arkestra – celebrated his 101st birthday with a gorgeous solo record, still killing it on alto with a marvelous band including baritone player Knoel Scott, trumpeter Michael Ray, and a killing string section.
  • Nels Cline, “House of Steam” – Cline’s Consentrik Quartet with tenor player Ingrid Laubrock sharing the frontline and the flexible rhythm section of Chris Lightcap and Tom Rainey, was the set I was sorriest to miss at Big Ears this year and if I’d had enough time to live with the debut record by this astonishing band beforehand, I might have made sure I was in line earlier. Magical.
  • Preservation Brass, “Climax Rag” – A gorgeous, swinging tribute to longtime percussionist Kerry “Fat Man” Hunter. For Fat Man is a perfect example of what makes Preservation Hall Jazz Band and its offshoots so crucial in the American music landscape, and this version of James Scott’s 1914 groundbreaking rag feels as alive as the first warm spring day.
  • Ethan Iverson, “Dance of the Infidels” – Speaking of crucial reminders that the canon can still feel live and immediate, Smalls both as a club and a label reiterate that again and again, not least on this remarkable document of Ethan Iverson leading a righteous trio with Albert “Tootie” Heath on drums and Ben Street on bass. This romp through a Bud Powell classic is a personal favorite but every track is a highlight.
  • Rodney Whitaker, “Sunday Special”Mosaic, the fourth record of bassist Rodney Whitaker exploring the compositions of Gregg Hill, delighted me front-to-back. The gorgeous horn line on this one, played by Terell Stafford and Tim Warfield, drew me in initially, and the pristine melody kept me coming back.
  • Renee Rosnes, “Estorias de Florista” – Rosnes digs deep into Brazilian music on Crossing Paths, as on this gorgeous version of Milton Nascimento’s classic, with her driving Fender surrounded by a crushing and delicate band including Chris Potter, Chico Pinheiro, and John Patitucci.
  • Billy Mohler featuring Jeff Parker, Damion Reid, and Devin Daniels, “No Age” – Bassist Billy Mohler was unknown to me, but the presence of Jeff Parker and Damion Reid got me to check out his terrific The Eternal. This excellent tune, rich with mood and tension, is a great vehicle for this quartet.
  • Vijay Iyer and Wadada Leo Smith, “Floating River Requiem (for Patrice Lumumba)” – The second meeting of these towering artists, Defiant Life, is another astonishing look at the intersection of their compositional and improvisational styles and a series of gorgeous landscapes. This mournful piece, dedicated to the first prime minister of the Democratic Republic of the Congo, is one of a series of masterpieces they weave together throughout the record.
  • Nicole McCabe, “Inner Critic” – A newer voice to me, the California-based saxophonist and composer McCabe blew me away with her compositions and bandleading throughout A Song to Sing.
  • Adam O’Farrill, “Nocturno, 1932” – O’Farrill’s writing and playing just get stronger and clearer in a way that reminds me of Samuel Delaney, in his essential book about writing, making a plea “For clarity, not simplicity.” He shows up throughout this list, often with some of the players he assembled on his masterful For These Streets, like Mary Halvorson, Patricia Brennan, and Tomas Fujiwara, and I’m still finding gems on this gorgeous record, like this soulful noir stroll.
  • Sumac and Moor Mother, “Scene 5: Breathing Fire” – Expansive doom-metal band find a perfect partner/rallying cry with rapper/poet Moor Mother on The Film, full of righteous, slow-groove tracks like this one.
  • The Sure Fire Soul Ensemble, “The Grifter” – Giving a little break on the expansive visions of death and dread we’d dug into on the previous several tracks, but also carrying some of the thematic material, with a smoky cloud of instrumental soul from The Sure Fire Soul Ensemble.
  • DJ Python featuring Jawnino and Organ Tapes, “Dai Buki” – Queens-based DJ Python works in a similar mood-piece vein on this track, but also maintains a taut momentum throughout. Built for the chillout room or a transition between a couple of bangers.
  • JKriv and Pahua, “Paula’s Dance (Extended Mix)” – My biggest musical obsession this year as a whole was digging deeper into the Razor-N-Tape label (including funk and soul mentor Andrew Patton and I making a pilgrimage to the store in Brooklyn on my birthday trip) and this collaboration between co-founder JKriv and Argentinian producer Pahua is a prime example of what kept me coming back, a track I never get tired of.
  • Ringdown featuring New Body Electric, “Emotional Absentee” – Ringdown, the collaboration between Caroline Shaw and Danni Lee, could have fit on either list, working as a luminous pop song, but I still hear the classical rigor, the intricate clockwork throb of Shaw’s better-known work, and I always heard this remarkable song in this context.
  • David Murray Quartet, “Bird’s The Word” – Tenor legend David Murray’s (here also on bass clarinet) newer Quartet continues to astound and delight me. They live in and move through this composition; the subtle melodic comping of Luke Stewart’s bass, Marta Sanchez’s piano, and Russell Carter’s rock-solid but surprising drumming gives a gravity and lightness to the proceedings.
  • Raymond Pilon, “Long Story Short” – Parisian guitarist Pilon and a crack quintet gave us a gorgeous record, Open Roads, and this song, with its intertwining guitar and vibes (Alexis Valet) lines, hit my heart immediately.
  • Eric Alexander, “Angel Eyes” – Saxophonist Eric Alexander and his Quartet on Chicago to New York find every curve and shadow in this, one of my favorite standards.
  • Gerald Clayton, “Cinnamon Sugar” – Pianist Clayton assembled an all-star group for Ones & Twos – vibraphonist Joel Ross, flutist Elena Pinderhughes, trumpeter Marquis Hill, and drummer Kendrick Scott, with post-production work by Kassa Overall – and they all shine on some of his best, most distinctive compositions.
  • Ingrid Laubrock withFay Victor and Mariel Roberts, “Koan 58” – A favorite tenor player, Laubrock, assembled a series of trios for adaptations of Erica Hunt’s poetry, Purposing the Air, and the connections between Victor’s voice, Roberts’ cello, and Laubrock’s reeds struck me perfectly.
  • Angel Bat Dawid and Naima Nefertari, “Procession of the Equinox” – Any time there’s new work from polymath Angel Bat Dawid, it’s cause for celebration in my corner. Here she works with London-based musician and curator Nefertari on a spiritual, searching set of work.
  • Exceptet, “Tree Lines: IX. Baobab” – This excerpt from Katherine Balch’s ode to old-growth trees, exquisitely executed by NYC-based chamber ensemble Exceptet felt like it shared some DNA with the previous two tracks, exulting and finding spirituality in nature but without the sentimentality that often carries with it.
  • Esthesis Quartet featuring Bill Frisell, “Capricorn” – Esthesis came together with Bill Frisell to pay tribute to cornetist Ron Miles – the quartet’s mentor and Frisell’s longtime collaborator – with mostly new, original compositions. An act full of love, rigor, and powerful, joyful defiance.
  • William Tyler, “A Dream, A Flood” – Nashville guitarist Tyler made his strongest and most fully realized record yet. I’m still panning the rivers of this record and finding gold, like this haunting tear between the fabric of worlds.
  • Kara-lis Coverdale, “Equal Exchange” – Coverdale’s warm, beguiling solo piano and synth pieces vibrate the same parts of my soul as the Tyler and even the dancier track that follows this.
  • Nomi Ruiz and Eli Escobar, “Full Fantasy” – Two people who epitomize NYC dancefloor royalty come together and live up to every expectation in this perfect club track.
  • Mark Ernestus’ Ndagga Rhythm Force, “Khadim” – Hard Wax founder Ernestus digs into mbalax with this simultaneously stripped-down and lush record, as good for hitting the floor with your people as going inside yourself.
  • Brad Mehldau, “Better Be Quiet Now” – I found my appreciation for Brad Mehldau – huge for me as a teenager, drifted away for a couple of decades – renewed in recent years, starting with his stunning memoir and stoked by reunions with Joshua Redman and a stunning duo set with Christian McBride, both last year. So I was primed for Ride Into the Sun, a richly orchestrated journey through (mostly) the Elliott Smith catalogue that captures the romance with an unpitying eye.
  • Chris Cheek/Bill Frisell/Tony Scherr/Rudy Royston, “O Sacrum Convivium!” – This brilliant quartet led by saxophonist Cheek, Keepers of the Eastern Door, covers an astonishing range of rep with a deep, lived-in empathy, like this Messiaen piece.
  • Camila Meza featuring Gretchen Parlato and Becca Stevens, “Uncovered Ground” – Chilean guitarist/composer/singer Meza teamed up with two of my favorite jazz vocalists for this breathtaking original and standout from her record Portal.
  • The Budos Band, “Escape from Ptenoda City” – Turning the temperature back up with this kicking, groove-saturated avalanche of overlapping riffs from Budos’s terrific VII.
  • Quantic and Sly5thAve, “Twang” – Quantic made my favorite entry in the DJ-Kicks series in many years and, naturally, many of my highlight tracks are his own work. This collaboration sent me deep into the catalog of Austin saxophonist/composer/producer Sly5thAve.
  • Soul Clap, “Unifying Force” – This Boston duo released another astonishing record that reminds me of what I love about house, including its sense of possibility, especially this pulse-pounding earworm.
  • Teri Lyne Carrington and Christie Dashiell, “Triptych: Resolve/Resist/Reimagine” – A different flavor of possibility and groove comes in this highlight of drummer-composer Carrington and singer-composer Dashiell’s revivification of Max Roach and Abbey Lincoln’s landmark We Insist!
  • Brandee Younger, “Breaking Point” – Brandee Younger’s compositions and playing get stronger and stronger, as evidenced by this sparkling, racing, cascading highlight of Gadabout Season with a tight trio of Rahsaan Carter on bass and Allen Mednard on drums.
  • Ganavya, “Land” – I learned about Ganavya through her astonishing guest spot with Shabaka’s band at Big Ears last year, and so was primed for her magnificent Nilam, and it didn’t disappoint. A magical cry into the wonder.
  • Nathan Salsburg, “Part I” – The two beautiful pieces of Salsburg’s Ipsa Corpora are a new apotheosis of his long-form solo acoustic guitar playing and a powerful portrait, a reminder of the necessity of bearing witness.
  • Nicole Glover, “Resilience” – Saxophonist Nicole Glover’s creamy-and-spiked tone gets a brilliant showcase on Memories, Dreams, Reflections with the supple rhythm section of Tyrone Allen and Kayvon Gordon.
  • Amina Claudine Myers, “Hymn for John Lee Hooker” – This miniature from Myers’ home recorded solo piano and organ record Solace of the Mind is a potent reminder of art and people’s ability to ripple through time, building resonance.
  • Brian Charette, “Ceora” – One of the finest current organ players in the NYC jazz scene returned with a beautiful showcase for saxophone legend George Coleman including this sumptuous read on a Lee Morgan classic.
  • DJ Airwalk, “Flower Metal” – The floating chords this atmospheric dancefloor crusher starts with felt like they shared a language with the previous tracks and the two that follow.
  • Cerrone and Christine and the Queens, “Supernature MMXXV (Purple Disco Machine Remix)” – Cerrone’s revival in the last few years has given me endless joy and this collab with Christine and the Queens (who I discovered when they worked with Dam-Funk) and Purple Disco Machine on remixing duties is a classic given a subtle, sweet refurbish that honors it in every way.
  • DJ Haram, “Loneliness Epidemic” – DJ Haram’s Beside Myself is a furious, love-rich encomium to finding ways to live in the world and not succumb to despair. This and several other songs on her new one have given me so much solace in this year.
  • Nate Mercereau, Josh Johnson, and Carlos Niño, “Hawk Dreams” – The rhythm section of  Mercereau and Niño (who first blew me away with Surya Botofasina but went to the stratosphere with Andre 3000) pairing with one of modern music’s most fearless genre-crossing saxophonists Johnson seemed like a match made in heaven, and what’s hopefully the first of many records by this trio did not disappoint.
  • Alexa Tarantino, “Inside Looking Out” – A saxophonist who has not only a grasp but an incessant curiosity for the entire history of the horn that comes out in her playing a way that reminds me of James Carter more than anyone else, Tarantino’s writing and bandleading – like the thrilling way her solo blends seamlessly into Steven Feifke’s piano on this lead-off track to her excellent The Roar and the Whisper – catch up to her dynamic technique and point the way to even greater things.
  • Natural Information Society and Bitchin’ Bajas, “Nothing Does Not Show” – Two exploratory groups at the vanguard of the current Chicago scene, Josh Abrams’ Natural Information Society and CAVE offshoot Bitchin Bajas, came together for an astonishing record of warm, spiritual minimalism on Totality.
  • Behn Gillece, “Beyond the Veil” – Vibraphonist Behn Gillece assembled a remarkable ensemble, including Rudy Royston on drums and Willie Morris on reeds, for a set of his excellent compositions, like this slow-flowing piece that feels like watching clouds of fiberglass.
  • Saul Williams and Carlos Niño, “We are calling out in this moment” – Saul Williams has loomed large in my consciousness, my understanding of poetry and music, since a year-ish period when I found Slamdance, Slam (which I saw at the Drexel in the whole week it was in theaters), and his track on Crucialpoetics Vol. 1. This collaboration with Carlos Niño and other guests (on this track including Maia the Artiste and Kamasi Washington) is the closest thing I’ve heard to Williams’ exhilarating set at Big Ears a couple of years ago yet committed to wax, and I can’t wait to see this group live at this year’s festival.
  • Maya Beiser, “Salt Air, Salt Earth” – Cellist Maya Beiser made a breathtaking record themed around salt. Every piece is excellent, but this Clarice Jensen composition lit up every cell in my body.
  • Linda May Han Oh, Ambrose Akinmusire, Tyshawn Sorey, “Folk Song” – Linda May Han Oh’s arco bass that kicks off this singing, sweeping standout from her Strange Heavens felt like it had some commonality with the Beiser, and the restrained, deep-drilling tonal palette Akinmusire’s trumpet and Sorey’s drums find every nuance reminds what an astonishing unit this is.
  • Chicago Underground Duo, “Hyperglyph” – This collaboration between cornetist Rob Mazurek and drummer Chad Taylor was one of my gateway drugs into exploratory instrumental music – I saw them at a Firexit downtown on the same bill with German techno duo Mouse on Mars – and they’re still astonishing me.
  • Oren Ambarchi, Johan Berthling, and Andreas Werliin, “Chahar” – There’s a very cool angular free-funk quality I wasn’t expecting from this trio led by avant-doom-noise guitarist Oren Ambarchi with bassist Johan Berthling and drummer Andreas Werliin (who I knew from Mats Gustafsson’s Fire! Orchestra).
  • Dave Douglas, “Future Community Furniture” – Another of my very early gateways into the avant-garde (I feel like I bought Douglas’s tribute to Mary Lou Williams and Charms of the Night Sky in the same year I first heard Zorn’s Masada) still searching and still putting out everything at the highest quality as on this intriguing band with the brass section filled out by Alexandra Ridout and David Adewumi (making stunning use of those harmonies and dissonances) and a rhythm section of Kate Pass, Rudy Royston, and Patricia Brennan.
  • Fieldwork, “Fantome” – A reunion of Tyshawn Sorey, Steve Lehman, and Vijay Iyer, that shows they haven’t missed a step, that shared language still has ineffable qualities that come out more strongly in this configuration than when the three of them work with one another in other contexts.
  • Matthew Shipp, “Cosmic Junk Jazz DNA” – Every Shipp record is an event, even as he’s one of the most prolifically recorded pianists in any genre. While I’ve been a big fan since the David S. Ware quartet he was in, he’s developed a solo-piano language like few people of his generation. This vocabulary begs to be pored over like Cecil Taylor’s as it evolves subtly and explosively. The Cosmic Piano is his most potent statement in the genre yet.
  • Kris Davis Trio, “Lost in Geneva” – Still reeling from last year’s remarkable debut album, this ferocious rhythm section of Robert Hurst and Johnathan Blake pairs beautifully with probably my single favorite pianist of my age cohort, Davis, and this between-albums single keeps me extremely excited for more music from these three.
  • Dayna Stephens, “Brake’s Sake” – Saxophonist Stephens moved to bass for a surprising and delightful run through Monk tunes, featuring his long-running collaborators Ethan Iverson, Stephen Riley, and Eric McPherson.
  • The Necks, “Warm Running Sunlight” – The Australian trio who redefined the piano trio continue to dig deep into their shared language, as on this flowing pastoral (and the rest of their beautiful record Disquiet).
  • Otherlands Trio, “Imago” – This trio, led by bassist Stephan Crump, aligns him with two other musicians who never abandon their shared melodic groove sensibilities, even at their most avant-garde: tenor player Darius Jones and drummer Eric McPherson, and the results are a rain of gorgeous multi-colored sparks.
  • Tomas Fujiwara, “Recollection of a Dance” – Fujiwara, long one of my favorite drummers, assembled a percussion quartet – including Patricia Brennan, who’s very probably this year’s playlist MVP, alongside Tim Keiper and Kaoru Watanabe – for a gorgeous, searching set of songs on Dream Up, including this one.
  • Chris Thile, “Partita No. 2 in D Minor, BWV 1004: IV. Giga” – I like Thile’s first record of Bach but not quite as much as his excursions into the classical canon on other people’s records – like Edgar Meyer or Bela Fleck – or on his Live From Here radio show, where it felt like the pressure wasn’t as strong. This return to that repertoire burned away all those reservations; it feels like he’s relaxing into the material and singing it through the mandolin, without sacrificing any rigor or concentration.
  • Sam Amidon, “Tavern”Salt River is the most fun I’ve had with a Sam Amidon record in years, and this bouncing duet with saxophonist/producer Sam Gendel epitomizes why.
  • Estratos and Michael Mayo, “VESPER” – Brooklyn jazz/R&B band Estratos beguiled me with their eponymous album, especially this song, with Mayo’s deadpan vocal riding a hypnotic, bouncing groove.
  • Pat Thomas, “For McCoy Tyner” – London’s [Ahmed] astonished me this year at Big Ears – though it’s still a set I’m torn about, ask me in person – and that sent me down the rabbit hole of its component players, especially pianist Pat Thomas (not the Highlife singer, a mistake it turns out I’d been making for years). The subtlety and closeness of this Tyner tribute hints at the blast furnace intensity of [Ahmed] and feels a million miles away at the same time.
  • Patricia Brennan, “Aquarius” – Vibraphonist Brennan amazes me more with every single record and Of the Near and Far is a masterwork. The slow build on this, the melodic cells from her band including Miles Okazaki, Sylvie Courvoisier, and John Hollenbeck, and the surging power it rises to… just stunning.
  • Kieran Hebden and William Tyler, “If I Had a Boat” – Tyler’s solo record also made my list. Still, this collaboration with Kieran Hebden (Four Tet) who was massively influential to me in my 20s felt very much its own thing. This extended, pastoral take on one of my favorite Lyle Lovett songs was the rare “This feels like it was made for me” piece of art that exceeded those expectations.
  • Lonnie Holley, “The Burden (I Turned Nothing Into Something)” – Another artist whose wide ranging taste in collaboration finds a way to honor what’s unique about each of the artists he works with while still feeling entirely his, Holly teamed with percussionist/synth player Jacknife Lee and multi-instrumentalist Angel Bat Dawid (mentioned earlier on this list) on this gorgeous track from his remarkable Tonky. I’m still not sure if the “prayers” part of the playlist starts with this or the track before, but we’re definitely in it by now.
  • Moor Mother with Wooden Elephant and the Beethoven Orchestra Bonn, “LA92” – Moor Mother’s orchestral reworking of her Analog Fludis of Sonic Black Holes record was a brilliant chance to revisit one of the first records of hers I fell for, and a remarkable statement in its own right.
  • Gabriel Kahane, “Heirloom: I. Guitars in the Attic” – Kahane’s astonishing piano concerto, played by his father Jeffrey Kahane (also signed to Nonesuch in the ’80s) and The Knights, is my favorite of his classical works on record yet, leaning into the form and conjuring a lot of inchoate thoughts I’d been working through about memory and inheritance.
  • Mary Halvorson, “About Ghosts” – Mary Halvorson’s Amyrillis band – I’m on record as calling it her most powerful and flexible unit, perfect for translating her writing – made their best record yet, About Ghosts, including adding to certain songs (like this one) two additional tenor saxophones, Immanuel Wilkins and Brian Settles, upping the harmonies and fire in the front.
  • Charles Lloyd, “Ancient Rain” – At 87 years old, Charles Lloyd continues to play with a clarity and fire refined over an entire life in music and as a person. His bluesy Figure in Blue would be the envy of anyone, with astonishing interplay between Lloyd, Jason Moran, and guitarist Marvin Sewell. As good as the rest of the record is, I couldn’t get this unaccompanied tarogato coda out of my head and that’s where we leave this year’s wrap up – an 87 year old legend, playing one of the most beautiful melodies of the year, on an instrument that’s not even his main axe, bare in a single beam of light.
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Best of 2025 – Songs

There was an enormous amount of music I loved this year. As usual, I divided this into songs – usually have lyrics, generally concise – and spaces – usually instrumental or minimal lyrics, usually expansive – and I think both lists are bulging with some of my favorite songs of all time. I hope you find something to love here, and I hope you let me know what I missed.

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  • Little Simz featuring Obongjayar, and Moonchild Sanelly, “Flood” – I liked the earlier Little Simz records but her fifth album Lotus plunged its hooks in me from the moment I heard this first single and never really relented. “They want you to stop, then they leave you to rot, but that’s just not my frequency, man.”
  • Halley Whitters, “Corn Queen” – The single best modern example of the heavy internal rhyme and alteration country song in the style of Roger Miller, Lefty Frizzell, and Tom T. Hall, a highlight of a record brimming with highlights, and my single favorite song of the year. “No kids of his own, just a two-year-old who thinks he’s everything. Gonna change her name, gonna help her raise a future former Corn Queen.”
  • Southern Avenue, “Rum Boogie” – Southern Avenue made a record as good as their breathtaking live show, that stands alongside their vintage rock and soul idols, and came through tragedy to do it. This song evokes a Saturday night in the Memphis I’ve come to know in the last decade-plus better than any I can think of, including a shout out to my (and Anne’s) beloved Buccaneer (RIP). “Down at the Bucc’ played a Midtown ruck, it was a magical little scene: hipsters tripping, eclectic women, and everybody in between.”
  • Esther Rose, “Rescue You” – Esther Rose continued to be the finest songwriter at ripping my heart out of my chest in the subtlest, lowest-key way with her devastating Want. This song in particular, with its repetition of “I know you’re scared” and “I would be too” (I think dropping an “I love you too” substitution on the latter a couple of times), is an ice sledgehammer to the solar plexus.
  • S. G Goodman, “Solitaire” – Another gorgeous tracking shot through the desolation of the soul and what keeps us going in the face of seemingly assured failure. “I know you cry about your brother for the times that he goes mad. But you look at me the same way, I’d throw my money down on that.”
  • James McMurtry, “Pinocchio in Vegas” – A brilliant, perfect blending of wry observation (placing the children’s book character in the adult mire of artifical lights, probate, and the grind) and bone-deep understanding of loss (the wrenching choruses with their point of view shift) that no one does as well as McMurtry. “Pinocchio’s in Vegas with his eyes on the prize. He’s a real boy now, his dick grows when he lies, but his face stays frozen like it’s still made of wood; it betrays no expression as he cleans them out good at that back room table, most every Friday night. He don’t even need the money, he’s just in it out of spite.”
  • Lilly Hiatt, “Kwik-E-Mart” – The swinging, laid back groove of this standout track from Forever, Lilly Hiatt’s most assured, rocking record since Trinity Lane, is the velvet glove delivering a sly, winking seduction/self-assessment: “Sweet, sweet perfume; everybody else disappears when you’re in the room.”
  • Sunny War featuring Valerie June, “Cry Baby” – Sunny War’s Armageddon in a Summer Dress is a slower burn than her astonishing Anarchist Gospel but the variety of textures and the foregrounding of some of her finest vocals make songs like this one (a duet with one of the greatest singers working, Valerie June) sumptuous slow-motion explosions. “You saw hell today. Ain’t life funny that way? Some grass isn’t green; some pain goes unseen.”
  • Willow Avalon, “Something We Regret”Southern Belle Raisin’ Hell is one of the most assured debuts I’ve heard in years and this brushed-drums rollicking shuffle knocked me over immediately. “I love you like sugar; you love me like sex. Put us both together, we’ll do something we regret.”
  • Golomb, “Play Music” – Golomb impress me more and more with each outing, and I’m heartened to see more of the world catching on as evidenced by a recent run with Mdou Moctar and a string of packed European dates. This ars poetica beautifully synthesizes their influences and points at the individual voice they’ve forged from them. “I want to play music that jumps my head to the side. I want to play music in an irresponsible manner. I want to play music with an undeniable question…with no answer.”
  • Cymande, “Chasing an Empty Dream” – The first Cymande record in a decade (and 40 years after their run of unassailable funk masterpieces) found them still rocking at the height of their powers. One of the great grooves of this or any year. “Is it real, what they feel? What’s the deal when they’re chasing an empty dream?”
  • clipping., “Run It” – I liked the way this frayed, future-rotted, glitchy groove sat between the two more conventional dancefloor monsters on either side and Daveed Diggs’ furious vocal drags the listener through that pulsing landscape by the throat. “Didn’t mean to wake up in the same clothes you’ve been rocking for a motherfucking week.”
  • Seun Kuti and Egypt 80 featuring Sampha the Great, “Emi Aluta (Zamrock Remix)” – Sampha the Great’s throbbing remix starts in media res with a vintage Egypt 80 horn burst and adds some simmering contemporary flavor to Seun Kuti’s excellent work carrying on Fela’s message. The sparseness of the vocal call and response before we return to those horns always stuns me.
  • Songhoy Blues featuring Rokia Koné, “Norou” – We take the energy down to a more healing, internal place with this gorgeous flowing track from Malian band Songhoy Blues with a remarkable feature from Rokia Koné.
  • Patterson Hood, “The Pool House” – I caught some similarity in the sound worlds between Songhoy’s guitar and vocal harmonies and the haunting orchestrations and sumptuous vocal from this personal favorite from Patterson Hood’s best-yet solo effort. “The story that broke him had a gleam in its eyes. Sometimes there’s no coming back from your fears realized.”
  • Bonnie “Prince” Billy, “Is My Living in Vain?” – I kept going back to both Hood’s Exploding Trees and Airplane Screams and Oldham’s The Purple Bird because they’re both excellent records with great songs but also for the way they both grapple with sounds that feel heavily 1970s to me: lush arrangements that drift like heat-fog in the borderland between country and soul and very masculine, very vulnerable vocal performances. This full-throated psalm takes the questions that underpin many of our lives and brings them to the forefront. “Is my praying in vain? Is my fasting in vain?”
  • Caylee Hammack, “Bed of Roses” – A world-beater of a contemporary country song and eponymous track of Hammack’s terrific sophomore record with a pedal steel line that felt like it waltzed hand in hand with the Oldham it follows but blooms into a bounce. “Bitter grapes make the sweetest wine. The holes I’m digging are just seeds and dreams I’m sowing for my bed of roses, where I’m sleeping just fine.”
  • Sharon Van Etten, “I Can’t Imagine (Why You Feel That Way)” – I was talking to someone just a few weeks ago, about seeing Sharon Van Etten play solo upstairs at Pianos during CMJ with the Smith Westerns. I’ve been a fan since that first record and watching her music grow in heft and power has been sheer delight and this new record might be my favorite, easily standing alongside the first two but never trying to relive their moments. The bass line on this song is probably my favorite of the year. “Took the medicine; now feeling strange. I can’t imagine why you feel this way.”
  • SASAMI, “Slugger” – Former Cherry Glazerr member SASAMI’s astonishing synthpop noir Blood on the Silver Screen is full of razorblade mosaics like this perfect three minutes knife twist. “I’m always running, so I probably should’ve seen it coming.”
  • Hurray for the Riff Raff, “Pyramid Scheme” – After their best record yet, this intermezzo of a single kept my appetite whetted for the next full Hurray for the Riff Raff statement. “I don’t know who you want me to be. I don’t know and it terrifies me. Don’t know what you want, don’t know what I want, don’t know what you want from me.”
  • The Delines, “Sitting on the Curb” – The torchy collaboration of Willy Vlautin and Amy Boone continues to paint gorgeous overexposed visions of people falling through the cracks and the no-bad-track Mr. Luck and Ms. Doom sustained that remarkable streak. “Don’t you know flames destroy everything in their wake? There’ll be nothing left at home when you come back realizing your mistake.”
  • Jenny Hval, “All night long” – I’ve been a fan of Hval through her more experimental and traditional singer-songwriter strains and I especially love work like this that braids those strains together. “What do I know? I’m lost in absentia. Dancing on my grave. What would happen if I fell, if I fell through?”
  • Housewife, “Life of the Party” – This Toronto band had escaped my notice until this year’s Girl of the Hour which I found full of sharply carved gems like this one. That rhythm and the voice are at the heart of what keeps me coming back. “Play a game of 20 Questions but I couldn’t answer one, like ‘Where are you going, how does it feel to look back on everything you’ve done?'”
  • Lisa Curtis, “Nothing More to Miss” – I try to keep myself open to new art (music especially) from a lot of channels but a perpetual source is recommendations from friends. This Columbus artist Lisa Curtis hit my radar courtesy of pal Vera Cremeans – also a hell of a singer, she features prominently in the theater best of – and I was stunned by the quality of the song and voice. I can’t wait to hear more from Curtis. “I let myself think that life is better when I am your bitch. But one day I’ll get better and there will be nothing left to miss.”
  • Taj Mahal and Keb’ Mo’ featuring Ruby Amanfu, “Room on the Porch” – The Taj Mahal and Keb’ Mo’ collaboration continues to highlight their strengths and this song adding the great Ruby Amanfu is a beautiful, warm exemplar. “All of our friends are now your friends, that’s how we do it here.”
  • Valerie June, “Trust the Path” – Valerie June continues to reshape soul music in her image while paying all tribute to the shadows she grew in on her astonishing Owls, Oracles, and Omens with evocative, sympathetic production from M. Ward and a band including Stephen Hodges (Tom Waits) and Josh Johnson (Jeff Parker, SML) always centering her voice and songs. “Promise me you’ll venture toward unknown, every step a new discovery shown.”
  • Alabaster Deplume, “Invincibility” – Poet and saxophonist Alabaster Deplume gives us a chambery mood record and this song – with a vocal arrangement from Donna Thompson – keeps haunting me. “You can make asunder me all the same, sing all you like, it won’t be my name.”
  • Maya Delilah, “Actress” – The first full-length from this British Blue Note artist reminds me of everything I loved about the ’90s/’00s soulful trip-hop/acid jazz era where this kind of smoky mid-tempo tune was in every lounge or chillout room. This version is better than I’ve heard anyone pick up those threads in many years. “I’m falling off the stage to play me in real life. Come get a single take without the lights ’cause I’m running out of places to hide.”
  • Vandoliers, “Life Behind Bars” – The Vandoliers’ astonishing Life Behind Bars was a reinvention and a restatement of purpose in addition to being their strongest set of songs. This title track is the kind of buoyant but unsparing stagger down memory lane that got me into alt.country/Americana in the first place. Perfection. “I’ve spent my life behind bars and moving cars. I’ve stayed out all night shooting stars and earning scars. Yeah, I’m guilty as charged.”
  • I’m With Her, “Year After Year” – The first I’m With Her record I liked quite a bit but not as much as the solo careers of Aoife O’Donovan, Sara Watkins, and Sara Jarosz, all of whom I’m a huge fan of, but the group’s return Wild and Clear and Blue laid waste to those reservations. “Passing ’round the guitar; fire crackles and roars. And the faces through the flames are all ones I adore.”
  • Tunde Adebimpe, “Magnetic” – Adebimpe’s Three Black Boltz isn’t a wild departure from his work with TV On the Radio but it’s at just enough of an angle to scratch a different itch. In a more just world, hooky dancefloor filler would have been coming out of every idling car all summer. “I was thinkin’ about the human race in the age of tenderness and rage. Had me seekin’ for an extra page.”
  • Lily Bloom, “Kerosene” – Columbus harpist/keyboardist/singer-songwriter Lily Bloom put out of the best debuts in a while, Spirits, and this smoke-cured-velvet single is a shining example of the pleasures within. “Cast a look like obsidian; see what you’re trying to hide. Your speech is like a penumbra, trying to see what’s on the other side.”
  • Kassi Valazza, “Your Heart’s a Tin Box” – This Portland singer-songwriter expanded her arrangements and tonal palette on From Newman Street, and this loping, dreamlike take on the struggling artist travelogue held onto me from the moment I heard it. “Disassociation. They want you to think you think too much.”
  • Ashley Ryan, “My Crazy” – A stellar example of contemporary country, the “First time I’ve felt this way” tropes with a crystal clear voice and a fast-shuffle beat propelled intertwining banjo and fiddle lines. “Like my crazy’s got some making up to do.”
  • Rhiannon Giddens and Justin Robinson, “Going to Raleigh” – This reunion of 2/3 of the original Carolina Chocolate Drops in tribute to legendary North Carolina musician Joe Thompson was a combination of scholarship and pleasure that was nearly unequaled this year. And a rare instrumental on this list that felt like it really only made sense in the “Songs” bucket.
  • Olive Klug, “Train of Thought” – Another shuffle but threaded with samples and a fascinating effect on Klug’s vocal. “I’m just peeking through the darkness waiting for the end to start; there’s this strange librarian smashing all the windows of her car.”
  • Born Ruffians, “Mean Time” – This Toronto band had somehow slipped under my radar until this year – doubly surprising because someone who’s been signed to both Warp Records and Yep Roc feels like I’m squarely in the center of that Venn Diagram. The soundworld they created on Beauty’s Pride, of which this is a strong example, I found really evocative. “A drop of rain on the window; a sudden burst of chemical bliss. Fresh plastic and Coca-Cola mist.”
  • Model/Actriz, “Vespers” – This Brooklyn post-punk quartet’s second album, Pirouette, hit every button I want from that genre, and I felt like this picked up on the electronic textures of the previous track and flowed into the silkier use of electronics and slightly downshifted driving rhythm of the next. “Now give thanks to theatre who I beseech religiously. Are you her? ‘Cause God gave me poise enough for the sharing.”
  • Maren Morris, “Bed No Breakfast” – This, the first single I heard from Maren Morris’s terrific divorce record Dreamsicle, hits a perfect blend of gauzy, post-Quiet Storm textures and a grinning, unsparing lyric I’m always a sucker for. “Sun is coming through the curtains, think I heard a bird chirping. Won’t you sleep better at your place?”
  • Kali Uchis, “Silk Lingerie” – The sustained keyboard chords and slow-creep drums of this highlight from Uchis’s Sincerely, P.S., set up her torchy vocal perfectly. Made for a pour of good bourbon, a medium strength cigar, and a loosened tie. “These pretty tears got my heart super soaked. I start to drown from the inside out.”
  • PinkPantheress, “Girl Like Me” – Raising the pulse a little with this shiny dance-pop miniature. “Think of me: you can’t pay for therapy. Nothing left to bleed; you spent all your clarity.”
  • Mekons, “Private Defense Contractor” – A similarly slinky groove from post-punk originators Mekons tied to grim sociopolitical commentary. “In my fantasy world, the owl has flown. Cryptic signs say: crawl under the throne; May the Happy Church hold you; police, priest, your body forevermore.”
  • Sweet Megg, “Bridge and Tunnel (Dance With Me)” – One of my favorite newer Nashville singer-songwriters; great band, great arrangements, voice that recalls Stevie Nicks and Linda Ronstadt but doesn’t sound like anyone else. “Take me out in the morning, take me home at night. Take me without warning, working hands feel alright.”
  • Erika de Casier, “Lifetime” – I liked the way the horn section of the previous song dissolved into the mist and an insidious drum pattern that kicks off this intoxicating tune from the Danish singer. “It lingers in my body when I realize that love is all we have.”
  • Sarah Borges and Eric Ambel, “Mercy of the Moon” – Jeremy Tepper’s death in 2024 was a huge loss to the Americana world (as an organizer of the Outlaw Country Cruise and of Sirius XM’s Outlaw Country Radio) and the New York roots music world lost one of its greatest advocates and connectors. This tribute single from Sarah Borges and Eric Ambel reminds us we also lost a hell of a songwriter and they knock this one out of the park. “I try to fight it but now I know: it’s out of my control. And I can’t even get my guitar to stay in tune; I guess I feel I’m at the mercy of the moon.”
  • Dierks Bentley, “Well Well Whiskey” – Once in a while, Nashville superstar Dierks Bentley lines up with my tastes beautifully and this example – whose title probably flagged me in the eyes of many of you reading this – is his voice in its lowest, snarliest register riding a beautiful tension-and-release arrangement. “Damn if I don’t miss you, damn if you ain’t here sitting at the bar, making it hard for this boy to drink a beer. Well, well whiskey, looks like we meet again. Well, well whiskey, what trouble we getting in?”
  • Joshua Ray Walker, “Dance With Who You Came With” – It’s a measure of Walker – already one of my favorite honky-tonk voices to come out in the last decade – that he took on my most reviled country subgenre (post-Buffet Tropics Nostalgia) and used that frame to paint one of my favorite songs of the year in this updating/revisioning of “Save the Last Dance For Me” that lands somewhere between lower Texas and “the islands.” His supple voice and good humor actually make me want a blender drink and a hammock. “You can dance with who you came with, or you can dance with me. Let me spin you ’round the dancefloor or you can dance with me.”
  • WITCH, “Nadi” – Turning the groove up a little bit with this heater from Zamrock all-stars WITCH.
  • CIVIC, “The Hogg” – Another Gonerfest veteran, Australian rock powerhouse CIVIC returned with their raging, pummelling Chrome Dipped. “Sunshine on the ocean floor; catch glimpses on our favorite walk. Hand in hand, feel the breeze and the wind on the shore of the wars we once fought.”
  • MSPAINT, “Surveillance” – MSPAINT continue their explorations into samples, rapping, and synthetic textures on their ferocious No Separation and while I had some reservations on the nu-metal vocal harmonies the songs always won me back over. “There’s no prescription for scorched earth.”
  • Kae Tempest, “Breathe” – I knew Tempest as a poet before I knew they even made music and this self-titled album reminded me what a crucial voice they bring to society. “How many hells must a person inhabit before they can see their life hangs in the balance?”
  • Buscabulla, “Incredula” – Always delighted to hear this Puerto Rican Duo return with new music and Se Amaba Asi was every bit as good as those first couple of EPs that made me fall in love with them.
  • Natalie Bergman, “Gunslinger” – Formerly of Wild Belle, I liked all of Bergman’s My Home is Not in this World album, but this song – co-written with Daptone rhythm section Homer Stenweiss and Nick Movshon, who played on most of the record – crushed me immediately and still does. “I picked him up and dusted him off when another might have left him for dead. He had whiskey on his tongue, he was parched by the sun; I never should have given him a chance.”
  • US Girls, “Firefly on the 4th of July” – The over-sustain on the organ throws the groove off on this in an extremely appealing way, unbalancing the listener and making us lean in; and that leaning in is more than rewarded. “The world’s a dream we’ve all unseen.”
  • Sunny Sweeney, “Diamonds and Divorce Decrees” – A favorite country singer of mine returned with a record Rhinestone Requiem easily among her best work. “I’m stuck between ‘I Do’ and ‘I’ll Never Do That Again.'”
  • Marc Ribot, “Map of a Blue City” – A lot was made of “Marc Ribot sings!” in the lead-up to Map of a Blue City when he’s been singing for a long time – I first heard his voice on a record buying Shrek’s Yo! I Killed Your God! in college – but there’s definitely more of a singer-songwriter element to the tunes on this beautiful record that feels very of a piece with the rest of the New West Records catalogue. “It’s not a blue map, it only looks that way. It’s a map of a blue city.”
  • Joshua Redman, “Borrowed Eyes” – Another rare instrumental on this list but Redman’s singing sax tone and the clarity and conciseness of the writing made it feel right, especially as a slightly warmer counterpoint right after the Ribot.
  • DANA, “7 Years Bad Coke” – Bringing the intensity back up with this high water mark noise-disco rager from the best, most nuanced record by my favorite Columbus band. “Man, I thought this shit was supposed to be fun.”
  • Dave East and Young Chris featuring Ransom, “Kiss the Sky” – I liked the way this beat felt following the more corroded Dana track and I loved the interplay of voices. “Look in his eyes, hit him, let him kiss the sky.”
  • Jessie Murph, “A Little Too Drunk” – A perfect pop song, no notes. “I’m’a call all my old bitches and tell them it’s love.”
  • Amanda Shires, “Lose It For a While” – Shires came back after a string where every record was better than the last and outdid all my expectations with one of the all-time-great breakup records, up there with For The Roses and Hot Buttered Soul. “Maybe they were meant to go until they’re gone. Maybe they were nothing at all, not even tears, until they got here.”
  • Margot Price, “Don’t Let The Bastards Get You Down” – Bringing the emotional content into a more sunshiny place, Price takes Kristofferson’s aphorism – the man shows up in a sample that feels like a blessing – and flips it into a bop that’s just as defiant and powerful. “They wanna wear your rhinestones, man, they ain’t got the backbone. Those tone-deaf sons of bitches, they don’t know your rags from riches.”
  • Robbie Fulks, “That was Juarez, This is Alpine” – Robbie Fulks returned to some instrumental colors and rhythms he’d eschewed on the last few records to great effect on Now Then. “Now the heat of the skies hits the back of our eyes til we run from the punishing air to reflect in the cool of the car: ‘There but for fortune…’ Such a hollow prayer.”
  • Patty Griffin, “Back at the Start” – If there’s such a thing as a weak Patty Griffin song, I’ve never heard one, and Crown of Roses is stuffed with winners, like this warm, propulsive gem. “Baby, it’s just you and all the umpires, hoping no one will notice that you don’t know what you’re doing.”
  • Charli XCX featuring John Cale, “House” – A collaboration I didn’t expect and one I really loved, Charli XCX leaning into her dark mythopoetic ballads, some of my favorite corners of her catalog, with a fountain-of-gravel assist from Cale. “Another world I created for what? If it’s beauty, do you see beauty? If there’s beauty, say it’s enough.”
  • Kronos Quartet featuring Allison Russell, Asha Bhosle, and Willie Nelson, “Hard Rain” – A stunningly gorgeous version of one of my favorite Bob Dylan songs tying together these distinctive voices and a chorus including Iggy Pop and Tanya Tagaq woven through a magical arrangement by Kronos Quartet. “I’ll walk to the depths of the deepest dark forest, where the people are many and their hands are all empty.”
  • The Sleeveens, “Drowning” – Irish-Nashville powerpop band covering my favorite Greg Cartwright song. It’s like this was made specifically for me. “Oh, I can’t tell you no lies – saw the spark of love in her eyes, then it died. Made me cry.”
  • Blueprint, “Black Plates” – Blueprint returned this year with a stone classic in Vessel and this paean to digging in the crates was on the playlist at every party we threw since the release date. “To you, just records; to me, a goldmine.”
  • Vybz Kartel featuring Beenie Man and Monster Twin, “Furnace Riddim (Brawta Mix)” – Vintage Vybz Kartel and Beenie Man with Monster Twin who I didn’t know as well.
  • JID, “What We On” – Growling seduction from JID’s consistently impressive God Does Like Ugly. “Knee deep down in that paint, call a holiday to the saints.”
  • Lorde, “Broken Glass” – stellar miniature from Lorde digging deep into her signature mix of heartbreak and groove. “I want to punch the mirror to make her see that this won’t last. It might be years of bad luck but what if it’s just broken glass?”
  • Demi Lovato, “Here All Night” – A marvelous, ridiculous club anthem with a metaphor more than strong enough for all the contortions Lovato has in mind. “I don’t want all natural, I want to go electronic, because if the music ever stops I might go psychotic.”
  • Cristina Vane, “You Ain’t Special” – Wry, subtle highlight from Vane’s excellent singer-songwriter record Hear My Call. “Honey, you ain’t special like your Mama said you was. And if you ain’t special, I ain’t got no more time for the two of us.”
  • Molly Tuttle, “That’s Gonna Leave a Mark” – Tuttle continues to grow into her voice as a songwriter, equaling her justly acclaimed reputation as one of the great bluegrass guitarists of her generation. The push-pull on this song is intoxicating. “If I was smarter, I’d up and leave, but I like to play with fire.”
  • Sabrina Carpenter, “Go Go Juice” – A sugar-rimmed tribute to the pull of bad decisions and a highlight off another gleaming, perfect pop record from Carpenter. “Some good old fashioned fun sure numbs the pain.”
  • Snõõper, “Worldwide” – Another burst of joy from Nashville’s rising pop-garage champs. The drum machine textures add a level of falling apart mystery to this record I really loved. “Do you really need me?”
  • Kid Cudi, “Mr. Miracle” – Cudi’s great memoir for me to check in on his material since the era when I was a superfan and he’s still putting out consistent, emotional earworms. “I was out and I was spinning, circles, I was dodging demons. Tell me, how did you defeat them?”
  • Jamie xx, “Dream Night” – Another instant dance-pop classic from Jamie xx. “I saw a dream last night, bright like a falling star.”
  • Moviola, “Kid Familiar” – A beautiful tune from Moviola’s breathtaking Earthbound, with a patchwork quilt of a subtle groove and glowing with mystery. “The flip side’s a charmer, the disc jockey said.”
  • Hayes Carll, “Good People (Thank Me)” – A lighthearted, grinning stomp from Carll’s excellent We’re Only Human. “I know a guy, he’s always worried. He’s in no hurry to try and see how he might have a couple issues. Well. I’ll be honest, that guy’s me.”
  • Marissa Nadler, “Light Years” – Another stunning record from Nadler, leaning into her more expansive palette of the last few but bringing back some stabbing specificity. “You knew the ways you numbered the days, cruising the night trying to find her. Then you tried to erase all the x-rays you took. No reminders.”
  • Lido Pimienta, “El Dembow del Tiempo” – The chamber music flavors of Pimienta’s La Bellezza were a surprise after the panoply of grooves that originally hooked me on her songs but I quickly came to love this luminous body of work.
  • Jehnny Beth, “High Resolution Sadness” – I loved Savages and Jehnny Beth’s solo work continues to expand and explode in all directions. “The world is a sad machine.”
  • Lady Wray, “Be a Witness” – One of my favorite throwback soul records and another winner from Lady Wray, with an undeniable disco throb. “Hold on tight and don’t let go.”
  • Annie and the Caldwells, “Wrong” – Another gorgeous updating of vintage disco sounds by soul-gospel family band based in Mississippi produced by Columbus expat Sinkane. “I thought I was doing right, then I realized I was wrong.”
  • Curtis Harding, “Time” – One of my favorite soul-rock singers returned with a stellar slab, exemplified by this horn-drenched call to prayer and defiance. “I never thought I would get so low. You picked me up off that killing floor, let’s go.”
  • Sudan Archives, “Ms. Pac Man” – A slinky, funny track with delightful arrangement surprises. “Put it in my mouth, and my bank account! Fuck you on the couch in my favorite blouse.”
  • Hand Habits, “Lioness” – I also loved Hand Habits’ new record of originals, but this Songs:Ohia cover (in a remarkably strong tribute record) fucking haunted me. Brought out new colors in a song I’ve loved for decades and hit me harder with what I already loved about it. “If you can’t get here fast enough, I will swim to you.”
  • Garlic Jr., “FTH” – Hakim Callwood’s expansion of his art into music consistently delights me but this sing-along scorched-earth treatment of a Cleveland-based restaurant chain some of my dear friends have been directly mistreated by was my fist-pumping song of the summer. “I don’t care if the sky falls as long as TownHall falls too, that’s just true, I hate to break it to you.”
  • Lily Allen, “Pussy Palace” – Allen made a record I loved just as much as her astonishing debut, bringing the same wit and fire, and fusing it to everything she knows now. “Hundreds of Trojans, you’re so fucking broken.”
  • Des Demonas, “Des Demonas Against Fascism” – Des Demonas expanded their palette without sacrificing anything in their best record yet. The groove and deadpan vocal on this are unassailable. “Living in a world with no pain, no fear.”
  • Mon Rovia, “Field Song” – Mon Rovia’s blending of roots in Liberia and his relocated home of Appalachian along with indie-pop really came into its full power this year. “Baby, I’ve been working some things off, trying to get right for myself, not anybody.”
  • Cardi B featuring Kehlani, “Safe” – A muscular duet from Cardi B’s excellent second album. “When I spaz and crash, you ain’t gon’ dip, right?”
  • Bee Humana, “Oceanic Blues” – Beautiful example from Columbus noir tropicalia band Bee Humana growing leaps and bounds since settling in with a steady lineup of singer-songwriter Bee Shuman with Dave Holm and Sam Brown. “The devil took my hand and led me, led me to the bottom of the sea.”
  • ROSALÍA featuring Estrella Morente & Sílvia Pérez Cruz, “La Rumba Del Perdón” – I’ve got nothing to add to the LUX conversation, but I love it as much as the rest of the world does.
  • Kojey Radical, “Rotation” – This British R&B artist hit my radar this year with his leather-smooth Don’t Look Down. “Lady Luck just made me clap and I gave her a standing ovation.”
  • Erykah Badu and the Alchemist, “Next to You” – The Alchemist producing whole records really bore fruit and the synchronicity he found with one my all time favorite songwriters and vocalists, Badu, exceeded all expectations. “Follow me and we gon’ break the rules.”
  • Fred again… featuring Amyl and the Sniffers, “You’re a Star” – Fred Again’s moody collaged dance tracks found a perfect foil in Australian garage-punk superstars Amyl and the Sniffers and built a gloriously rough take on grime. “Hey, you’re a lit one, always been a big star, never been a dull one. You wanna get out of here.”
  • Robert Finley, “Praise Him” – Beautiful soul-gospel from one of the best still doing it. “I’m going out of my mind so I better testify while I can.”
  • Florence + the Machine, “One of the Greats” – Florence Welch keeps getting better and better, more specific and more outward-looking. The band and arrangement foreground the drama but also let the jokes in this, one of her funniest songs, land without overplaying it. Extra points for my old pal Chris Vatalaro on piano. “I wrote down all my fumbling visions, transmitted by a television, got everything I thought I wanted and cried hungover in a hotel closet.”
  • Neko Case, “Wreck” – I’m still unpacking Case’s Neon Grey Midnight Green but this song, with the sweeping strings, stabbed me in the heart the second I heard it. “And I know I can’t burn this bright forever so just stay til the end of the fireworks show.”
  • Colter Wall, “Memories and Empties” – Colter Wall with a perfect ’60s soul-honky tonk mixture and the kind of wry wordplay his voice fits around like a glove. “This path only leads to a barstool where your memory can be left behind. Replacing memories with empties again.”
  • Armand Hammer and The Alchemist featuring Kapwani, “Dogeared” – Another of those fantastic Alchemist records I mentioned earlier this one supporting the duo of Billy Woods and Elucid featuring Kapwani. A dusty, light-dappled memory play. “She finished her drink and looked at me inquisitively, asking, ‘What’s the role of a poet in times like these?’ I never answered, but it stuck with me all week.”
  • Rissi Palmer, “Old Black Southern Woman” – A beautiful grappling with lineage and self-determination from one of our finest country singers. “I want to be an old black Southern woman, the kind my mother never got to be.”
  • Kenny Barron featuring Cecile McLorin Salvant, “Thoughts and Dreams” – A perfectly carved jewel from pianist Kenny Barron’s Songbook record ord, with Cecile McLorin Salvant as vocal partner. “How sweet the memories that choose to linger: the scent of that one perfume in a moonlit room; the long night of longing ending.”
  • Jason Isbell, “True Believer” – For me Isbell’s Foxes in the Snow was his first record since Southeastern where I skipped more songs than played through multiple times, but this (along with “Eileen” and “Ride to Robert’s”) I think is a stone classic as good as anything he’s written, with a gut-wrenching vocal that really benefits from the album’s barebones ambience. “If I got a little loose, I just forgot to be afraid, but I started out a true believer, babe.”
  • Brandi Carlile, “A War With Time” – This standout from Carlile’s beautiful, contemplative Returning to Myself feels like it helps set a tone for this phase of her work. “I don’t remember the faces, just the anger and the haunted places. So alive I could taste it on the rain. Even the roaches come from somewhere”
  • Jerry David DeCicca featuring BJ Cole, “Good Ghosts” – DeCicca’s the best songwriter I can think of working today at incorporating his heroes (like pedal steel icon BJ Cole here) without being intimidated by them, creating a situation where their genius perfectly fits his song (not unlike one of his heroes Warren Zevon and man, what I wouldn’t have given for a late-period Zevon record JDD produced). His Cardiac Country deals with everything in the world, especially mortality (given additional urgency with the artist’s open heart surgery) with the same warmth and good humor he brings to everything. “Maybe I’ll see you in a dream of deep blue. In a town where no one’s lonely, populated by only good ghosts.”
  • Todd Snider, “The Human Condition” – Someone gone far too soon even though he left us a voluminous body of work, Snider’s valedictory High, Lonesome, and Then Some, was another weathered masterpiece. “I was born in the human condition, dancing like I don’t know how.”
  • Leslie Odom Jr., “American Tune” – A beautiful read on this Paul Simon song from one of our finest interpreters, captured on a gorgeous live record. “I don’t know a soul who’s not been battered. I don’t have a friend who feels at ease. I don’t know a dream that’s not been shattered or driven to its knees.”
  • Willie Nelson featuring Rodney Crowell, “Oh What a Beautiful World” – Some of my favorite entries in the Willie Nelson catalog are deep dives into a single songwriter like the gorgeous Rodney Crowell songbook investigation-as-act-of-love album this duet gives its title. “It’s the rise and the fall of your clocks on the wall. It’s the first and the last of your days flying past. Oh, what a beautiful world.”
  • Mavis Staples, “Anthem” – A new high-water mark in matching singer with song. One of the great voices of faith over the last century making Leonard Cohen’s paean to believing because nothing is perfect, not in spite of it or out of some hope perfection is down the road, entirely hers. “Ring the bells, that still can ring. Forget your perfect offering. There is a crack, a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.”

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Best of 2024 – Spaces

As I’ve done for the last few years, I create a couple of lists that are loosely grouped by impact – if it feels like something I’d play on a jukebox or has lyrics, if it creates a sharp impression that might reverberate later – if I feel like it’s a “song” I put it in songs. It goes here if it feels spacious or dreamy, like architecture or a painting or landscape. Obviously, in a lot of cases, these distinctions are porous.

Similarly to my songs list, there was so much good shit this year and I’m looking forward to getting this posted so I can really dig into everyone else’s lists.

  • Wadada Leo Smith and Amina Claudine Myers, “Central Park at Sunset”– Two veterans of Chicago’s AACM movement – equally prominent as composers and virtuoso instrumentalists – teamed up for a duo record Central Park’s Mosaics of Reservoir, Lake, Paths and Gardens that’s as rich, sprawling, and vibrant as the urban park that inspired it. This particular piece reaffirms the poetry in both artists’ playing – I’m not sure anybody plays a sunset on any instrument as well as Smith, and those delicate and powerful chords from Myers are like the shifting moods of a summer breeze.
  • Mary Halvorson, “Desiderata” – I liked both of the last two Halvorson records on Nonesuch, but Cloudward synthesized those pleasures and reaffirms her Amaryllis octet as one of the great working ensembles, able to conjure any mood, any atmosphere her writing requires and bring in their own personalities without overwhelming the overall tone. A band of leaders that are always in service of the music. The way the jaunty swing in the beginning shatters into abstraction to flow back together in a new form is a Halvorson trademark, executed perfectly here.
  • David Murray Quartet, “Free Mingus” – Elder statesman and master at blending the melodic and the free, David Murray, assembles a brilliant quartet with pianist Marta Sanchez, bassist Luke Stewart, and Russell Carter, for his breathtaking record Francesca. On this track the band digs into an undulating saloon song tempo with the intensity and beauty it demands – that flow from Murray’s solo into Sanchez’s brings me to the edge of my seat every time, and every bit of the record is this good.
  • Vijay Iyer/Linda May Han Oh/Tyshawn Sorey, “Ghostrumental” – The second record with Iyer’s world-beating trio with Linda May Han Oh and Tyshawn Sorey exceeded even the high expectations I had. Thick grooves that shifts almost imperceptibly into deep abstractions and switch up again without feeling like an exercise, and melodic cells that swirl around and lock into place. There are a lot of piano trios on the playlist this time because all of them kicked enormous amounts of ass. Maybe my favorite moment on this track is Oh’s rich bass solo and the surprising, no-bullshit but also unshowy comping from Iyer and Sorey behind her.
  • Soundwalk Collective featuring Patti Smith, “Pasolini” – As someone who’s as much a film nerd at heart – at least they took up equal headspace in my adolescence – and who’s off and on written poetry since I was a teenager, both Patti Smith and the subject of the piece, Pasolini, loom very large in my psyche. I also love Soundwalk Collective’s playing with time, geography, specifics. So Correspondences Vol. 1 hit me right where I live. This is a gorgeous, mysterious piece.
  • Nduduzo Makhathini, “Water Spirits: Izinkonjana” – South African pianist/composer Nduduzo Makhathini’s second Blue Note album uNomkhubulwane is a gorgeous, meditative work immaculately played by his trio of Zwelakhe-Duma Bell le Pere and Francisco Mela. The little shifts in this piece, the way a bluesy run gives way to bright crispness and then they conjure clouds in the water, keep me coming back.
  • Six Organs of Admittance and Shackleton, “Spring Will Return/Oliver’s Letter” – I didn’t have this collaboration between freak-folk/noise-rock chameleon Ben Chesney (as Six Organs of Admittance) and dubstep pioneer Shackleton (I think I bought everything on Skull Disco for at least a few years) but this droning, atmospheric track captures both artists’ mature powers and finds new textures where they intersect. Meditative like the last piece but not at all like the last piece.
  • Cassie Kinoshi’s seed., “iii sun through my window” – Saxophonist/composer from the incredible London scene and her seed collective’s record Gratitude. This track conjures a pastoral lushness with an underlying tension that I find gripping and intoxicating.
  • J. Pavone String Ensemble, “Embers Slumber” – I first saw Jessica Pavone at the exact same time I first saw Mary Halvorson, when Gerard Cox brought their long-running duo to town, and have been a fan ever since. The shadowy, rapturous Reverse Bloom features a trio of Abby Swidler on viola and violin, Aimée Niemann on violin, and Pavone on viola and compositions. This closing track alternates between heartbeat pizzicato and long, arco lines curling like smoke. The exquisite pace lets every element burst and then fade, letting the decay play off one another like the shadows in a Twombly mobile.
  • SML, “Three Over Steel” – SML set the bar high – in a year full of contenders – for smart, surprising groove music. This quintet of Anna Butterss on bass – on this track sometimes so heavy and thick it feels like a tuba in the best way – Jeremiah Chiu on synths, Josh Johnson on sax (those overlapping curlicues resist being easily grasped but also rebel against not being an earworm), the always subtle and response Booker Stardrum on drums and percussion, and Greg Uhlman on guitar. This track is a party starter in the world I want to live in.
  • Dave Guy, “Footwork” – As with many things, I have Andrew Patton to thank for hipping me to Ruby, a record led by longtime Daptone – more recently of The Roots – trumpeter Dave Guy. This Latin-flavored piece feels like the first rays of sunshine on a cobblestone street, with Guy’s sing-along trumpet leading a dance over lush beds of percussion.
  • Adam O’Farrill, “Dodging Roses” – Another favorite trumpet player, Adam O’Farrill, continues to top himself with the addictive HUESO, featuring a tight quartet of frequent collaborators including his brother Zack, bassist Walter Stinson – I’ve been blown away by that rhythm section hookup live and on record before, but they’ve never sounded better – and saxophonist Xavier Del Castillo. Crystalline writing given added life by the personalities of these players and a tribute to the kind of telepathy you hear at the absolute highest levels of this kind of small-group jazz.
  • Happy Apple, “Turquoise Jewelry” – Another stunner from this band led by drummer Dave King (The Bad Plus, Fellwalker) with bassist Erik Fratzke and saxophonist/keyboardist Michael Lewis. I love the stop-start and the subtlety of this one.
  • Caroline Davis and Wendy Eisenberg, “Accept When” – Saxophonist/synth player Caroline Davis put out multiple records that killed me this year, but this duo with guitarist Wendy Eisenberg vibrated strings in my heart I didn’t know existed, or had maybe forgotten about. That stretch toward the midpoint when their unison voices sing “Synchronicity” over and over, and then the instruments take over with this subtle, picked melody from Eisenberg and long tones from Davis, tentative at first and then stretching further and further out… good lord. One of my musical moments of the year.
  • Erik Friedlander, “Shrimping (Mod 9)” – Erik Friedlander is one of my favorite cellists in any contexts, but there’s something special about his writing when he applies it to a specific thematic context. His instrumental dissection of MMA, Dirty Boxing, with a sympathetic quartet of Uri Caine on piano, Mark Helias on bass, and Ches Smith on drums, is my favorite record in years. This bouncy but restrained track is a prime example of what I loved about the record.
  • Dirty Three, “Love Changes Everything II” – A new Dirty Three record is always a cause for celebration in my world, and the magnificent Love Changes Everything is my favorite since She Has No Strings, Apollo, maybe my favorite since Whatever You Love, You Are. I have countless records in my collection all three of these Australian players are on – none of them bad – but that unmistakable language when they get together is to be savored.
  • Marquis Hill featuring Samora Pinderhughes, “Balladesque (Nothing to Lose)” – Chicago-native trumpeter Marquis Hill assembled a dream team including Makaya McCraven, Jeff Parker, Caroline Davis, Josh Johnson, and Juan Pastor, to tackle six of his compositions and tunes by fellow Chicagoans on his Composers Collective: Beyond the JukeBox record. The vocals by Samora Pinderhughes on this one are the icing on the cake.
  • Patricia Brennan, “Los Otros Yo” – Vibes and marimba wizard Patricia Brennan wrote many of my favorite tunes this year and assembled an astonishing band to tackle them – including her bandmate in Halvorson’s Amaryllis, Adam O’Farrill, alongside Jon Irabagon and Mark Shim on reeds, and Marcus Gilmore on drums. This track grabbed me from that horn fanfare on the intro and never let me go.
  • Alabaster DePlume, “Honeycomb” – London-based poet and saxophonist Alabaster DePlume floored me with a beautiful EP this year, Cremisan: Prologue To a Blade that leads off with this gorgeous, melancholy duet for reeds and piano.
  • Max Richter, “The Poetry of Earth (Geophony)” – In a Landscape distilled the particular pleasures I get from Max Richter’s compositions, a series of pastoral watercolors that have enough tension to stay consistently interesting. One of my records of the year for both self-soothing and trying to go deeper.
  • Pat Thomas, “The Oud of Ziryab” – I loved London pianist Pat Thomas’s work with free jazz titans like Derek Bailey, but this was my first exposure to his solo piano conception and every track on The Solar Model of Ibn Al-Shatir knocked me for a loop.
  • Matt Wilson, “Good Trouble”- One of the shows I was sorriest to miss this year was the Jazz Arts Group bringing drummer/composer/bandleaders Matt Wilson back to the Lincoln with his killer band promoting the record this is the title track (composed with sax player Jeff Lederer) of a tribute to the late Senator John Lewis and, more broadly, a hard-swinging tribute to community in all its stripes.
  • Asher Gamedze and the Black Lungs, “Elaboration” – Another drummer/composer on the rise, South Africa’s Asher Gamedze assembled an octet and worked with one of my heroes, poet Fred Moten, on a spoken word meets fire music masterpiece I’m still unpacking, Constitution. This mostly words and drums duet of a track is maybe the purest distillation but it’s an unskippable record.
  • Immanuel Wilkins, “MOSHPIT” – Saxophonist/composer Immanuel Wilkins released a magnum opus Blues Blood this year and it’s another landmark flag-planting from an artist who’s better every time I see him – last time was Winter Jazzfest 2022, be damn sure I’m going to see this live at Big Ears in the spring.
  • Kronos Quartet featuring Jlin, “Maji” – The long-running lineup of the Kronos Quartet took a well-deserved victory lap this year before two seats switched members, including their spectacular Sun Ra tribute Outer Spaceways Incorporated. This track finds them collaborating with Chicago electronic artist Jlin – the only artist I’ve seen get a standing ovation in the middle of their set at Big Ears this year – on an infectious tune that samples Sun Ra’s “Hidden Spheres.”
  • Love Higher, “Crush” – Another recent favorite electronic artist of mine, Love Higher splits her time between Columbus and New York and is moving the dance floor culture in both scenes, with her own work, curating series like Errant Forms, and even acting in the Cameron Granger film that formed the spine of one of my favorite art shows this year. The EP this is the title track from is one of my favorite dance records in a while.
  • J. Rawls, “Fresco” – Sticking with the Columbus theme for a moment, legend J. Rawls released a stellar record Bump the Floor. The light, staccato house-echoing flavor of this was infectious.
  • Nubya Garcia, “The Seer” – My favorite of the current London saxophonists bringing contemporary flavors to a rock-solid grasp of the jazz tradition, Nubya Garcia’s Odyssey is the best synthesis yet of her varied interests, all filtered through her molten-gold, unmistakable sax tone.
  • Matt Mitchell, “Angled Langour” – Another crushing piano trio record – Zealous Angles – captures Mitchell’s working trio with Chris Tordini on bass and Dan Weiss on drums, and it has all the heaviness you’d expect from those three names but also, as on this track, reminds us how much intensity and delicateness they can balance, how many Kandor-style worlds they can build in these bubbles of restraint. Beautiful.
  • Marta Sanchez, “3:30 AM” – This Marta Sanchez record – also featuring Tordini in the bass chair alongside Savannah Harris on drums – felt like it had a similar powerful and restrained quality, an intense rhythm engine pushing right into the red, that I loved on its own but while playing with the list really felt nice between these other two pieces. A standout on a record – Perpetual Void – with no shortage of standouts.
  • Oneida, “Gunboats” – Opening with a heavy-motorik drum beat and squealing feedback, “Gunboats” instantly landed in the classic rager category for me of a band that has more of those deep rocking expansive jams that hold my interest all the way through than anybody still working I can name. This closed the snarling, searching Expansive Air on a fist-pumping note.
  • Kris Davis Trio, “Knotweed” – I was lucky to see this trio the week the record came out, and it made my shows of the year list. Maybe my single favorite pianist of my generation with the best rhythm section she’s had – Robert Hurst and Johnathan Blake – tearing into her excellent compositions. Probably the hardest time I had picking a single track to represent on this playlist.
  • Tyshawn Sorey, “Your Good Lies” – I’ve been lucky enough to see Sorey’s current trio of Columbus native Aaron Diehl on piano and Harish Raghavan on bass twice in the last year, and they only grow into their power and rapport with one another. The Susceptible Now, the new record of standards, is the finest document yet of this working unit and this tightly arranged expansion of the Vividry song might be its crowning achievement.
  • Brian Charette, “6:30 in the Morning” – Brian Charette, with a pulse-pounding quartet of Cory Weeds on tenor, Dave Sikula on guitar, and John Lee on drums paid tribute to B3 legend Jack McDuff in high style on You Don’t Know Jack! and they conjure the lighter Latin flavor of this McDuff composition beautifully.
  • James Carter, “Prince Lasha” – I don’t know why it took this long for a solo baritone saxophone record from James Carter, but it felt like answering (a very specific subset of) my prayers when it happened. An essential document from probably the finest practitioner of the instrument working today.
  • Nicole Connelly, “Sky Piece” – The presence of drummer Kate Gentile got me to check out Stamp in Time, and the writing and playing of trombonist Nicole Connelly (with Zachary Swanson rounding out the trio, along with Andrew Hadro guesting on bari on this track) kept me enthralled. The floating, plaintive quality here is always held together and held aloft by a tensile strength, with one of my favorite tones on trombone I’ve heard in a while.
  • Ibrahim Maalouf, “Timeless” – Lebanese trumpeter Ibrahim Maalouf was one of my favorite discoveries at an early (for me) Winter Jazz Fest, and I’ve been enraptured by his sound and writing ever since. Trumpets of Michel-Ange is a stunning cross-cultural achievement highlighting the quarter-tone trumpet Maalouf’s father created and on this track including guests like the kora master Toumani Diabaté.
  • Sarah Davachi, “Night Horns” – Sarah Davachi’s The Head As Form’d In The Crier’s Choir is another gob-smacking triumph, conjuring a diversity of moods from different instruments and combinations and a real mastery of all of them. This closing track, for pipe organ (also played by Davachi), is one of my favorite pieces to get lost in, always finding new threads.
  • Painkiller, “Samsara III” – John Zorn reformed Painkiller with the original trio of Bill Laswell and Mick Harris, Harris of course doing samples and electronics instead of acoustic drums these days, and I was overjoyed to find the acid-fried intensity and chemistry are both not only intact but deepened.
  • Kali Malone, “No Sun To Burn (for brass)” – I liked Kali Malone on records. Still, I became a massive fan seeing her live at the end of the night in one of the churches at Big Ears two years ago. All Life Long captures that power and the evolution of her compositional language better than any record before. This version of “No Sun to Burn” for a brass quintet – it also appears on the record in an organ arrangement – feels like the fog burning off a lake in the still morning.
  • Walter Smith III, “24” – For his second Blue Note record, saxophonist Walter Smith III assembled a hard-to-top quartet of Jason Moran, Eric Harland, and Reuben Rogers (the aptly titled Three Of Us Are From Houston and Reuben Is Not) and they make a meal of Smith’s originals including this one, that feels tailor made for the sense of deeply serious play all of these musicians bring to the table, as well as a great Sam Rivers tune.
  • JD Allen, “Know Rose” – Another tenor sax player at the top of his game, JD Allen, leans into denser, moodier territory on The Dark, The Light, The Grey, and The Colorful, and this sinewy, smoky ballad is right in his sweet spot. That tone needs to be luxuriated in.
  • Tallā Rouge, “Shapes in Collective Space” – Tallā Rouge’s first record of compositions for viola duo, Shapes in Collective Space, finds whole universes in that range and a wildly expressive palate with these two players, Aria Cheregosha and Lauren Spaulding. It’s here because those tones at the beginning felt there was a shared feeling with the Allen piece right before and the Beethoven-ish sunrise elements of the Richard/Zahn piece after.
  • Dawn Richard and Spencer Zahn, “Traditions” – The single piece I knew had to be somewhere on a year end playlist but I struggled the most with figuring out if it was here or songs. This second collaboration between R&B powerhouse singer-songwriter Dawn Richard and avant-jam bassist/composer Spencer Zahn expanded on their language and opened up even more of their world to me. This tone poem – with minimal, sharply carved lyrics that imply whole lives intersecting – is one of the most moving things I heard all year. “On game day, my brother wears his Saints shoes. Must be a Frank thing, ’cause when I wear ’em, shit, they lose.”
  • Carolyn Enger, “Orizzonte” – Pianist Carolyn Enger built Resonating Earth specifically to be a meditative, transportive work, and she chose the right composers for the job, especially Missy Mazzoli who put together this shadows-over-the-world miniature.
  • MTB, “Angola” – This reteaming of the frontline of Brad Mehldau, Mark Turner, and Peter Bernstein (the MTB of the name) with the rhythm section of Larry Grenadier and Bill Stewart is a delight start to finish, with beautiful interplay that comes from walking the same roads as all five of these players have. This lighthearted but deep romp through Wayne Shorter’s “Angola” was a highlight for me.
  • Dalia Stasevska and the BBC Symphony Orchestra, “Symphony No. II: The Faithful Friend: The Lover Friend’s Love for the Beloved” – Conductor Dalia Stasevska’s Dalia’s Mixtape bursts with ideas, colors, and gave me the most hope for the health of symphonic music of anything I’ve heard in years, including great new pieces from the likes of Anna Meredith, but I had to give it to this movement from a previously lost (I think) Julius Eastman symphony that moved me to tears on first hearing it.
  • Brian Harnetty, “The Workbench” – One of Columbus’s finest composers, Brian Harnetty put out this stand-alone piece written in honor of his father and it’s both a moving tribute and an example of Harnetty working at the top of his game.
  • Lara Downes, “America” – Pianist Lara Downes’ This Land is a stunning grappling with what this country we share means, full of both beauty and truth. My highlight was this Noah Luna arrangement of Simon and Garfunkle’s “America,” that opens the song up while keeping everything that’s good about it, played exquisitely.
  • Shabaka, “As The Planets And The Stars Collapse” – One of my highlights of this year’s Big Ears – and an appearance as part of A Night at the East in WJF – was Shabaka’s new flute conception; I worried I was so deep into his tenor player bag that I’d have a hard time getting on board, but the first few notes put those fears to rest and the richly developed record keeps unfolding and revealing both its truths and more mysteries to me.

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Best of 2024 – Songs

As I have the last few years, these podcasts are expansions of my favorite albums of the year; songs that wouldn’t let me go or representations of albums that I loved but didn’t quite make my top 20. These are – mostly – songs with words and creating a concentrating emotion or image; as opposed to the companion playlist, Spaces, which are – usually instrumental and create a landscape or a vibration for me.

In a broad sense – you’re used to this if you’ve been reading me for a little while – this starts with some anthems and ends with some prayers, through my crooked eye, of course. Your mileage may – and probably should – vary.

  • Miko Marks, “I’ll Cry For Yours (Will You Cry For Mine)” – The last few years have given us a bounty of tribute records that expand and subvert the sometimes perfunctory nature of these collections and My Black Country: The Songs of Alice Randall is one of the best I’ve ever heard. Assembled to go along with Randall’s terrific memoir of the same name, this pioneering black country artist’s work gets fresh, loving treatments. There isn’t a dud in its entire length, but probably my favorite is this searing, explosive read on a Randall tune I didn’t previously know, originally recorded by ’90s country singer Tamra Rosanes. Up until literally the night before I started writing this, I was sure I was kicking the playlist off with the next song, off my favorite record of the year, but walking under a fragile snow through the empty streets of my neighborhood, this song (which had been steadily moving toward the pole position of the playlist) said, “No, dumbass, this is the tone of the year and the tone of the music that spoke to you it’s all in there, between Miko Marks’ voice and those horns.” “Our wounds will heal through tears and time. When they draw up sides, can you cross that line?”
  • Hurray for the Riff Raff, “Snake Plant (The Past Is Still Alive)” – From the moment I heard it, Hurray for the Riff Raff’s The Past Is Still Alive felt like their masterpiece (so far), one of the best singer-songwriter records I’ve ever heard, and my record of the year. I had to play the whole thing back as soon as it ended. Every song on this record is perfect – arrangements pop, their voice has never sounded better – but this was the single song I reached for most often when I was down, and it’s a spectacular example of Segarra’s ability to stitch together perfectly captured moments with direct address and craft a mammoth dagger planted squarely in the heart. “Tattoo with a needle and thread, most of our old friends are dead. So test your drugs, remember Narcan; there’s a war on the people, what don’t you understand?”
  • Chuck Prophet, “Wake The Dead” – Long one of my favorite songwriters, Chuck Prophet refreshed his sound with an album-length collaboration with Salinas cumbia band Qiansave. That album – of which this is the title track – is the loosest, most powerful album Prophet’s made in a while; the sharply observed lyrics and his supple voice slide beautifully through these rhythms, both illuminating the shadowy spaces of the other. “If they ask you any questions, go ahead and tell the truth; if we have to, we can plead insanity. If it’s good enough for you, it works for me.”
  • Tim Easton, “Everything You’re Afraid Of” – My first favorite Columbus songwriter – based in Nashville for many years – put out his best record in years with the loose, ragged-and-right Find Your Way and this was the centerpiece in my mind, another song that gave me so much solace over the year I can barely sum it up (though I certainly tried when he did it at Dick’s Den this year and I was a bawling mess). “Ask yourself how you can help someone else who’s in pain today. Take all those worries, put ’em in a big ol’ book; leave the book on a stranger’s shelf. Now, congratulate yourself. Send a meaningful prayer of sympathy to all your enemies.”
  • Sinkane featuring Tru Osborne, “Everything is Everything” – Another of my favorite Columbus exports to the world, Sinkane made another spectacular record with We Belong, ornate but loose, dancefloor grooves sprinkled with interesting arrangement choices and beguiling melodies. With a vocal assist from Tru Osborne, this song is another in his long line of quintessential summertime jams alongside “Runnin'” and “Here We Be.” “That’s the problem with tomorrow; always one day away. I want to be free in this moment; well, this is what I pray.”
  • Ledisi, “Stay Here Tonight” – I loved Ledisi’s detour into the work of Nina Simone, but her new record of originals, Good Life, was exactly what I needed – like sinking into a bubble bath with a perfectly cold martini at the side; like the first time you hear Coltrane’s Crescent. The gleaming crystal keyboard line over crunchy drums, around her swooping voice blend beautifully. “Let’s be clear – you gotta say it right now: is it true?”
  • Adeem the Artist, “Wounded Astronaut” – Knoxville breakout Americana star Adeem the Artist followed their astonishing White Trash Revelry with the knottier, denser Anniversary that took a little longer to reveal its pleasures but hit me even deeper. This biting, deceptively easy-going look at the way we men treat women knocked me sideways – ripping a scab off rarely comes with as catchy a sing-along chorus as this. “Oh, the women I have loved and left injured in the shadows of my childhood dysfunctions playing out in real time… Were that I was younger, I could have put to use my wonder to imagine better ways a healthy partner is defined.”
  • The Paranoid Style, “Print the Legend” – Literary rock band The Paranoid Style, led by married couple Elizabeth Nelson and Timothy Bracy, put out their best record yet this year The Interrogator, making excellent use of Peter Holsapple (The dBs, Continental Drifters) and this catchy barbed wire-tumbleweed was one of my favorite songs of the year; an alternate universe urban “The Road Goes On Forever” that questions if there was ever a party in the first place. “Jill Collins grabbed the bag and then she grabbed the wheel. Sidney was shot, and near-passed-out, when he made his last appeal: ‘Keep me safe and keep me alive, and I’ll settle the score.’ They held hands and they laid eyes, before she pushed him out the door.”
  • Brittany Howard, “What Now” – With Howard’s sophomore solo outing she made a hard-hitting record every bit the equal of the Alabama Shakes work I initially fell in love with. The swinging drive of the groove here underpins the barely restrained rage of the lyric and vocal in an intoxicating way. “If you want someone to hate, then bring it on me.”
  • Joshua Ray Walker, “Thank You For Listening” – One of the finest new honky tonk singers, Joshua Ray Walker, in the midst of a fight with colon cancer, put out a gorgeous record of stripped down, acoustic takes on many of his finest songs and this lone new tune is one of his best, a four a.m. whisper of gratitude and reminder why any of us make things. “Thanks for listening to all my sad songs. Thanks for loving me when I sing the words wrong. Makes the bad times not seem so long.”
  • Hilary Gardner, “Jingle Jangle Jingle (I Got Spurs)” – I got to see one of my favorite jazz singers Hilary Gardner’s new project with the Lonesome Pines at Mezzrow around last year’s Winter Jazz Fest, and I liked it – I’d love hearing Gardner sing the phone book – but I was a little disappointed it was more movie-cowboy songs than the Western Swing I’d hoped for. Getting to live with the record, On The Trail With the Lonesome Pines, I love it. This Lilley and Loesser tune – which I first knew from Popeye as a kid, but was a focal point of a Tex Ritter Best Of I wore out in my 20s – sums up everything I love about her witty, winsome approach to these songs and the interplay with this crack band, especially the vocal nudges from guitarist Justin Poindexter. “Oh, Bessie Lou, though we’ve done a heap of dreaming, this is why it won’t come true: I’ve got spurs that jingle jangle jingle as I go riding merrily along. And they sing, ‘Oh, ain’t you glad you’re single?’ and that song ain’t so very far from wrong.”
  • Brittney Spencer, “Desperate” – One of my favorite new country singers exploded with a phenomenal front-to-back debut record My Stupid Life, and as much as I loved the first single “Night In,” this song got its hooks in me – with sharply detailed production that shows every nuance of Spencer’s voice and a bolt-from-the-blue pedal steel line around immediately relatable but never stupid lyrics, and a fist-pumping chorus about ambiguity and anxiety; a combination I’m always a sucker for. “I’m so used to hiding from the whole truth; caught between the holding back and worrying how you’ll react.”
  • Aoife O’Donovan and The Knights, “All My Friends” – Aoife O’Donovan continues to stun me, and this title track on her album-length collaboration with chamber orchestra The Knights, is an addition to her canon of some of the best songs written by anyone of my generation. The use of the orchestra – and horns from brass quartet The Westerlies – gives me chills every time I play it, while her voice and the lyrics give me hope through tears. “I always knew, and so did you, that we were going to war. Now years have passed; I’m trying to remember who it is for. If we reach 36 or if the door gets slammed, at least I know we’ve tried for all my friends.”
  • Waxahatchee, “The Wolves” – Waxahatchee keeps trumping herself and Tigers Blood is another triumph with warm, sharply observed songs; maps for living in the world in dusky, luminous production and sparse arrangements. “You’ve been proving yourself wrong with or without me here. You don’t look around, you don’t check the score; you cause all that trouble, then you beg for more on every warm horizon of what I let disappear.”
  • Adrienne Lenker, “Sadness As A Gift” – I like but don’t love the band Big Thief, so it took multiple conversations around the Big Ears Festival about their lead singer Lenker’s set being the favorite set of one person after another to get me to check out her gorgeous solo record Bright Futures. The violin-drenched arrangement here sets a perfect tone for the steely resignation of the song and her voice way up front and bright with I think two male voices hovering around it like moths. A perfect song in a damn fine album. “Just leaning on the windowsill. You could write me someday, and I hope you will. You could see the sadness as a gift, and still, the seasons go so fast.”
  • Sierra Ferrell, “Dollar Bill Bar” – This was Sierra Ferrell’s year, breaking out to bigger venues and capturing the ears of a wider range of people than my crowd of roots rock weirdos, and it’s incredibly well-deserved. She blends and braids the various strains of American music into personal, relatable songs as well as anyone working today; the arrangement on this with a moaning, sarcastic harmonica and a jaunty shuffle on the drums, is a perfect example. “If I had a dollar for every single hopeful heart, well, honey, I could break a hundred down at the dollar bill bar.”
  • Sarah Shook and the Disarmers, “Backsliders” – River Shook and their band continued expanding on the variety of textures and rhythms that made Nightroamer such a delightful jumping off point with Revelations but make some space for the vintage honky tonk shitkicking numbers that they write better than anybody else, like this mournful morning-after statement of purpose. “Now I got one foot out the door and you’re still getting dressed. Hate that I can’t say no as easily as you say yes. I’m a real piece of shit and you’re a vixen in a dress. I thought we was movin’ on but I was wrong I guess.”
  • Kyshona, “Where My Mind Goes” – Kyshona made my favorite of her records so far with Legacy, like the last couple of songs taking on the history of American music with open arms but also her family history and the legacy of black music. This gripping, dark gospel stomp sums up much of what I love about this record. “Where my mind goes when you tell me that I just can’t carry on. It’s where my mind goes – you can’t stop me. I’ll keep moving on.”
  • N’shai Iman, “Can’t Take It” – I discovered rising Columbus singer-songwriter N’shai Iman this year and this song enraptured me, some of the finest alternative R&B or is that just the mainstream of R&B these days, I’ve heard in a long time with a subdued under-my-skin groove and a stunning vocal. “I can’t feel your touch from so far away; I need hands-on assistance.”
  • Meshell Ndegeocello, “Another Country” – Meshell Ndegeocello’s No More Water: The Gospel of James Baldwin pulls off the brilliant magic act of simultaneously exulting Baldwin and taking him off the pedestal and out of the box that tries to make one of the great literary minds simple and digestible. This soaring song bursts from distorted spoken word into a chiaroscuro sunrise. Beautiful. “Gold brown red brown, more greed grows inside. Make more love, never grief.”
  • Arooj Aftab, “Whiskey” – I loved Arooj Aftab’s earlier records, especially Vulture Prince and the collaborative Love in Exile, but even as a fan I was unprepared for the stunning Night Reign. This contemporary torch song blends the guitarist of Gyan Riley and Kaki King with Maeve Gilchrist’s harp, Jamey Haddad’s percussion, and Linda May Han Oh’s bass into a rich landscape for Aftab’s vocal to flow through. “We’ll fade into the night on waves of your perfume. I’m drunk, and you’re insane; tell me how we will get home.”
  • John Moreland, “Visitor” – John Moreland, one of my favorite songwriters in the Guy Clark or Elizabeth Bishop tradition of turning a situation around and seeing how the light hits it from all sides, made another perfect record this year. This title track is a hymn to finding ways to live with one another, with a circling organ over subtly grimy drums. “I’ve been stoned and scared of my reflection. I can see your shifty smirk from the depths of my depression, but I will not be your puppet or your payment, your easy entertainment, for I’ve made amends for me.”
  • Rapsody featuring Erykah Badu, “3:AM” – Rapsody’s Please Don’t Cry knocked me over, front-to-back, but this sleepy slow jam produced by Lonestarmusik, S1, and Jemarcus Bridges, thick with lazy horns and an instant-classic Badu hook was an early favorite track of mine and still beguiles me. “I loved to laugh with you – you were never my mistake; a blessing.”
  • Lucky Daye, “Top” – Maybe my favorite straight-down-the-line R&B record of the year, Lucky Daye’s honeyed vocals flow beautifully around the big crunch of the drums and bass on this track, produced by D’Mile. “I can feel your water comin” over me, diving underwater till I’m lost at sea.”
  • Ice Spice, “Gimme a Light” – Ice Spice’s diamond-hard percussive flow gets a fantastic showcase on this Sean Paul-sampling sparse track produced by RIOTUSA. “She gettin’ loud but nobody moved; watch the TV, I’m makin’ the news.”
  • PinkPantheress, “Turn It Up” – This single from English singer-songwriter PinkPantheress brought her work into sharp relief for me and it was one of my favorite discoveries of the year (another case where I’m late to the party). This song about a tenuous relationship (if not obsession) uses moody production that has flavors of 2-step garage around its edges to evoke that feeling when the mood in a club shifts better than almost any song I can remember. “Tell me why you’re always here at night? Turn it up! It seems to me it’s the only time I see you. And when I thought I found my purpose in life, you’re not there.”
  • Shannon and the Clams, “The Moon is in the Wrong Place” – Shannon and the Clams’ gorgeous and heartbreaking new record – this is the title track – was born out of struggling with the untimely death of Shannon Shaw’s fiance, Joe Haener; I wouldn’t wish that on anyone. This record is a balm and a reminder that we can even dance about the terrible times; sometimes we need to. “Colors changed when you left this world – now everything’s a whiter shade of mauve. I’m seeing bright spots, shiny objects that you use for those you love: I spy seafoam, I spy olive, I spy golden candlelight. I spy something that you told me in the last week of our lives.”
  • Dave Alvin and Jimmie Dale Gilmore, “We’re Still Here” – This duet statement of purpose is a highlight of Dave Alvin and Jimmie Dale Gilmore’s second collaborative record Trying To Be Free, with a killing Alvin guitar solo and gorgeous intertwined B-3 and piano, connecting the two kinds of honky tonks that were fertile soil for the evolution of American music. “Well, a music business man with a music business smile said the songs that I write were old and out of style. But I’ve been boppin’ these blues for for over forty years. Hell, I don’t know where he is but we’re still here.”
  • Sabrina Carpenter, “Please Please Please” – Obviously one of the biggest breakout successes this year and I loved Short n’ Sweet as much as everyone, with this grinning put-your-man-in-his-place song and its vibe pop/roller disco groove. The rippling synth lines and those twangy smears on the vocals got their hooks in me immediately. “Heartbreak is one thing, my ego’s another; I beg you don’t embarrass me, motherfucker.”
  • Kaitlin Butts, “Other Girls (Ain’t Havin’ Any Fun)” – Kaitlin Butts’ Roadrunner! is my favorite contemporary reimagining of Western Swing in many years and this kiss off torch ballad is a highlight in a record full of highlights, featuring pedal steel like smoke rising off her in a film noir spotlight. “They say, ‘Other girls don’t act like this,’ that it’s poison on the tongue. They say, ‘Other girls don’t act like this,’ oh, but other girls ain’t having any fun.”
  • Emily Nenni, “I Don’t Have to Like You” – This standout from Emily Nenni’s great Drive & Cry has a swaggering, easy going beat dripping with organ shoving her voice into the foreground. “Well, it took time but I learned how not to feed the flame of folks like you. I can’t linger or I’ll burn a hole, that’s just what my eyes do.”
  • Luci Kaye Booth, “Damn Good In a Dive Bar” – This favorite track for me from Booth’s great The Loneliest Girl in the World has a simple arrangement that uses space around those guitar stabs and dusky drums very effectively but for me, this one is all about the tumble of words with the razor-cut alliteration and internal rhymes belied by the perfectly nonchalant vocal delivery. “All eyes on the high-rise Levi’s in the low light; boys say, ‘Hey there, ain’t you a sight.’ You can write my name in Sharpie on the wall, but you can’t take me home when they’re calling last call. Two-dollar buzz, breaking neon hearts: I look pretty damn good in a dive bar.”
  • Maren Morris, “Push Me Over” – I’ve long been a subscriber to the theory (I first heard from the Supersuckers’ Eddie Spaghetti) that every band’s disco record is my favorite record of this, and now I’ve added Maren Morris to that list. This overheated seduction was one of my favorite jams of the summer and works just as well in the cold of December. “Even if it’s just tonight, you still got me to the other side, but did you push me over, or did I? Either way, I gotta say, no hesitations.”
  • Carsie Blanton, “My Good Friends” – This highlight from Carsie Blanton’s terrific After The Revolution uses a campfire-folk arrangement to get this simple, profound message about how much we need other people in times of celebration and need. “When the darkness descends, I call up my good friends. They come down to the riverbed and crack me up until the light gets in.”
  • Amy Rigby, “Bad in a Good Way” – One of my favorite singer-songwriters, Amy Rigby, returned with her best record in years – maybe since MiddlescenceHang In There With Me. One of my favorite modes of Rigby is her character writing, and this affectionate eyebrow-raised capture of a life through his funeral was an instant favorite of mine; a stunning example of her laid-back, beckoning delivery and an interesting arrangement, shot through with drones. “He was the same as desert weather, he held it all together. Dry and gritty with a chill, but he wished nobody ill. He was pure Play It As It Lays, he was as sure as ‘Glory Days,’ the ones they thought would never end. Beneath it all, he was a friend who found a way not to be sad at all the love he could’ve had. He wasn’t good the way they say; he was bad.”
  • Queen Naija, “Good Girls Finish Last” – One of my favorite discoveries this year and one of my favorite R&B singles – the circling, “No you don’t know what you want,” gets stuck in my head for days every time I play it.
  • Shemeika Copeland, “Only Miss You All The Time”Blame It On Eve was a high-watermark for one of the most storied blues-folk singers of my lifetime, pairing Shemeika Copeland’s voice in astonishing form paired with Will Kimbrough’s production and stabbing guitar on this song (which Kimbrough also co-wrote), a sparse punch in the chest and a flickering flame in the darkness on a record that struck me over and over. “I miss you, lover, I miss you, friend. If I never see you again: it wasn’t you, it wasn’t me; just a love not meant to be.”
  • MJ Lenderman, “She’s Leaving You” – I resisted the Lenderman record Manning Fireworks at first – praise was a little too effusive, a little too universal, but as soon as I finally heard it I was in love. This song in particular, with its keening chorus, “It falls apart; we’ve all got work to do” and that chiming, ragged guitar gave me the best early-Wilco-conjuring feelings I’ve gotten from any record in many years.
  • George Strait, “Rent” – This highlight off George Strait’s remarkably consistent 31st album Cowboys and Dreamers opens with a directly addressed shoutout to its two (now gone from us) songwriters, Texas master of empathy and hooks Guy Clark and Keith Gattis (whose “El Cerrito Place” is one of my favorite ballads of the last 20 years and made my “Parting Gifts” playlist last year), and makes excellent use of Strait’s elder statesman voice and a subtle, devastating arrangement. “He said, ‘The war took my brother. The good Lord took my mother. And the years, well, I don’t know where they all went. Until that roll is called up yonder, all I can do is wonder if I even did enough to make a dent. But I made a few good friends, and I always paid my rent.”
  • Linda Thompson featuring Kami Thompson, “The Solitary Traveller” – This opening track from Linda Thompson’s return Proxy Music, named because these originals are performed by other artists, set the tone for an astonishing return, with a magical vocal from Thompson’s daughter Kami. “Lonely life, where is thy sting? Lonely life? There’s no such thing.”
  • Nick Lowe and Los Straitjackets, “Crying Inside” – At long last, the collaboration of one of the great power-pop (and other modes) songwriters and surf champions gave us a full-length and it exceeded even my high expectations. This song in particular is as good as anything Lowe has ever written and recorded. “I’m standing in a jolly crowd – joking, laughing a little too loud. Looking like the model of a man who’s got it made. But my repartee is just to disguise all the hurt I’m trying to hide.”
  • The Harlem Gospel Travelers, “We Don’t Love Enough” – For their follow up Rhapsody, back with producer and mentor Eli “Paperboy” Reed is a luminous cover of The Triumphs’ “We Don’t Love Enough” that I first heard on the seminal Numero comp Good God! They don’t just do it justice, they take it into space. The way they sing “It’s a shame…” was as heavy as whole lyrics on other songs and a much needed message in this fucked-up year.
  • Etran de L’air, “Igrawahi” – I’ve liked all the bands I’ve heard out of the Tuareg blues-rock scene exporting to the Europe and the States over the last ten years, but Etran de L’air – who I was lucky enough to see twice this year, at festivals that sometimes feel on opposite ends of the spectrum, Big Ears and Gonerfest – bring a different flavor with a rhythm section that recalls the loose euphoria of garage rock.
  • Charli XCX, “Club classics” – I didn’t love Charli XCX’s Brat quite as much as her last record but that was an extremely high bar for me and it was full of sticky candy and swirling summer jams. This grappling with nostalgia/tipping of the hat, set to a powerful groove was a favorite. “Play the track fast, not slow; pull it back twice, let go.”
  • Love Fiend, “Just For Eddie” – Another undeniable groove and grappling with nostalgia and the sometimes-disconnection baked into how we live our lives, and a beautiful eulogy (I think) from an angle more inspired by vintage ’70s pub rock and a cornerstone of one of my favorite rock records of the year. “Save a nickel, save a dime, so you can play a song one at a time: ‘Trouble in Mind’ or ‘Heartbreak Hotel,’ the 45’s got you under its spell.”
  • Freak Genes, “Clear in the Night” – This cracked garage/industrial blend from Cincinnati’s Feel It records feels tailor-made for fans of Gorgio Murderer and Optic Sink, and is their most beguiling worldbuilding on record yet. “Excess on demand.”
  • X, “Big Black X” – If Smoke & Fiction really is their last statement, pioneering West Coast post-punk band X – still with the original members John Doe, Exene Cervenka, Billy Zoom, and DJ Bonebrake – it’s a hell of a way to go out on. Ending this little section of the playlist with another deep groove and a gimlet eyed looking back, cut with diamonds and sung like a heart being sprayed by a flamethrower with the two voices coming together on maybe my favorite chorus all year. “Stay awake and don’t get taken. We knew the gutter, also the future.”
  • Gouge Away, “Maybe Blue” – Transitioning out of that handful of songs with a favorite young rock band that grew out of X and their scene, and the hardcore boiling around them, and crafted a completely fresh, head-knocking mix of elements I thought I’d grown tired of before hearing Deep Sage. “Can we go back to when the ceiling was breathing? Can we go back to when the wood grain was dripping?”
  • Ancient Peach, “Lovers Run” – A favorite new local band featuring Ginny Riot – a musician I’d follow into any new project – on guitar and vocals (shared with bassist Lauren Lever), and their EP was the best heavy, swinging shoegaze I’ve heard in a long while. “No offense, but they never told; and the silence grows.”
  • Angélica Garcia, “Juanita”– Garcia’s third album, Gemelo, knocked me sideways and the insistent beat and restrained vocal on the verses that both explode into a sculpture of fireworks on the chorus was a prime example of why.
  • Bette Smith, “Happiness” – Brooklyn-via-Memphis soul-rock singer Bette Smith made her best record yet, Goodthing, expanding on the multitude of pleasures from The Good, The Bad, and the Bette but giving it a brighter, more nuanced three-dimensionality. “Take a shot of freedom. Now how ya feeling?”
  • Amanda Anne Platt and the Honeycutters, “Mirage” – I was primed for The Ones That Stay after seeing a stunning Amanda Anne Platt and the Honeycutters show at Natalie’s this year and this song that struck me live stabbed daggers in my heart on the record. That shattering piano line the steel guitar orbits around, giving her band space to breathe, grabs me by the collar every time. “I take a toothpick and I walk outside – the sky is lavender and rose gold. Another sweet and salty summer night; an empty road that smells like charcoal. I strain to hear the angels sing, but they don’t owe me anything.
  • Memphis Royal Brothers, featuring Wendy Moten and Jim Lauderdale, “Brand New Heart”—This Memphis supergroup/Royal Studios house band features a backbone of legends like Lester Snell, Charles Hodges, and Michael Toles. On this debut record, they pair that tasteful firepower with killer new songs. This duet between legendary country songwriter Jim Lauderdale and Wendy Moten is a love duet for the ages. “Love’s an invitation to start your life again; a perfect celebration that doesn’t have to end.”
  • Ella Langley, “I Blame the Bar” – Like I suspect a lot of listeners, I found Ella Langley through that ubiquitous TikTok song, but the more I dug into her record hungover it kept revealing things, and this song has the best bad-idea-seduction chorus in years, up there with classics like Dolly Parton’s “Why’d You Come In Here Looking Like That” and Ani Difranco’s “Shy.” “No, I don’t blame you that it didn’t work out. Even if I used to, baby, I don’t now. It was the two-for-ones, being young and dumb, that everyone’s gotta go through.”
  • Dehd, “Hard to Love” – Another example that friends are the most reliable indicator of new bands as two different pals suggested Dehd’s record Poetry and I fell quickly in love, and this dust-spattered reckless backroads drive is a prime example of what keeps me coming back to it. “Gotta love the good man, but that ain’t what I want. Give me someone rough and tumble, someone hard to love.”
  • Raul Malo, “I Got Stripes” – One of the great American voices paired with one of the quintessential American songs, Johnny Cash’s Leadbelly adaptation, exceeded even those high expectations and gave us probably the definitive version; damn sure the only one that made me forget the original for as long as it’s running. “Them chains, them chains, they’re about to drag me down.”
  • Thee Sacred Souls, “Price I’ll Pay” – Cali sweet soul torchbearers Thee Sacred Souls knocked it out of the park with the sun-dappled harmonies and silky rhythms of Got a Story To Tell. In a record of gems, this one stuck in my throat every time I played it. “With every new season, I want to explore you.”
  • Muni Long, “Type Questions” – This finger snap-driven torch ballad was an immediate standout for me from Muni Long’s consistently great Revenge and a song I’ve revisited often over 2024. “I’m good at making something out of nothing – how come you never asked me if I have a husband?”
  • Moor Mother and Sistazz of the Nitty Gritty, “SOUTH SEA” – Moor Mother continued her streak of one of the great no-filler exploratory catalogs in music today with The Great Bailout. This expansive 9-minute track finds Moor Mother in her spoken word mode with fascinating backgrounds shifting between wordless gospel croons, vocalese, and a questing, mournful clarinet rising out of a horn section. Gorgeous and haunting. “Sometimes the killing is silent / So silent you can almost hear the chaos of people gathering / spells and curses in their head”
  • The Bellrays, “All The Rage” – After a six-year gap, Lisa Kekaula’s soul-injected rock band returns with a record of wall-to-wall firey power. This one captures the riffs, surging vocals, and swinging stomp of a rhythm section that’s always made The Bellrays so intoxicating. “Is it the morning after or the night before? This room is getting darker than it’s ever been before.”
  • Jake Blount and Mali Obomsawin, “What’s You Gonna Do When The Word’s On Fire”Symbiont, a masterpiece in folky, collaged, deconstructionist indigenous futurism brings together Jake Blount and Mali Obomsawin and finds all of their interests and earlier work coalescing in a way that dazzles me every time. “You are a fragment of a whole carrying with you a small, small role that multiplies with you. Remember you instructions: at the end you too will return to soil.”
  • Seun Kuti and Egypt 80, “Well Well Well” – Another extension and continuation of vintage Afrobeat that doesn’t shut out the present in any sense. A dance floor monster that orbits around Kuti’s sweet tenor and sticky horn lines I can’t help singing along to. “Many are falling and they don’t know because the world dey upside down.”
  • Common and Pete Rock featuring Bilal, “So Many People” – In a similar warm, throwback mode the match-made-in-heaven pairing of Common and Pete Rock returns to the hip-hop-as-woman metaphor of so much of Common’s work with a beat full of interesting flourishes moving with a light touch, and remarkable feature vocals from Bilal. “She showed up for me in the darkest times; conversations with her re-spark my mind.”
  • Mourning [A] BLKstar, “Just Can’t Be” – Cleveland’s avant-funk collective put out another crushing record with the lush and searching Ancient//Future, the interplay of the horns and vocals on this over the creeping flow of the beat sends this one over the top for me. “I am to blame, but you are the root.”
  • Jenny Scheinman, “Ornette Goes Home” – Maybe this is a more likely candidate for the Spaces list, but violinist/composer Jenny Scheinman’s new one All Species Parade roared out of the gate with this eulogy/tribute that’s rich with the same kind of melodic earworms Ornette was known for and that beat and searching quality just sort of fused itself in my head alongside the Mourning [A]BLKstar – Scheinman’s violin glides over and through Bill Frisell’s guitar and Carmen Staaf’s piano, with Frisell’s frequent rhythm section of Tony Scherr and Kenny Wollensen slyly winking at the Haden/Higgins hookup without slavishly recreating it.
  • Rema and Shallpopi, “BENIN BOYS” – I’m not as well-versed as I should be on the current Nigerian pop/afrobeats scene but I loved the silky, beckoning quality of this gold-plated pop collaboration as soon as I heard it. Those synth horn stabs both reminded me of the last couple of tracks and I thought set up the shift into the next few pieces. “If you play with the boys, you go collect.”
  • Ibibio Sound Machine, “Let My Yes Be Yes” – One of my favorite contemporary funk bands, London’s Ibibio Sound Machine, continued their unique fusion of elements with a sensibility that balances the groove and the song with uncommon delicateness for as powerfully thumping as these tunes are, with their remarkable Pull the Rope. “A better way for me to find me, just need to get you, get you behind me.
  • Nubiyan Twist featuring Nile Rodgers and The Reflex, “Lights Out (The Reflex Revision)” – The same feeling as the above with a late ’70s flavor – even featuring one of the architects of that sound – from the same UK scene as Ibibio Sound Machine and remixed by long running DJ The Reflex, this is like eating too much candy or having three too many drinks. “Down with the silence. Free your mind, let’s shake with the vibrance.”
  • Latto, “Big Mama” – Columbus native who came into her own in the Atlanta scene, Latto’s Sugar Honey Iced Tea is her best record yet and this seductive braggadocious track produced by COUPE, OZ, and Kid Masterpiece is an addictive string of earworms and hurts-so-good one liners. “Drinking out the bottle til this shit is done. On some Andre 3K shit, man, where the fuck my panties at?”
  • Luno Moon and Garlic Jr., “DRUNK ON A WEDNESDAY” – There’s a fascinating scene of exploratory, avant-leaning R&B in Columbus right now and Hakim Callwood – in his Garlic Jr. guise – and Luno Moon are at the center of it. This twisty song – those stuttered synths under the insistent drums kill me – sums up that sense of stasis between unhinged exuberance and regret and is as addictive as the behavior in the title. “Here time isn’t linear, how much of it do we have? My nose and my arms are wide open – come closer to me, let’s relapse on our love.”
  • Tinashe, “Getting No Sleep” – I love even the uneven Tinashe records, and I think Quantum Baby is one of her best – this clattering beat with the subdued synths sets up a smoky vocal that plays to all her strengths and a hook I hum for days every time I play it. “We ain’t getting no sleep, no, no, we’re just living instead. We can sleep when we’re dead.”
  • Shovels and Rope, “Piranhanana” – Shovels and Rope put out their rawest, meanest, most rocking record with Something is Working Above My Head and it was a breakthrough for a band I already loved. This swinging steamroller of an early single conjures vintage T Rex and AC/DC with the close harmonies melting into gang vocals. “Forlorn, used to lose it – skips the beat and gets straight to the bruisin’.”
  • MC Lyte, “All Day All Night” – With a laid-back boom-bap infused organ trio- recalling backing track produced by Easy Mo Bee, a revitalized MC Lyte made something that always makes me grin like an idiot, a standout on a brilliant restatement record 1 on 1. “Older now, with him here in front of me, it was clear he had no idea what he’d done for me: made me feel love, gave me hope like ‘Yes,’ in a world full of nopes, it was me that he caressed.”
  • Masha Marjieh, “Come Inside” – I’d been waiting for a proper Masha Marjieh – a crucial component of the classic run of one of my five favorite Detroit rock bands of my lifetime (I said what I said) The Deadstring Brothers – solo record and the psych-drenched Past Present Future more than delivered. This deliberately paced distillation of desire is a highlight for me on a record without any weak links, with one of my favorite bass lines and a organ part I want to sink into. “Whisper to me softly, please, how you’ll take me when you need.”
  • Samora Pinderhughes, “Drown” – I’ve liked Samora Pinderhughes but his performance at LPR during Winter Jazz Fest this year meant I was hungry for this new record and I was more than rewarded by Venus Smiles Not in the House of Tears, a damn masterpiece that’s still revealing truths to me. And this blown-glass piano ballad fucking levels me. “No sound, no sound around. I’m not too proud of what I’ve found. It won’t change until I face it, take a deep breath, and drown. Don’t take your eyes off the sea.”
  • Zach Bryan, “Bass Boat” – Speaking of songs that leveled me this year – I liked most of The Great American Bar Scene the way I like most of Bryan’s work; I’m a sucker for Springsteen-ish words sprayed like a firehouse. But this is one of the maybe 10 songs of his that hit me like a sledgehammer, piano-driven, and that backing vocal like a shadow or a conscience wrapped around the words. Just perfect. “I ain’t never been one for cheap excuses, and apologies have always been a little late or useless, but if you give me four minutes and a little bit of time, I’ll make them old days an old friend of mine.”
  • Maia Jarrett featuring The InBetweens, “Hold Me” – This striking single from Maia Jarrett, carrying on the lineage of her father bass player Noah Jarrett and featuring Jarrett’s collaborative trio The InBetweens with Conor Elmes on drums and percussion and Mike Gamble on guitar and electronics on sympathetic backing, is one of the most assured debuts I’ve heard in a very long time. Jarrett’s words and piano create an entire universe here, a forest of dancing razor blades and smoke that is specific in its intent but leaves enough mystery to keep me intrigued. “Being the girl that I used to hate: stable enough to open my eyes to fate.”
  • Cassandra Jenkins, “Clams Casino” – I loved Jenkins’ last record and My Light, My Destroyer, might be even better. It’s a slower burn but keeps sharing things with me, and this song – with its sidewalk-dancing rumble and guitar bursts – got me immediately. “I might never land on solid grounds. Part of me will always be in the clouds in an old suit in my hotel room, but I don’t wanna laugh alone anymore.”
  • Melissa Carper, “Borned in Ya” – Carper crosses western wing and honky tonk with a modern sensibility as well as anyone working and this ferocious, infectiously fun drawing of sides, with stinging electric guitar and a rich baritone sax telling the story as much as her intriguing voice, should be a standard if there’s any justice in the world. “Mama she sang to us, she borned it in us, and Daddy played those old records, and I remember sometimes he’d cry to hear those soulful sounds. Now I know what Daddy found.”
  • Dwight Yoakam, “I’ll Pay The Price” – The modern master at mixing the ancient and the immediate, Dwight Yoakam returned with his best record in almost 20 years – Brighter Days – and this song is pure, vintage Dwight in the best possible way. “Take any deal thrown by your hand and pay the price to hold it again.”
  • Maya de Vitry, “Compass” – Maya de Vitry’s song “How Bad I Want to Live” from 2022’s Violet Light was an immediate anthem and guiding light for me, on a record whose beauty I’m still digging into. Her new one The Only Moment was another stunner with a tight band that made me sorry I couldn’t make her tour stop at Natalie’s work with scheduling. This is my favorite song from it, insistent, burrowing right into my chest. “Sorry to hear that I let you down. Sorrier to know you were thinking I was here just holding up high some idea you had about me. I get it, I get mad too.”
  • Katie Mae and the Lubrication, “Hard Enough” – One of the most exciting new Americana bands to come down the pike in a minute, from the fertile Phoenix scene, Katie Mae and the Lubrication’s The Sighs & Strength hit every pleasure center I have focused around that genre with sharply defined songs and crisp playing. This was an instant favorite of mine from that first line. “Well, I picked up all my habits from my stupid-ass friends; I always feel lucky just to see them again. Life’s too short too let good loved ones go, too long without you telling them so. And everything else is hard enough.”
  • Watershed, “Sensational Things” – Columbus powerpop lifers Watershed returned in 2024 with one of their best records yet, Blow It Up Before It Breaks, up there with Star Vehicle and The More It Hurts, The More It Works. Re-teaming with Tim Patalan, it’s a collection of finely polished, vibrant gems, speckled with enough of the dust of living life to keep them interesting. This song about clinging to and finding that beauty in life is easily in my top ten for a band I dismissed early and really came to in the last 15 years. “I was killing time at the 8 Ball; ran into the drummer from my old band. As luck would have it, he was still going at it. Over drinks, we hatched a plan. Wondering who would show up as the band’s tuning up, I spotted you by the stage, all alone. As I stepped to the mic, you swayed and closed your eyes. I knew I was finally home.”
  • PyPy, “Poodle Wig” – The single set I was sorriest to miss at this year’s admirably-rain-fighting Gonerfest was Montreal’s PyPy, and their record Sacred Times ground glass in that wound. This hooky, buoyand song is a prime example of the joys splashed all over the record.
  • Davóne Tines and the Truth, “This Little Light” – At the forefront of modern and avant-garde opera, Tines took my breath away at Big Ears, and his tribute to the great Paul Robeson, ROBESOИ, more than delivered on what made me weep in the Tennesee Theatre at one in the afternoon. Robeson was one of my Grandmother’s – the font of all my taste, pretty much – favorites and I hate to speak for the dead but I think she would have loved this ecstatic, wrenching cry of a version of this at least as much as I do. Maybe more. “Let it shine.”
  • Gillian Welch and David Rawlings, “Hashtag” – The partnership who’ve given the world the catalog with the most classics in all of roots music for the last 30 years returned with the breathtaking Woodland Studios. Every song on it kills me, but this tribute to Guy Clark both a mentor for them and an inspiration for the kind of deep empathy and understanding, gives me chills every time. “You laughed and said the news would be bad if I ever saw your name with a hashtag. Singers like you and I are only news when we die. So here I’m sitting ’round another night, looking at your boots, Jesus Christ.”
  • Aaron Lee Tasjan, “Shining Down” – A highlight from the remarkable Jesse Malin tribute/fundraiser Silver Patron Saints, Columbus expat based in Nashville Aaron Lee Tasjan – who also put out a great record of his own this year, Stellar Evolution – who kicked around Malin’s New York milieu for some formative years, turned this wistful miniature from Sunset Kids into a hushed cri de coeur. The atmospherics – the massed vocals, the glistening finger-picked guitar – fit the gorgeous vocal perfectly. “I found another path through the broken glass. Everything was trash, but it all worked out. Keep on shining down on my life.”
  • Steve Dawson, “Time To Let Some Light In” – Chicago singer-songwriter Steve Dawson who I’ve been a fan of since Dolly Varden put out one of the best records in a career that doesn’t have any bad ones, Ghosts, this year, digging deeper into the intersection between laurel canyon singer-songwriter and Hi Records buttery soul, with – as usual – some of the greatest players working in one of the best music scenes in America, including the supple rhythm section of John Abbey and Gerald Dowd alongside the simmering organ of Alton Smith. “Freedom is another word for scared to death. I’m old and I’m tired and I’m running out of breath. It’s time to let some light in; I’ve done enough crying.”
  • Joy Oladokun, “QUESTIONS, CHAOS, & FAITH” – Joy Oladokun’s Observations From A Crowded Room was the only other record that immediately made me think “Fuck, record of the year,” alongside the Hurray for the Riff Raff I mentioned at the beginning of this list, and it’s still up there. I still play it almost daily – the opening up of Oladokun’s soundworld with electronic rhythms, choral backing, new textures on her astonishing voice, stepped up the work of an artist I already loved. Thanks for reading whatever part of this you did – I leave you with this hope-at-a-slant slice of beauty. “Nothing is certain, everything changes. We’re spirit and bone, marching to the grave. There are no answers, there are only questions, chaos and faith.”

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Best of 2023 – Spaces

Here are some things that moved me in jazz, classical, and other instrumental (mostly) forms this year.

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  • Wild Up/Julius Eastman, “If You’re So Smart, Why Aren’t You Rich?” – The ensemble Wild Up continues their vital grappling with/resurfacing the once-thought-lost work of composer Julius Eastman with a third volume containing several of the pieces on the original three-disc anthology I had the hardest time grappling with. The acidic overtones and sharp stabs on this sardonic, jagged piece are perfectly executed here, under the baton of Christopher Rountree, and reflect a world I see in a way I didn’t when I first heard the piece, also laying bare the sense of hope inherent in getting off the mat every time.
  • Wadada Leo Smith and Orange Wave Electric, “Nzotake Shange” – One of America’s finest composers and trumpeters, Wadada Leo Smith (Anne said, after watching a quartet set at the Stone, it sounded like “Falling down stairs” and she wasn’t wrong but in a good way), assembled a dream team of electric downtown-associated players for his remarkable record Fire Illuminations: guitarists Nels Cline, Brandon Ross, and Lamar Smith; bassists Bill Laswell and Melvin Gibbs; electronic musician Hardedge; percussionist Mauro Refosco; and drummer Pheeroan akLaff. Each tune reflects on an individual or a specific moment in history, and this piece, named for the poet and playwright who broke me when I read for colored girls 15 years after it premiered, exemplifies everything I find so intoxicating about the album, the deep groove and the perfectly refined and directed shots of fire spraying over it.
  • Irreversible Entanglements, “root ⇔ branch” – Irreversible Entanglements not only blew my hair back twice this year but also put on an even more assured and powerful second album, Protect Your Light. This piece, partly in tribute to jaimie branch, has been a favorite since I first hit play, and it’s still a balm, horns slowly waltzing through Moor Mother’s poetry and the deep, circular groove of Luke Stewart’s bass before erupting into a hip-swaying march. “Let the horns open the day and get free.”
  • Johnathan Blake, “Lament for Lo” – Drummer Johnathan Blake released his best record as a leader with this year’s Passages, and it’s full of great players. Still, I kept coming back to this drum solo intro/tribute to fellow New York drummer Lawrence “Lo” Leathers, both as a tribute to conciseness in a playlist more given to sprawling statements and a reminder of how much texture and emotional content one instrument being played alone can be.
  • Darcy James Argue’s Secret Society, “Last Waltz for Levon” – I’ve been waiting for several of the pieces on Darcy James Argue’s latest record, Dynamic Maximum Tension, to be collected on a recording for a very long time. This one, written in the wake of The Band drummer Levon Helm’s passing, I saw him do almost ten years ago in the basement theater of subculture, and he introduced it by paying tribute to Helm’s deep, instantly recognizable pocket. The Secret Society pays tribute to that slippery waltz that shadow-painting sense of time, in one of a record packed with gems – until writing this, the Duke Ellington tribute “Tensile Curves” was my choice for the playlist periodically, it was the Buckminster Fuller-inspired piece – and I can’t wait to see this band again at Big Ears finally.
  • Henry Threadgill, “The Other One: Movement III, Section 13” – Henry Threadgill followed one of the all-time great music memoirs, Easily Slip Into Another World, with a stunning chamber music record, The Other One, from which this is drawn. Not playing horn, just conducting, Threadgill’s affinity for tension and mystery in dynamics shines through loud and clear and his facility for strings takes on dimensions I wasn’t expecting.
  • Kali Malone, “Does Spring Hide Its Joy v2.1” – One of the standout performances I saw at Big Ears last year, composer and organist Kali Malone convenes a trio with cellist Lucy Raiton and guitarist Stephen O’Malley for a long record of beguiling riffs on melodic cells glowing with long tones.
  • Ingrid Laubrock and Cecilia Lopez, “LUNA MAROMERA” – Ingrid Laubrock put out several good records this year but I kept coming back to this duo record with Cecilia Lopez on electronics, Maromas, a continued investigation of the duo format from one of my favorite saxophonists, that also beguiled me when Anne and I saw the duo in Brooklyn in the Spring. There’s grit here, the ragged breathy tones and the long pulses that decay unevenly, that add to the inherent mystery.
  • Thandi Ntuli and Carlos Niño, “Lihlanzekile” – Producer/percussionist Carlos Niño has gotten a lot of deserved heat this year, I saw him anchor a brilliant trio with Surya Botofasina and Nate Mercereau at Winter Jazzfest in January, and my favorite record of his was this gorgeous duo album with South African pianist Thandi Ntuli. This closing track, translating to “It is clean”, was a piece I returned to over and over, an undulating landscape that changes every time I try to perceive it.
  • Andre 3000, “BuyPoloDisorder’s Daughter Wears a 3000® Button Down Embroidered” – The record that put Niño’s name into the wider American consciousness and which I liked a lot; though, as I discussed with Andrew Patton, it fits more neatly into the ambient genre or even downtempo electronica than the “flute jazz” box some people who didn’t know that was a genre tried to put it in. This track features the trio I mentioned above, creating alongside Andre Benjamin, and is one of the two tracks to feature flute instead of what I think is an EWI. It’s beautiful.
  • Allison Miller, “Fierce” – One of my favorite composer-drummers, Allison Miller, outdid herself this year with a small group record co-sponsored by a series of art spaces with Lake Placid Center for the Arts in the lead, Rivers in Our Veins. As always, she assembled a remarkable group of musicians with a deep history with her and each other: Jenny Scheinman on violin, Jason Palmer on trumpets, Ben Goldberg on clarinets, Carmen Staaf on keys, and Todd Sickafoose on bass. The intertwining – I think – Rhodes and acoustic piano comping under Scheinman’s solo that seems to burble out of Goldberg’s is a highlight of this track, and there’s not a dull track on the album. The interplay is really as good as it gets.
  • Damon Locks and Rob Mazurek, “Yes!” – Trumpeter, composer, and bandleader Rob Mazurek has worked with composer/bandleader/polymath Damon Locks in a variety of settings, most notably Mazurek’s shifting Exploding Star Orchestra, but distilling their two languages down to a duo on New Future City Radio paid off big, both on this record and seeing them live at Big Ears.
  • MEM_MODS, “Midtown Miscommunication” – One of my sleeper favorites in the good-for-all-parties category, a deep Memphis groove project from Paul Taylor (Amy Lavere, New Memphis Colorways), Steve Selvidge (Big Ass Truck, Hold Steady, Lucero), and Luther Dickinson (North Mississippi Allstars).
  • James Brandon Lewis and the Red Lily Quintet, “Were You There” – Saxophonist James Brandon Lewis reconvenes my favorite of his bands, the Red Lily Quintet – Kirk Knuffke on cornet, William Parker on bass, Chad Taylor on Drums, Chris Hoffman on cello – for a tribute to his Grandmother by way of paying tribute to the pioneering gospel singer Mahalia Jackson. Every song on For Mahalia, With Love, is a winner, with deep soulful grooves and stretching out without sacrificing any bit of these timeless melodies. The colors of the instruments coming in on this one remind me of Beethoven’s 9th in the best way.
  • Chris Potter, “You Gotta Move” – Saxophonist Chris Potter has a special affinity for the Village Vanguard. His newest record, Got the Keys to the Kingdom, is another stunning example. Potter and his powerful quartet – Craig Taborn on piano, Scott Colley on bass, and Marcus Gilmore on drums – tear into and pay homage to fascinating repertoire throughout the record, but I kept coming back to this glorious cubist-gutbucket take on Mississippi Fred McDowell’s “You Gotta Move.”
  • Mendoza Hoff Revels, “Echolocation” – Also blues-inflected but with open arms for everything since, the collaboration between guitarist Ava Mendoza and bassist Devin Hoff, featuring James Brandon Lewis in a more coiled, snarling mode than I’m used to, and Ches Smith’s powerful drumming, is the best avant-rock ensemble I’ve heard in recent memory. The liner notes referencing Ornette Coleman’s Prime Time and later Black Flag ring true, but this doesn’t sound like anyone else.
  • Tyshawn Sorey, “Seleritus” – Drummer and composer Tyshawn Sorey digs into the corners of the songbook with his killing trio of Matt Brewer on drums and Aaron Diehl on piano on Continuing. This deep dive into an Ahmad Jamal piece captures the space and silence of Jamal’s kind of shorthand in the common parlance but also captures the heaviness he always brought to the bandstand. A majestic tribute that plays everything these three have learned about the source and brought to their own work through the original.
  • Love in Exile, “Eyes of the Endless” – This supergroup of Arooj Aftab, Vijay Iyer, and Shahzad Ismaily exceeded every expectation I had going in as a big fan of all three players and writers. This piece has Iyer on Rhodes instead of the normal acoustic piano, and both the heavy strike and the ring of that instrument give the astonishing melody from Aftab a different, shimmering texture, like a cape being flung off and tossed into a bay.
  • Kurt Rosenwinkel and Geri Allen, “A Flower is a Lovesome Thing” – The gods of reissuing blessed us with a remarkable document of a duo concert in Paris in 2012 before Allen’s untimely passing. Two voices that shaped the jazz players my age and younger as much as anybody else explode this tune, one of my favorite Billy Strayhorn pieces, thoughtfully, out of love. Every note of this holds the next, waiting to be born, but not in a way that ever feels rote or obvious.
  • Aaron Diehl and the Knights, “Gemini” – Speaking of acts of love, it’s hard to compete with this one. The great Mary Lou Williams wrote her Zodiac Suite – which many jazzers play at least parts of to this day – as a through-composed chamber suite but it’s – I don’t think – ever been recorded as such. Masterful pianist Aaron Diehl restored the score and teamed up with NYC guardians of the contemporary canon, The Knights, for a beautifully recorded, definitive reading.
  • Roy Hargrove, “The Love Suite: In Mahogany – Obviously Destined” – Another gift from the reissue gods: a pristine recording of the 1993 Alice Tully Hall performance of trumpeter-composer Roy Hargrove’s piece The Love Suite: In Mahogany. This movement highlights both Hargrove’s sizzling horn playing and Marc Cary’s piano (that solo a couple of minutes in undulates with silky dynamism, but everyone – Jesse Davis, Ron Blake, and Andre Heyward comprise the rest of the horn section, Rodney Whitaker and Gregory Hutchinson keep things moving and held down as the remainder of the rhythm section – kills it here.
  • Yasmin Williams featuring Aoife O’Donovan, “Dawning” – Columbus was finally blessed with Yasmin Williams as the Wexner Center this year after several cancellations. The entire performance floored me, but I was especially intrigued by this new piece she introduced, revealing Aoife O’Donovan’s involvement. The studio recording delivers on all the promise that collaboration holds. Williams lets every note ring on its own, rolls feel like last year’s snow finally slipping down cliff sides, in a slow drag tempo perfectly suits O’Dovonan’s wordless vocals.
  • Chad Fowler/Zoh Amba/Ivo Perelman/Matthew Shipp/William Parker/Steve Hirsh, “Sentient Sentiment” – Chad Fowler, here on stritch and saxello, assembles a contemporary fire music supergroup and lets them loose in a frenzy of ecstatic, deeply thoughtful play on the five tracks of Alien Skin. The single show I was sorriest to miss in my town was Zoh Amba’s local debut featuring Chris Corsano, and I heard it was just as good as I’ve heard her in the past. Her lines exquisitely intertwine with Fowler’s and Perelman’s, particularly on this slow burn that blossoms into a line of explosions, as Parker, Shipp (both of whom appear elsewhere on this playlist), and Hirsh set up a baseline that shifts exactly as the music needs to.
  • Wolf Eyes, “Engaged Withdrawal” – I’ve been a fan of Wolf Eyes almost as long as I’ve been digging William Parker and Matthew Shipp, and their Dreams in Spattered Lines is another classic, with maturity as a blessing and not a crutch. This song creeps at a measured pace, Nate Young and John Olson leaving one another enough space and care, enough listening, to each make a proper impression on a record that has everything in its place and wastes no gesture, no moment.
  • David Lang/Cincinnati Symphony Orchestra/Sō Percussion, “man made” – The CSO (not that one, the other one), under their director Louis Langrée, teamed up with leading NYC contemporary troupe Sō Percussion for the first recording of David Lang’s stunning piece “man made.” Lang’s program note about the orchestra acting as translators and decoders, for the less traditional instrumentation and movement of the percussion quartet rings true, and that process – showing the strings – makes it all more magical rather than less.
  • Matthew Shipp, “The Bulldozer Poetics” – Shipp continues his growth into a clearer more approachable, even when the work itself gets thornier and more complex, like the world, piano style on the phenomenal solo album The Intrinsic Nature of Shipp. From the crush of those first notes, this driving piece sets up an entire world.
  • Curtis J. Stewart, “vii. Adagio from Johannes Brahms Sonata No. 1 Op. 78 (We Are Going to Be OK)” – Violinist/composer/arranger Curtis Stewart’s remarkable solo record of Love is one of those gargantuan acts of love I keep talking about and being drawn to. An expansive weaving together of pieces he’s been playing for years and knows well by composers who still speak to him, like Brahms and Ellington, and originals, played in tribute to his late Mother in her Upper West Side apartment. 
  • Kieran Hebden and William Tyler, “Darkness, Darkness” – This collaboration between Kieran Hebden, the electronic musician better known as Four Tet, and avant-Americana guitarist William Tyler, delighted me, particularly this take on the Youngbloods song “Darkness, Darkness.” It unfurls slowly, letting the listener glimpse it in pieces, coming into view like a slowly backing-up camera refocusing every few seconds and coalescing into a powerful groove.
  • Rob Moose featuring Phoebe Bridgers, “Wasted” – yMusic co-founder violinist Rob Moose teamed with a variety of singers on his dazzling Inflorescence EP. I kept coming back to this fragile, pulsing collaboration with Phoebe Bridgers. The strings are both stabbing and enveloping light here. “Standing in the parking lot, in the glow of a Rite-Aid sign, everyone I know is staying in tonight. I’ve been here before, just screaming at a cell phone. Seems like a couple of months went by, but it’s years ago.”
  • Gerald Cleaver, “Of the American Dream” – One of the finest jazz drummers, Gerald Cleaver, has been working up a second strain of electronica-based music that I think hit its most assured and together expression yet with 22/23.
  • JD Allen, “Mx. Fairweather” – JD Allen stepped into the ring with electronics on THIS without sacrificing any of that rich, rounded tone. His great trio – Alex Bonney on those electronics and effects, Gwilym Jones on drums – attack this ballad and the other gorgeous originals on the record with subtlety and laser focus.
  • Nubya Garcia, “Lean In” – This killer single from one of my favorite London sax players, Nubya Garcia, summons up some of the textures of the garage club music she grew up with for an infectious mix.
  • Sexmob, “Club Pythagorean” – Downtown New York institution Sexmob – Steven Bernstein, Briggan Krauss, Tony Scherr, Kenny Wollensen – brought longtime collaborator Scotty Hard (Prince Paul, Mike Ladd, Antibalas) into the fold as a full member on their electrifying The Hard Way. This track also features John Medeski on Mellotron for a powerful groove bursting with hooks.
  • Javier Nero, “Kemet (The Black Land)” – Trombonist-composer Javier Nero leads a large band – including guest Sean Jones on a crackling solo on this title track – paying tribute to the ancient African empire of Kemet. The wordless vocals and frenetic cymbal work from Kyle Swan set up gorgeous massed horns, and killer vibes work from Warren Wolf, and a sizzling solo from Nero.
  • Marquis Hill featuring Joel Ross, “Stretch (The Body)” – Trumpeter Marquis Hill approached the ways intention can give our lives meaning and thoughtless action/habits can decay us, in a way that made more musical sense than any other such attempt I can think of, with the riveting Rituals + Routines. This track features vibes player Joel Ross painting constellations around the tight quartet of Hill, Junius Paul, Micheal King, and Indie Buz.
  • Chris Abrahams, Oren Ambarchi, Robbie Aveniam, “Placelessness (Side B excerpt)” – Chris Abrahams (The Necks’ pianist) brought together this trio of avant-garde guitarist and electronics player Oren Ambarchi and drummer Robbie Aveniam for Placelessness, two extended tracks of throbbing minimalism. Those squiggles around the minute mark, creating an interference color between the circular piano figure and the stuttered drums, were my initial handhold into the world of this music, and they still excite me.
  • Greg Ward Presents Rogue Parade, “Noir Nouveau” – Chicago alto player Greg Ward brings together some of his town’s finest players under the Rogue Parade name – Matt Gold, Dave Miller, Matt Ulery, Quin Kirchner – for the delightful concept album Dion’s Quest. This cinematic piece builds slowly, like shadows creeping along a wall, and develops sharper edges and flashes of light.
  • Sara Serpa and Andre Matos, “Carlos” – The vocalist pushing the boundaries furthest in the jazz/improvisation world right now, Sara Serpa, found an exquisite foil in guitarist/bassist Andre Matos. They assembled a great band consisting of Dov Manski on keys, João Pereira on drums, Okkyung Lee on cello, and Sofia Jernberg on additional vocals for the astounding album Night Birds. This original builds up from cells, sharing some sound-world commonality with the last two tracks, and flies to another place entirely.
  • Lawrence English and Lea Bertucci, “A Fissure Exhales” – I’ve been a big fan of Lea Bertucci’s playing and soundscapes for years. This collaboration with field recordings and tape manipulation artist Lawrence English, a standout track for me from their record Chthonic summons a sense of glacial motion, like many of the instrumental records that drew me this year, brings an entire world into my view and keeps revealing new mysteries.
  • Chief Xian aTunde Adjuah, “Shallow Water (Tribute Big Chief Donald Harrison Sr., Guardians of the Flame)” – The power of the statement in Chief Xian aTunde Adjuah leaving his – up to now – primary instrument, the trumpet, behind in favor of his self-created Chief Adjuah’s bow and vocals, paid off big in his remarkable Bark Out Thunder Roar Out Lighting, a mythopoetic tribute to all New Orleans has given us and everything it can still be. This tribute to the great Donald Harrison, Sr., features electrifying playing from Weedie Braimah on percussion, Luques Curtis on bass, and Marcus Gilmore on drums, among excellent guests.
  • Dan Wilson, “Bird Like” – Akron-based guitarist Dan Wilson grapples with his influences on the terrific Things Eternal, leading a great quartet of Glenn Zaleski on Rhodes, Brandon Rhodes on bass, and David Throckmorton on drums. The fluid lines and gleeful interplay make this Freddie Hubbard classic vibrantly, wrigglingly, alive.
  • Matana Roberts, “a caged dance” – Anything Matana Roberts does is worthwhile, and the fifth chapter in her Coin Coin series, delving into her family history and examining its context in American and specifically Black American history, In The Garden, might be the best installment yet. Produced with aplomb by Kyp Malone (TV on the Radio) and a large band of excellent musicians, including Mike Pride and Ryan Swift on drums, Stuart Bogie and Darius Jones on reeds, and Mazz Swift on violin, there’s not a weak track to be found. The stuttering, walking-the-line-between early 20th-century jazz and mid-century free jazz intro of this tune grabbed me immediately, and the rest of the track never let go.
  • Angel Bat Dawid, “INTROID – Joy ‘n’ Stuff’rin”  – When I interviewed Angel Bat Dawid years ago, she was working on the multimedia Requiem for Jazz project. While I’m still chomping at the bit to see it realized, the record was maybe the most ambitious and moving jazz and jazz-adjacent piece I’ve heard all year. Massed vocal writing and those interweaving horns on this tune… it doesn’t get better. I’m still unpacking this Requiem and will be for a while.
  • Ambrose Akinmusire featuring Bill Frisell and Herlin Riley, “Owl Song 1” – Trumpeter-composer Ambrose Akinmusire assembled a trio of guitarist Bill Frisell and drummer Herlin Riley for the gorgeous Owl Song. This lead-off track is a tribute to all three players’ dedication to tone, space, and adventuring spirits.
  • Missy Mazzoli/Third Coast Percussion, “Millenium Canticles Pt 5, Survival Psalm” – The “Millenium Canticles” suite by Missy Mazzoli, one of my favorite composers and who makes one more appearance on this playlist, is the opening salvo to Third Coast Percussion’s dynamic Between Breaths and this final movement feels like you’ve just made your way to shore. A tribute to finding ways and reasons to live.
  • Beverly Glenn-Copeland, “Harbour (Song for Elizabeth)” – Beverly Glenn-Copeland’s first record in 20 years is a rapturous collection of art songs only he could write. The melody and lyrics of this song, in particular, wrecks me every time. “Don’t you know that you’re the deep, where water, earth, and fire meet? Don’t you know that when you sleep, life’s laughing, weeping?”
  • Mark Lomax II featuring Scott Woods, “Ho’oponopono” – One of the performances I was sorriest to miss in the fall of 2022 was the premiere of Columbus’s greatest composer Mark Lomax’s newest collaboration with poet Scott Woods, Black Odes. I’m still sorry I wasn’t in town to see it, but the record is a spectacular document of an opening into a new era for two of our finest artists. “What else do I need but this hem? / What else do I need to decolonize this kiss to make it a worthy offering?”
  • Missy Mazzoli/Arctic Philharmonic, “These Worlds In Us” – I’ve been a big fan of Missy Mazzoli’s writing since I heard her chamber ensemble Victoire on a blog, and a year or two later saw them in Chicago’s Millennium Park. Her work has grown more expansive, covering a multiplicity of forms, and finally, there was a collection under her name with a variety of uncollected orchestra pieces, Dark With Excessive Bright. This one, new to me, was an immediate favorite and falls into my usual tone: a prayerful/hope-for-the-world piece I like to end these playlists on. Thank you all for reading/listening. I love you.
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Best of 2023 – Songs

There were more records I loved, that I wanted to defend or argue about with people, that woke me up in the morning or kept me awake at night, than I could keep up with. The playlists themselves got a little unwieldy, but I still want to talk about records on a regular cadence, so look for something differently shaped in January.

One of the most fertile sources for finding new songs for me – and I love my fellow writers; I still read The Wire every month, Stereogum (especially Phil Freeman’s Ugly Beauty) regularly, NYC Jazz Record all the time, every promo email that comes my way – was radio. WFMU is still a constant flood of inspiration and joy. 

However, I was saddened to see St Louis’s KDHX drive passionate volunteers away in droves with mismanagement and misinformation: I namecheck John Wendland’s Memphis to Manchester a lot but also pour a little out for longtime buddies Roy Kasten and Steve Pick (still providing killer recs on his Substack), newer pal Caron House (check her new podcast, After the Gold Rush, continuing her great show Wax Lyrical), and people I didn’t know but listened to semi-religiously like Rich Reese, Ital K, and more. One of my favorite radio stations is a shell of itself, and I hope everyone I like finds peace and a place to land, but I know many times it doesn’t work like that.

Like in past years: Songs mostly (but don’t always) have lyrics and are a (more-or-less) concise jolt of emotion; Spaces are mostly instrumental and are sculptural or landscape-ish; both consist of tracks that came out this year to the best of my knowledge.  Parting Gifts is a look back at artists who made an impression on me we lost this year; it’ll be the last of these posted and very close to the 31st.

https://tidal.com/browse/playlist/428f1b9f-d8f9-4a49-99de-9b6b2aba9591

  • jaimie branch, “burning grey” – When I spoke with jaimie branch previewing her Wexner Center show in 2022 she was effusive about getting in with her band Fly or Die to record this album on the heels of that tour. And as sad as I am she’s no longer with us, this record – finishing touches presided over by her sister, Kate Branch, and her bandmates Jason Ajemian, Chad Taylor, and Lester St. Louis – is a masterpiece, so, like last year, I’m bookending the playlist with two of my favorite songs from it. This one, “Burning Grey,” served me as a mantra and a rallying cry throughout the year. The bouncy and tense urgency of the rhythm gets me pumped every time, fueling that vocal, assured in its desperation and so confident in its belief in people. That finely sharpened trumpet tone picking up right where the vocal drops off, the two sides of her voice perfectly simpatico. “Automatic time, automatic time, I wish I had the time, I wish I had the time, I had the time, I had the time, I had the time of my life.”
  • Jerry David Decicca, “Lost Days” – Long time friend and one of the two or three people who’ve turned me onto the most music of my life – hell, he may have sold me that Ethiopiques volume I was talking about in the live music list this year – Jerry DeCicca’s restlessness in his art is fed in all the right ways from a prolonged period of stability in the Texas hill county. New Shadows embraces the synthesizer and drum sounds of records like Tunnel of Love and New Sensations and the evocative looseness his writing has grown into over the last several albums and combines them into a tribute to wistfulness. The slightly pinched, distancing effect on the vocals (he and Rosali Middleman) draws me in. The winding tenor of James Brandon Lewis (who shows up more than once on the “Spaces” playlist) feels like it drifts through and perches on the edge of the beautiful landscapes crafted by co-producer Don Cento, looking out to a horizon while piecing together and honoring those lost days. “Look up, flags are at half mast all year like they ran out of gas.”
  • Olivia Rodrigo, “bad idea right?” – The ranking pretty much stops now as I try to weave together commonalities of tone and texture. A couple of my other high contenders for song of the year are at the very end, naturally. Still, if the previous couple of songs are my favorite songs of the year by a solid margin, this is my favorite single, maybe my favorite pop song, and a standout on Rodrigo’s barn burner of a second album, GUTS. The shifts in tone, the giddy delight with throwing off her friends and making a marvelous bad decision, the dry, shattered bottles on pavement drums, and the swirling keys all hit me exactly where I wanted. “I told my friends I was asleep, but I never said where or in whose sheets.”
  • Adanna Duru featuring Leven Kail, “Stay In” – Bringing the tone down in similar thematic waters for one of my favorite R&B songs of the year. The river-of-amber tempo and the candlelight (and melting candle wax) tones go all the way down my back. “You could take me out, or we could stay in; we could slow dance to Whitney again.”
  • Ledisi, “I Need to Know” – Co-written with Rex Rideout, this sumptuous on-the-edge-of-heartbreak ballad by Ledisi, draped in rich harmonies, paints an oblique story about a relationship on the precipice. I liked the Nina Simone tribute, but this has me ravenous for the next full length. “You got me up till daylight, tryna figure out if we’re all right.”
  • Mariah the Scientist, “Out of Luck” – Mariah the Scientist’s To Be Eaten Alive is gold-plated R&B, front-to-back perfectly tooled songs with a variety of collaborators but this one produced by Kaytranada grabbed me immediately and didn’t let go. The hard stutter of the drums underneath the placid synth sets off the synths’ and vocal’s vintage disco/early house tone beautifully. “If you treat me right, you won’t need another lover. Can you fantasize? All the things that haunted you and made you cry.”
  • Married FM, “Wineburg, Ohio” – Emily Davis (Necropolis, The Ipps) and Beth Murphy Wilkinson (Times New Viking) cast a long shadow over Columbus music, so as soon as I heard this project was in the offing I had to hear it. This debut release exceeded my expectations handily, some of the best bedroom pop I’ve heard in years, teasing out complicated relationships with nostalgia (particularly on this song) and the world. One of the very few guests, Mike O’Shaughnessy, adds some delicious crunch to the tune with his drums. “All the things we used to do? We just go through the motions, so we’re not so blue.”
  • Sunny War, “New Day” – I’ve liked Sunny War for a while, but she found an exquisite blend of folk and punk and songs boiled over a hot flame on Anarchist Gospel. This stripped-down mantra/taking stock backs her voice – front and center – only with bluegrass legend Dennis Crouch’s upright and strings by Billy Contreras, like standing in the middle of a whirlpool watching a sunrise. “You stole the light right from my eyes: jarred it up like fireflies. Start the day, salutation and smile, and work your way to tribulation and trial.”
  • Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit, “When We Were Close” – I might wish he varied the tempos a little more, but Jason Isbell keeps putting out records that hit me straight in the heart. Weathervanes burrows into the classic rock side of his passions after the shimmering light-on-water heartbreak of Reunions, and those guitars hit exactly right on almost all of the album for me. From the moment I heard the record, this tough-in-just-the-right-way eulogy for Justin Townes Earle stopped me dead in my tracks; that signature riff is one you could picture JTE nodding and taking another drag on a cigarette to, and the two winks to tributes to other people, Earle’s famous namesake Townes Van Zandt’s “Rex’s Blues” and his father Steve Earle’s memorial to Townes “Ft Worth Blues,” do what that kind of a reference is supposed to do: dig it deeper and place it in a continuum, instead of being a lazy shorthand. “I saw a picture of you laughing with your child, and I hope she will remember how you smiled. But she probably wasn’t old enough the night somebody sold you stuff and left you on the bathroom tiles.”
  • Joy Oladokun, “Taking Things For Granted” – There’s not a bad song on Joy Oladokun’s fourth record, Proof of Life, and it was one of the albums I turned to when I needed comfort that didn’t feel reductive or simplifying this year. Her voice surfs over the insistent churn of the rhythm section (Elliot Skinner and Aaron Steele), bursting into light but never ignoring the dark under the surface. “What people say, ‘cause everybody’s feeling the pressure of a world that’s trying to end us every day. Sometimes it feels like everyone’s looking at the surface, and it’s not happening on purpose, but they’re taking things for granted again.”
  • Brennen Leigh, “The Bar Should Say Thanks” – I’m still kicking myself for hesitating on buying tickets to see Brennen Leigh with Kelly Willis earlier in the year, and it sold out. Ain’t Through Honky Tonkin’ Yet is the best neo-traditional country record in recent memory, by a mile. “Don’t they remember, each closing time, whose tab is always open? And who can they count on to hold the hand of a friend who’s barely coping? Who’s the queen of rehashing her hard knocks? Who drops all her spare cash in the jukebox, when I could’ve been putting it in the bank?”
  • Lisa O’Neill, “All of This is Chance” – One of the many songs on here I found through the aforementioned John Wendland, but one I remember specifically hearing on his show and having to write it down/dig into it. Irish singer Lisa O’Neill’s All of This is Chance was exactly the kind of storytelling record I didn’t even know I was consciously craving, and this title track is perfection, rich with drone (I suspect a violin, but could be an accordion or harmonium) and sandpaper guitar. “When you watch from the doorway, the years run by.”
  • Mick Harvey, “A Suitcase in Berlin” – This meditation on place and grappling with mortality continues Mick Harvey’s gentle evolution. The arrangement is perfect, understated, flecked with organ and strings, underscoring the wistfulness and his singing continues its growth into the ranks of the classic chanteurs. “It just stays there, and that makes its own sense. To make the trips always okay: I have the urge, I can just go back again. Go back again.”
  • John Cale, “Noise of You” – John Cale’s MERCY is a fucking triumph, a looking back and planting his flag in the now and tomorrow. Full of grapplings with mortality and not going gently into the night. On this, his shimmering synths dance around cracking drums courtesy of avant-garde percussionist Deantoni Parks (Meshell Ndegeocello) and the cello of long-time Alejandro Escovedo foil Matt Fish. “Was so long, so long ago. I hear you now.”
  • Gee Tee, “Cell Damage” – One of 12 bursts of middle finger exuberance from Sydney’s Gee Tee’s second record, Goodnight Neanderthal, featuring shaky synths and sawing guitars wrapped around an in-your-face vocal delivering tangy hooks. A reminder of how much I love rock and roll and how well the Aussies are doing it these days.
  • Daddy Long Legs, “Silver Satin” – Swinging garage-blues shouters Daddy Long Legs returned with Street Sermons which made me extremely happy and very much looking forward to seeing them live again – this song, with its deep backing vocals, prominent castanets, and barrelhouse piano, teases different elements of the formula to the fore without sacrificing the basement dance party we’re all here for. “I’m gonna get me a bottle of Thunderbird. She swings as sweet a song as I’ve ever heard.” 
  • 6LACK, “preach” – I got turned onto 6LACK from an old friend and co-worker Cassie Schutt years – and two jobs – ago, and I’ve been a fan ever since. The suspended organ and clicking drums in the background of this standout from his terrific Since I Have a Lover are exactly the right background for the sly smirk in his flexible delivery. “I get sick of being looped in; I’m praying for a beat switch, interlude transition. I’m moving on my feet quick. Limited thinking, gimmicks and placements, mimicking faces committed to the wicked and basic. Who amI to capitalize without giving back?”
  • Lucinda Williams, “New York Comeback” – I devoured Lucinda Williams memoir Don’t Tell Anybody The Secrets I Told You in two days, and loved this post-stroke return Stories From a Rock and Roll Heart, full of swaggering barroom gems and deep soul, a life still bearing her bitemarks. My personal favorite was this recounting of triumph that also counts the scars, written with her husband Tom Overby and Jesse Malin (who I’ve donated toward; get well soon, Jesse), featuring a powerful Steve Ferrone drum part and backing vocals from Bruce Springsteen and Patti Scialfa. “No one’s brought the curtain down; maybe you should stick around until the stage goes black. Maybe there’s one last twist. Two outs, nobody on base, we’re down to the last strike. Could hear a pin drop in this place. Hoping for a miracle tonight.”
  • The New Pornographers, “Pontius Pilate’s Home Movies” – Much like the last few records, Continue as a Guest didn’t hold my attention all the way through, but I kept coming back to this perfectly crafted quirky pop gem with a bouncy arrangement. Hearing Carl Newman and Neko Case’s voices in concert still moves me like few other combinations. “Listening to the first grace notes of the day play, the sun kept on rising til it floated away. Spun out of control, you recover and steer through, into controlled slide. That’s just what you do. And now you’re clearing the room just like Pontius Pilate when he showed all his home movies. All of his friends yelling, ‘Pilate, too soon!’”
  • Peter One featuring Allison Russell, “Birds Go Die Out of Sight (Don’t Go Home)” – The former Cote d’Ivoire country star who fled to the US during strife in his country picked up the career now that his children are grown. The weathered and sweet voice and the charm and careful crafting of the songs struck me when I saw him at Big Ears earlier in the year in the intimate confines of the Jig and Reel. This song was a highlight of that set; I found myself singing the “Don’t go home” hook for weeks, and it’s a highlight of the very fine Come Back to Me record, including gorgeous harmonies by Allison Russell, harmonica from Memphis legend John Németh and aching pedal steel from Paul Niehaus. “Hold your horses, brother. Don’t you go, can’t you see? Things have changed, you have changed. You’ve been here for more than twenty years.”
  • Shania Twain featuring Malibu Babie, “Giddy Up! (Malibu Babie Remix)” – I love some Shania Twain. When I first turned 18 and was going to clubs, she was the one contemporary country star who I saw actively embrace remixes and the variety of audiences losing their minds to her work. This exuberant remix by Malibu Babie (who also produced killing work from Nicki Minaj and Megan Thee Stallion in recent years) extends that tradition. Pure dancefloor joy, shiny but still with room to breathe. “Drunk in the city, got litty in your cup.”
  • Chappell Roan, “Red Wine Supernova” – I got hipped to Chappell Roan through my friend and former coworker Mary McCarroll. I love most of the record, but this song hit me immediately and stayed my favorite; a glittering slice of pop perfection with a raging keyboard bass riff and barbed lyrics. “I heard you like magic; I got a wand and a rabbit.”
  • Meng & Ecker, “Shoot Yer Load” – I’d heard of the Blacklips performance art collective, centered around the Pyramid Club on Avenue A, but it was just enough before my time I didn’t really know the work. The compilation Blacklips Bar: Androgyns and Deviants — Industrial Romance for Bruised and Battered Angels, 1992​–​1995 co-edited by ANHONI, was a better introduction than I could have imagined; a mix of cabaret-style reimaginings of classics and pop hits and serrated-edge dance pop originals like this one, performed by a duo named after the bad-taste British comic strip, including the writer of the original comic David Britton. “Go on and shoot your load. Let it go.”
  • Scowl, “Psychic Dance Routine” – One of my favorite new rock bands, Scowl out of LA, was one of my most anticipated shows at Ace, sadly canceled due to COVID. Psychic Dance Routine is stripped to the bone, wire-taut, and sparking, Kat Moss’s vocals leading the charge. “She’ll never be your animal. She’s got her own personal hell.”
  • Karol G featuring Peso Pluma, “QLONA” – I knew some singles by Colombian sensation Karol G, but her fourth record, Mañana Será Bonito, just grabbed me by the shoulders and didn’t let go. I had a very hard time picking a single song off this, but “QLONA” got the slight edge for introducing me – late to the game – to Mexican corrido/trap star Peso Pluma.
  • Meshell Ndegeocello featuring Jeff Parker, “ASR” – For someone I don’t think has ever made a bad record, The Omnichord Real Book is the latest high watermark for Meshell Ndegeocello. The afrobeat call and response on the vocals made more sense when I saw this song was co-written by an architect of that sound, Tony Allen, along with the recently gone and much missed Amp Fiddler and Chris Connelly (Ministry, Revolting Cocks). A brilliant feature turn from Jeff Parker on guitar alongside guitarist/co-writer Chris Bruce (Wendy & Lisa, Bell Biv Devoe) is the icing on the cake of this track. “We were not born to live and breathe this extraordinary pain.”
  • The Third Mind, “Sally Go Round the Roses” – Dave Alvin reconvened the murderer’s row he assembled for his studio project of blues cut-ups par excellence, The Third Mind, for an even stronger collection of tunes and fiery playing than the self-titled original. They dig into the classic pop of the Jaynetts’ song, a favorite of Anne’s and one I didn’t know until she lit up when we saw Tav Falco do it a few years ago in New York and turn it inside out in ways that reconfigure how we look at it without disrespecting the original, without disregarding any of its original magic. A perfect, smoky Jesse Sykes vocal floats through the thickets of guitar from Alvin and David Immergluck, a heat-mirage of a groove from bassist Victor Krummenacher, and always-stellar drumming from Michael Jerome, who I’ve been a big fan of since seeing with Richard Thompson around 20 years ago (maybe the first time I saw Alvin, opening that tour, or maybe that Zeppelin show with Dave Alvin was a year or two before). “The saddest thing in the whole wide world: to see your baby with another girl.”
  • Lori McKenna, “Letting People Down” – As big a fan as I am of Lori McKenna’s writing for other people, every time she puts out one of her own records feels (in my own tiny world) like an event and her terrific grappling with, engaging with (but never drowning in) nostalgia of 1988 was another dagger to the solar plexus like only she can deliver. Like Jim Lauderdale, in a more just world McKenna would be the one packing stadiums, but that might make the soil of country and adjacent music a lot less fertile. “You get up for work every day; you drag yourself right out of bed. The arms of those angels are wrapped around the dreams you left. I look the other way, pretending not to notice; I don’t know how it died, but I know where the ghost is.”
  • Rissi Palmer, “Speak on It” – Raleigh-based country singer Rissi Palmer gets stronger and casts a wider net with every release, and her EP this year, Still Here, continued that trend. Much as I liked the title track collaborating with Miko Marks, I kept gravitating back toward this New Orleans-inflected, horn-spattered call to arms. “Brothers getting beat; his sister’s held to the ground. If you say what you see, we can turn it around…If no one will defend them, baby, let them know you will.”
  • Say She She, “C’est Si Bon” – Brooklyn-based soulful disco band Say She She shot to another level of clarity and power with their excellent second record Silver and this standout, what they referred to as “a tribute to the global dancefloor” in an advance notice, is exactly the kind of thing I’d want to hear in a club, balancing a strong, very cold drink, surveying the crowd but not for long before joining the fray. “Tell them what you want; the time will soon be gone.”
  • Jorja Smith, “Try Me” – London-based R&B star Jorja Smith returned with a record falling or flying this year featuring a suite of rock-solid songs. “Try Me” is an excellent showcase for her voice and barbed lyrics, surrounding her in atmospherics and a skeletal but thumping beat. “Can you wait for this second? To please somebody else other than your needs. You’ve got a lot left on these sleeves, but your heart’s not on your sleeve.”
  • Bulla en el Barrio, “Madre Luna” – Another example of the music scene making Brooklyn so exciting right now, features Carolina Oliveros and Christian Rodriguez spun off from Chicha Libre who I loved so much. I’ve seen this referred to as New York’s first bullerengue group, a regional genre based in Colombia and Panama.
  • Bonnie “Prince” Billy, “Behold! Be Held!” – I’m not sure there’s a songwriter I’ve loved for this many years who epitomizes the Dickinson edict of “Tell all the truth but tell it slant” as whole-heartedly as Will Oldham. The themes I’ve been able to suss out from this standout track from his Keeping Secrets Will Destroy You album (my favorite record of his since Master and Everyone, and despite more detailed chamber music arrangements, the closest to giving me some of the vibrations that record did) include the reasons we make art, the way we find revelation through not knowing, and an incomplete (of course) map to living. I know there’s more to discover through play, not dissection. Kendall Carter’s keys and the close harmony between Oldham and Waters have a meditative effect on me and set up the burst of moonlight that’s Drew Miller’s saxophone, playing a similar role to James Brandon Lewis’s on DeCicca’s track here. Just magic. “And then when that grueling death bell knells, we’ll have such a wondrous thing to remember: there’s nothing to fear from those crazy blue bells. The mystery’s solved, and the oval is closed, and everyone we know will be born again: behold, be held, the adventure’s over.”
  • Rhiannon Giddens, “Wrong Kind of Right” – The first time I saw Rhiannon Giddens at Big Ears – I was already a fan from her work with Carolina Chocolate Drops – was revelatory; killer repertoire and the announcement of a great American voice. Her first record of all originals, You’re The One, is everything I hoped, a vintage big room country-soul record but written with a modern eye and ear. Dwayne Bennett’s (Charlie Wilson, Valerie June) organ swells leads a killing horn section arranged by Jack Splash (Solange, Mayer Hawthorne, Anthony Hamilton), buffetting and oozing around her voice and a bounce-a-quarter-on-it rhythm section. “I’m not the apple of your eye; it’s a shame you’re the one in mine. You know I love all the things we do, and I know it’s not the same for you.”
  • Amanda Shires and Bobbie Nelson, “Waltz Across Texas” – Amanda Shires, after a series of ever-more-daring solo records, reminded us all of her vintage Texas bonafides – starting out in a later version of Western Swing pioneers the Texas Playboys and in Billy Joe Shaver’s band – and shining a spotlight on late-to-get-her-due piano player Bobbie Nelson with the beguiling and gorgeous Loving You. This lovely take on the Ernest Tubb classic is a perfect example of the beautifully unadorned style of the record. “Like a storybook ending, I’m lost in your charms.”
  • Vada Azeem, “ABUELA” – Columbus rapper Vada Azeem got my attention with his early work with Fly.Union and returned after a decade of not releasing a full length under his name with the stunning We Forgot God Was Watching. This tribute to his grandmother, riding a loping, horn-rich beat from Cleveland-based production collective Armani Cove. “I remember what my Grandma told a little me, my eyes full of glee, ‘Stay focused, child, always tie your camel to the tree.’”
  • Alien Nosejob, “Split Personality” – Following closely on one of my favorite Gonerfest sets, a collection of poppy, catchy piss-takes, this solo project from the Ausmuteant’s Jake Robertson delivered a record that lived up to that introduction and then some, The Derivative Sounds of​.​.​. Or​.​.​. A Dog Always Returns to its Vomit, crisply recorded and loaded with little details, guitar hooks and surprising drum fills that never detract from the forward propulsion.
  • The Tripwires, “Piano Annie on Sunday” – John Ramberg’s written a lot of my favorite songs over the years – from co-writing most of Neko Case’s Furnace Room Lullabye before I knew him, to a swath of perfect Model Rockets songs (I play “Ugly Jacket” and swoon every October, even to this day) – and we were blessed with two full-lengths from his current supergroup The Tripwires, also featuring Johnny Sangster (Neko Case), Jim Sangster (Young Fresh Fellows), Dan Peters (Mudhoney), and Mark Pickerel (Screaming Trees). This shining example from Do It Some More finds Ramberg and the band capturing a feeling I love and paying tribute to something that doesn’t get spoken of nearly enough, the local musician just killing it week after week, letting a crowd coalesce around her. One of my goals for 2024 is to get out to the Pacific Northwest and see all my people out there, focused on a Tripwires show. “Places everybody for star time: 17 to 70. Annie hangs loose on days like today, the best I’ve ever heard her sing.”
  • Cheater Slicks, “Garden of Memories” – Columbus Titans’ Cheater Slicks returned this year with another world-beater of a record, Ill-Fated Cusses, and much like the last one, 2012’s Reality is a Grape, I find myself more drawn to the mid-tempo and slower songs than the ragers. This tune conjures nostalgia while knowing it’s a lie, crafting charcoal drawings of crackling feedback around a mournful, menacing vocal. “Garden of memories, sheltered within me, fade like dew drops in rain. Fade like a daydream, leave just a smokescreen; joy that lies beyond the veil of this concrete-like jail.”
  • B. Cool-Aid featuring Liv​.​e, Jimetta Rose & V​.​C​.​R, “soundgood” – B. Cool-Aid, a supergroup of rapper PinkSiifu and producer Ahwlee, teamed up for a concept record dripping in ambiance, Leather Blvd. The smoky soundscapes on this track, with that infectious keyboard riff burrowing into my skull and sweet-spicy crooning, was endemic of everything I loved about the album. “Two-a-days up here. Hide it from your girlfriend, like we the only ones here. You know that shit sound good.”
  • Ashley McBryde, “Cool Little Bars” – Ashley McBryde’s The Devil I Know was another shining example of her hooky Mellencamp-style roots rock and deep country ballads with sharply observed detail in the lyrics. This co-write with rising star Laney Wilson and Trick Savage, who I wasn’t previously familiar with, takes on a subject close to my heart and, clearly, to the artist, with warm empathy. “The faded paint is covered up with dollar bills, from regulars and amateurs that all had time to kill. It’s cookie-cutter corporate on this street, so, Lord, as I sit me down to drink, I pray time just forgets to turn places like this into drive-thrus and condos. Lord knows we need those little holes in the wall, for lost souls and old stray dogs. God bless two-for-ones and broken hearts, and cool little bars.”
  • Robbie Fulks, “One Glass of Whiskey” – A similar subject viewed with an affection but also a little more of a barbed tongue and a remove, this was my first favorite off Robbie Fulks’ killing Bluegrass Vacation record, uniting him with the cream of the contemporary bluegrass scene – on this track including Punch Brother Chris Eldridge, T-Bone Burnett first call bassist Dennis Crouch, Family Band mandolinist Ronnie McCoury, and longtime Fulks’ foil Shad Cobb – and, in some sense, bringing him full circle to the earliest work he was known for in the Chicago scene. “And when I feel I’m sinking low, I reach for the first friend I see. All I need is to look at him and know he’s sinking faster than me. One glass of whiskey to ease my mind, and another one to take it too far away to find.”
  • Jerry Joseph, “The War I Finally Won” – Singer-songwriter Jerry Joseph (The Jackmormons, Little Women) continues his solo renaissance with Baby, You’re the Man Who Would Be King, produced with diamond-hard clarity from Eric “Roscoe” Ambel and a stunning set of songs like this stomping look at the choices inherent in a life. “I got spit in my eye and a lump in my throat and I just know I’m done. Thrash in a rage, and a gnashing of teeth. A coming of age just out of reach. I should’ve listened when you told me to learn how to breathe.”
  • Billy Valentine and the Universal Truth, “Home is Where the Hatred Is” – Columbus favorite son Bily Valentine, formerly of the Valentine Brothers, assembled a crack band for a beautiful record of social commentary soul tunes like this silk-wrapped-around-knives take on the Gil Scott-Heron classic. “You keep saying kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it, but did you ever try? To turn your sick soul inside out so that the world can watch you die?”
  • ANHONI and the Johnsons, “Can’t” – ANHONI returned with maybe her finest record, My Back Was a Bridge For You to Cross, synthesizing the various influences and genres of each of the earlier records into a more consistent, cohesive soul. This swinging northern-soul inflected song, with a stellar cast of players including drummer Chris Vatalaro (Antibalas, Bat for Lashes, Sam Amidon), Martin Slattery’s (Amy Winehouse, Joe Strummer) keys, and Jimmy Hogarth (also ANHONI’s co-writer) on guitar, was a standout for me. “Come back home, my darling, come back home, my friend. Sorry for the things I’ve done. I can’t stop this, darling, it keeps being real; I don’t want you to be dead. I can’t stand around talking shit with all these rotten teeth.”
  • 79.5, “B.D.F.Q” – At the vanguard of Brooklyn’s neo-disco scene alongside Say She She who featured elsewhere in this playlist, 79.5 put out a front-to-back stunner with their eponymous debut full-length. This song, the advance single that hooked me and a standout when I got to see them open for Lady Wray this year, written by singer Kate Mattison, is a thumping, snarling anthem. “Bitch, don’t fucking quit – you’ve got it, bitch, you’ve got it.”
  • Sexxy Red featuring Nicki Minaj and Tay Keith, “Pound Town 2” – One of the phenomenon songs this year, a sex anthem with a creeping club beat courtesy of Tay Keith and an infectious mumbling delivery I can’t quite compare to anyone else from Sexxy Red. “I want fish and grits, throwing hissy fits.”
  • Wu-Tang Clan, “Claudine” – I hadn’t been paying a lot of attention to what the Wu’s been up to lately but every few years, they have a single or two that knock me on my ass and remind me what a force they remain. The newest entry in that storied canon is “Claudine,” featuring Method Man and Ghostface Killah, a hook from Nicole Bus who’s new to me, and a vintage-sounding sweet soul beat from longtime affiliate Mathematics. “You think it’s fine to play with all what I have left. It’s a cold world out there and I can’t take this silence.” 
  • Future Utopia featuring Kae Tempest, “We Were We Still Are” – I knew Kae Tempest through their writing before I even knew they made music, but quickly became just as big a fan of that other side (still bummed they didn’t make it to Big Ears, hopefully someday). This track pairs the poet-rapper with grime mastermind Future Utopia working in a vintage, horn-flecked landscape mode. An infectious party starter with plenty to grip onto. “Hello disorientation, my old friend, welcome to the days of distortion. Complex parades of illusion, charades, on course for destruction: yawn for the horseman. An end is an end until it’s a beginning; winning. We built this city on what we stole, and then we ate it whole.”
  • Scratcha DVA featuring Skream, and Mez, “X Rated” – Skream was one of the first artists I gravitated toward in the early, languid waves of dubstep, and I became a fan of grime DJ and producer Scratcha DVA not long after. I’m not as familiar with Nottingham-based rapper Mez but he works wonders over this beat with a supple, shifting flow. 
  • Lil Yachty, “pRETTy” – Lil Yachty continued his exploration of psychedelic tones and vintage distortion on the hypnotic Let’s Start Here. This echoey slow jam is one of the standouts for me from the album.  “I know you done been through a lot, but trust me when I say I’m there for you.”
  • Chiiild featuring Lucky Daye, “Good For Now” – Chiiild and Lucky Daye teamed up on this mesmerizing duet, with production from PL, ​xSDTRK & D’Mile, the swirling acoustic guitar riff is a highlight but their two voices run the show for me. “Tell me that we’re dreaming, don’t say that we’re in love. Whatever this is, it’s good for now.”
  • King Louie Bankston, “Gone Too Far” – King Louie Bankston, one of the undersung heroes of the New Orleans underground, left us too soon in 2022, and Goner Records and some old friends and collaborators have started on some archival projects as a much-needed corrective to this mad genius who’s work languished too often on demo tapes or limited-edition CDRs or 7”s that never got repressed. The first blush of that vital work is the fantastic Harahan Fats. This track captures the blend of crunching earworm riff and confessional lyric, blurring bravado, self-deprecation, and sweetness that made so many of us fall in love with him in the first place. “I fell behind ‘cause I’ve gone too far; this ugly mind, so don’t take a look.”
  • Ibex Clone, “Nothing Ever Changes” – Memphis cracked power trio Ibex Clone returned with their best record yet, All Channels Clear, maybe the best record George Williford (guitar), Alec McIntyre (bass), and Meredith Lones (drums) have made yet, and that’s saying something because I loved Ex-Cult, NOTS, and Hash Redactor an awful lot. The sharp pop hooks floating on sludgy post-punk rhythms hit just right here. “It’s taken nearly five thousand years to know exactly who you are. Getting into a lifetime stupor. Insulated from ourselves for good.”
  • Call Me Rita, “This is a Stick Up!” – Another explosion from this powerhouse band, fronted by poet/artist Vanessa Jean Speckman with backing from some of Columbus’s finest players including her partner Micah Schnabel and Jay Gasper on guitars, Todd May on bass, and Jason Winner on drums. “We’re not living! Only serving, we’re way more deserving than to live and die while genuflecting Capitalism Daddy in the sky.”
  • The Hives, “Rigor Mortis Radio” – The Hives’ returned with The Death of Randy Fitzsimmons, another reminder of the finely-tooled power they bring in the service of joy. This stomping hand-clap disco rocker is another classic every bit as good as the first singles that made them international superstars. “I took my feet out of your puddle ‘cause you know what? I got better things to do ‘cause you know what I got. I got these people eating out of the palm of my hand, I got them answering every single one command. I know you want my time, here’s my line – I got your offer, decline, decline.”
  • Kassa Overall featuring Laura Mvula and Francis and the Lights, “So Happy” – I first saw – and loved – Kassa Overall in a rhythm section alongside John Hebert as one of the most promising jazz drummers I’d seen in a long while. He’s still that but with his solo albums he’s revealed that he’s so much more, and the gorgeously unclassifiable ANIMALS is the next step in that evolution. The best weirdo soul anyone’s making, with swooping strings, a rhythm that never feels showy but doesn’t resolve where you’d expect, and a glowing hook from Laura Mvula. “Nevermind a seat at the table, I would settle for crumbs if I’m able. Is it dumb to be wise in a humble disguise? I’m not meant to be a puppet or a fool.”
  • Flo featuring Missy Elliott, “Fly Girl” – British R&B vocal group Fly lace a charming interpolation of Missy Elliott’s “Work It” into this infectious slice of sugary pop, including bringing the originator out to spit some delightful interjections and a killer verse. “Back up on the market, better put in your bid, ‘cause when Missy throw a party you can’t find nowhere to sit.”
  • Ari LaShell, “Get Down” – Atlanta-by-way-of-Detroit soul singer-songwriter put out a stunning debut EP AWH this year and this song, a silky slither of a vocal over a bouncing, clicky beat reminds me of early ‘00s neo-soul and late ‘70s mutant disco without being overly devoted to any one style. “Boy, I want you to get down. Down.”
  • Dom Deshawn, “‘09 Nostalgia” – Columbus rapper Dom Deshawn released his best record AfterParadise, this year. Before the record, I heard a beautiful headlining set at the Goodale Park Gazebo this summer. This song got me immediately and hasn’t let me go yet, making the best use of breezy, glowing production from Masked Man. “Ichabod Crane, you know I be coming for necks, cause the summer’s got a lot of debts I gotta collect.”
  • Killer Mike featuring Andre 3000, Eryn Allen Kane, and Future, “SCIENTISTS & ENGINEERS” – Much as I like Run the Jewels, I delighted in this year’s Michael, hearing Killer Mike rap over some other beats with well-chosen collaborators. This track, with production from DJ Paul, James Blake, and No ID, is an ideal showcase. “Diamonds shaped like a teardrop. I’ve got the streets in a headlock. Fly just like a skydiver, spirit, I can get manslaughtered, suicide door on the Range Rover.”
  • Sweeping Promises, “Good Living Is Coming for You” – Neo-new wave duo Lira Mondal and Caufield Schnug piled on a level of crunch for their stellar Good Living is Coming for You, with this title track epitomizing the good time groove, gleaming hooks threaded through a sense of paranoia, a powerful desperation to take everything out of life you can before it’s taken away I related to very strongly. “Wave after wave, threatening to break the surface. This interior’s designed to make you nervous.”
  • PinkPantheress featuring Ice Spice, “Boy’s a liar, Part 2” – After last year waxing rhapsodic about Ice Spice, I was primed for this song-of-the-year candidate with rising pop star PinkPantheress. A pulsing heartbeat of a rhythm layered with fragile latticework of keyboards and a little guitar undergirding the lightness of PinkPantheress’s vocals and the unhurried, winking smirk of Ice Spice. “Ducking my shit, ‘cause he know what I’m on, but when he hit me I’m not gon’ respond.”
  • Lydia Loveless, “French Restaurant” – Lydia Loveless has never been gone – her pandemic-era Daughter was a thornier record that was a slower burn for me, or at least slower to digest – but with Nothing’s Gonna Stand in My Way Again it felt like Columbus’s most powerful singer-songwriter was back at full force. Ten catchy, diverse songs in a tight 33 minutes, and this song sums up the mix of anthemic, soaring heartbreak and keenly carved sense of place that I get more of from their work than anywhere else, with the always excellent band of Jay Gasper and Todd May on intertwining guitars, Mark Connor’s swinging bass and synth, and George Hondroulis’ heavy and nuanced drums. “Well, pretty soon, I’ll be running into the dark while you follow me in the car ‘cause you know I won’t get that far on foot. And I was a fool, forever walking out on something we worked on for so long when all you ever asked of me was just a little bit of goddam honesty.”
  • M. Ward featuring first aid kit, “too young to die” – M. Ward appears every year with a perfect record, nostalgia sculpted with rusty daggers and antique navigational instruments, and supernatural thing is another excellent example. This shimmering, haunted travelogue through the human heart weaves his voice with Swedish folk duo first aid kit. “And sailing, sometimes failing, that’s the only way to fly. Crying, sometimes wailing, that’s the only way that we learn how to try. With my face down in the mat, the champ says, ‘Are you too old to fight or too young to die?’”
  • Dale Watson, “I Ain’t Been Living Right” – Dale Watson takes his steely eyed looks at the beauty and flaws of the world and himself and strains it through a more acoustic filter, partly inspired by Leadbelly after moving to the great Huddy Ledbetter’s hometown, with Starvation Box, named after what Ledbetter’s father called a guitar. This sunny self-recrimination shares a lilting tone with “Gentle on My Mind” and a weathered grin that’s all Watson. “Out of the ten commandments, I reckon I broke eight, and I reckon you can reckon on which two I didn’t break.”
  • El Michels Affair and Black Thought, “Glorious Game” – Glorious Game matches Black Thought’s make-it-look-easy virtuosity and classicist tendencies with El Michels Affairs’ dusky cinematic vibescapes in a match made in heaven. “Gloves and mask off, time to blast off; baton I’ll pass off, rhyme your ass off.”
  • Optic Sink, “Summertime Rain” – I loved Optic Sink’s debut just as much as I loved singer-keyboardist Natalie Hoffmann’s earlier band Nots, saying something because Nots might have been the best rock band touring for a few years. Their follow-up – produced by Sweeping Promises’ Caufield Schnug – adds a fulltime drummer, monster player Keith Cooper from the Sheiks to the alchemy of Hoffmann and Ben Bauermeister (Toxie) and it’s a tighter, hookier record without satisfying any of the weird textures or sense of being on a journey I loved about them initially. “When I see you fade out, it feels like summertime rain.”
  • Statik Selektah featuring Posdnuos, “Round Trip (For Dave)” – Statik Selektah returned with another rock solid record this year, Round Trip, and for me the standout with this collaboration with De La Soul pillar Posdnuos to pay tribute to Posdnuos’s gone-too-soon groupmate Dave Jolicoeur/Trugoy the Dove. “I’ll never feel submerged in greed if someone gives me flowers when I’d rather the seeds.”
  • Healing and Peace, “Into a Hole” – Alex Mussawir has stealthily grown into one of Columbus’s finest songwriters on a trajectory from Future Nuns through Kneeling and Piss into Healing and Peace. This eponymous debut EP has six songs that grapple with an interesting, frequently ambiguous equanimity and trying to find one’s place in the adult world with a dry, world-weary vocal and a chiming thump. “A constant paving over of ideas, never satisfied, but truth is not a cart that drags behind you.”
  • Jess Williamson, “God in Everything” – I liked Williamson’s collaboration in Plains, the way I found out about her, but I really loved this year’s solo record Time Ain’t Accidental. The warm clarity of Brad Cook’s (Houndmouth, WIlliam Tyler, Ani Difranco) production sets up a world and a story I know well told from a specific and perfectly realized perspective. “Did you see or appreciate the wisdom in me? Was I something for you to play with, did I say the wrong things? Did you notice how I serve my tea?”
  • Esther Rose’s “Chet Baker” – Maybe the single song I pushed on people more than any other this year and a standout for me from Esther Rose’s Safe to Run, her fourth record, but I was woefully late to the party. The ingratiating melody, the steel guitar wrapping around the sold acoustic rhythm, and the narrative that feels like describing a lazy Sunday that understands exactly the import of the moment, of noticing everything the narrator sees, and knows how the time will sleep away whether they want it to or not. The steel turned up on the breathy, ground-falling-out-from-under-you bridge hits me every time. “You know rock bottom shouldn’t feel this good. We could go down swinging, arm in arm, or we could just go drinking at the 8 Ball. Two bucks, press play, baby, bully the juke. Outside the ladies’ restroom, there starts to form a queue. Six bucks: starlight special, a shot and a beer; we’re not doing great, aw, but we’re pretty good.”
  • Buddy and Julie Miller, “We’re Leavin’” – In The Throes is another low-key masterpiece from Buddy and Julie Miller, a perfectly produced record of how interesting love for the world can be, how fulfilling. And this song is a magnificent hymn – written by Julie Miller – that moves even a non-believer like me; their voices blanketed by long-time friends and collaborators Larry Campbell and Teresa Williams, Byron House’s upright bass with Fred Eltringham’s waltzing drums, Stuart Duncan’s fiddle sluicing between Buddy Miller’s guitar and Tim Lauer’s piano. Just perfect. “Come on, everybody, we’re leaving together.”
  • Allison Russell, “Eve Was Black” – Allison Russell followed up my record of the year last year with exactly the right move. This thornier, harder, complicated record takes every idea from her debut. It adds everything she’s absorbed since, with static-laced production by dim star around crunching drums from Megan Coleman, acid-fried guitar form Elenna Canlas and Meg McCormack, and piano from the Revolution’s Lisa Coleman. This song’s a furious reminder of the stories behind the stories. “Do I remind you of what you lost? Do you hate, or do you lust? Do you despise or do you yearn to return back to the Motherland, back to the Garden, back to your Black Skin, back to the innocence, back to the shine you lost when you enslaved your kin?”
  • Iris Dement, “Workin’ On A World” – Iris Dement’s burst of productivity in the last few years has helped cement her as one of the best songwriters of my lifetime – already would have been assured if she only ever wrote “Our Town” and “Let the Mystery Be” – and this title track off her 2023 record was another stone classic. Co-produced with Richard Bennett (Steve Earle, Neil Diamond) and Pieta Brown, with a full horn section, and joy that knows it’s fed by pain and struggle. “I’m joining forces with the warriors of love who came before and will follow you and me. I get up in the morning knowing I’m privileged just to be working on a world I may never see.”
  • jaimie branch, “the mountain” – And we wrap with, as foretold, more jaimie branch. This gorgeous cover of the Meat Puppets; just her voice with Jason Ajemian’s voice and bass. “Coming down from the mountain, I have heard of the glory. I will go again someday, but for now, I’m coming down.”
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Best of 2023 – Recorded Music

There was a flood of phenomenal music, so much that left me staggered this year. As with past years, I’ll write about the actual material in the playlist posts which should be out the week of the 22nd (looking to get Visual Art and Live Music written up this week), but I still like having what my favorite records were to look back on and see what still sparks me later and what didn’t hold up like I expected it to.

New:

  • Jaimie branch, Fly or Die Fly or Die Fly or Die ((world war))
Fly or Die Fly or Die Fly or Die ((world war)) by jaimie branch

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Playlist – July 2023

Finishing this up as I recover from my fourth round with COVID – right before a new booster is ready – so not a big summation except to say it’s been an excellent summer (even this included). Excellent for seeing people here in my town and in theirs, beautiful culturally and culinarily, and as I’ve got my and Anne’s traditional marking of the end of the summer, Gonerfest, and my first work travel for the new job both in my sights, plus the 13th anniversary of the Pink Elephant, all coming in the next weeks, I’m very grateful. I don’t think this is as dark as June’s churning of emotions – more sunshine grooves and dancefloor bangers; but, as always, I could be full of shit. Thanks for reading and listening – love you all.

https://tidal.com/browse/playlist/c84759f9-3338-415d-b1b3-d242fdd27748

  • Dom Deshawn, “09 Nostalgia” – Columbus rapper-songwriter Dom Deshawn has been on my radar for a while, but I was reminded how much I enjoy his work catching him at the Goodale Park Music Series last week. This benediction and wish for the world is a perfect wave of dancing sunlight that reminds me of Dead Prez’s “Happiness” in the best way. “Built my own lane, don’t care about gatekeeping. You know I’m trying to make it, giving you every reason. Tell me, are you feeling good? Maybe yes, no, I don’t even know.”
  • 79.5, “Club Level” – At the forefront of NYC’s neo-disco scene, 79.5 made one of my favorite summertime albums this year with their self-titled sophomore full-length, produced by retro soul superstar Aaron Frazer. Mike Dillon’s percussion and co-vocalist Kate Mattison’s Rhodes set the sound world of this sticky lead-off track in seconds, and the wild, sexy ride never lets up. Ben Campbell’s thick synth bass, a sizzling horn solo from Izaak Mills, and the union vocals of co-vocalist Aisha Mills send this into outer space. The rest of the album keeps up this pace. “Cruel games. Hot flames. Say you wanna play.”
  • Nubya Garcia, “Lean In” – I’ve written about the great London saxophonist Nubya Garcia many times, and this new single plays with 2-step garage in a really delightful, joyful way that feels like summer in the same way as the previous two tracks but filtered through a different cityscape.
  • Sexmob featuring DJ Olive, “Dominion” – One of jazz’s most indefatigable, questing, and cohesive groups, the quartet Sexmob – trumpeter Steven Bernstein, saxophonist Briggan Krauss, bassist Tony Scherr, and drummer Kenny Wollensen – resume their collaboration with producer Scotty Hard, bringing his contributions of beats, synth bass, and soundscapes to the fore on their invigorating new record The Hard Way. This track adds the great DJ Olive, who helped me down the road of reshaping how I thought about turntables when I was 20 with SYR 5 with Ikue Mori and Kim Gordon. A spiky, shifting mood piece.
  • Gil Scott-Heron and Kek’star, “Whitey On the Moon (Deep Mix)” – South African producer Kek’Star reconfigures one of my favorite Gil Scott-Heron tracks, one I heard on the very first Best Of I bought in early college that sparked the need to have everything he’d touched, including his two novels. Kek’star’s deep house treatment layers an additional throbbing insistence to the coolly reported snapshots of desperation in the original poem that sadly gets more and more relevant. “With all the money I made last year, how come I ain’t got no money here? Hmm, whitey’s on the moon.”
  • BJ The Chicago Kid featuring Freddie Gibbs, “The Liquor Store in the Sky” – Contemporary soul singer BJ The Chicago Kid teams up with fellow Chicago rapper/representative Freddie Gibbs on this gorgeous, honeyed elegy for old friends built around intertwining guitar and organ parts and a loping drum beat. “We was raised blocks from each other; we grew up like brothers. That was my dawg, swear to God, would’ve gave him what I had.”
  • Lucas de Mulder and the New Mastersounds, “Underground Dance” – To my ears, there’s a similar warmth and depth connecting this beautiful collaboration between Spanish jazz guitarist and British funk band The New Mastersounds – hat tip to Andrew Patton for turning me onto them in the first place and nudging a merrry band of us to duck out of Pink Elephant early one month and head down to see them tear the roof off of the Park Street Saloon – also produced by Mastersounds’ guitarist Eddie Roberts. It’s a great track from a remarkably cohesive, empathetic record.
  • Misha Panfilov, “Dr. Juvenal’s Solution” – This Estonian composer based in Portugal flitted around the periphery of my notice for the last few years, but this slab of easy-going instrumental soul is the first time I really sat with one of his releases – I assume he played everything based on the Bandcamp – and it hooked me. Every time I play it, I have a hard time getting that guitar riff out of my head.
  • Dark Colors, “Memories” – I couldn’t find anything about this slice of melodic minimal techno, so I’m guessing this was an algorithm suggestion, but I love it. I love the controlled swoops and the splashes of color seeping through the cracks – the hints of a Bob James/Roy Ayers color palette that vanish almost as quickly as they arise – and it shivers the same parts of my spine as the more direct connections to soul music of the previous two tracks.
  • Annika Socolofsky and Latitude 49, “Loves don’t / go” – Composer-vocalist Annika Socolofsky drills deep into the substrata of her own history and psychology and the whole of the world on her strongest album yet, Don’t say a word, with chamber music sextet Latitude 49. This track sets a Molly Moses poem to riveting, crushing music – the building rumble of the piano and Socolofsky’s voice surfing over it is one of my favorite musical moments of the year.
  • Josh Ritter and Aoife O’Donovan, “Strong Swimmer” – Josh Ritter got my attention with “Golden Age of Radio,” particularly an acoustic version I think I found on AudioGalaxy in 2002, and every time he hits my radar, I think I should delve deeper into his work. This duet with Aoife O’Donovan (who anyone with even a passing glance at this blog knows my love for) is early August morning perfection, fog over the grass, and hints of the oncoming chill threaded through the warmth. “On the night that you were born, your Mama, who had many friends, took you down across the reach to meet the tide come in.”
  • Amanda Shires and Bobbie Nelson, “Angel Flying Too Close to the Ground” – This collaboration record between violinist-singer-songwriter Shires and longtime keystone of Willie Nelson’s Family (musical and otherwise), pianist Bobbie Nelson, Loving You, is a stunning, intimate thing, with minimal accompaniment from bass and drums, and this reading of long one of my favorites of brother Willie’s songs devastates me every time, letting me hear a song I’ve known my whole life with new eyes. “I patched up your broken wing and hung around for a while, trying to keep your spirits up and your fever down.”
  • Jess Williamson, “God in Everything” – Last year’s collaboration with Waxahatchee as Plains put singer-songwriter Jess Williamson on my radar, and her new album Time Ain’t Accidental knocked the wind out of my lungs. This song gorgeously captures a time and place, putting her acoustic at the forefront, with Dashawn Hickman’s pedal steel almost serving as a Greek Chorus, flowing over and around the minimal backing and subtle, perfect production from Brad Cook. “Did you see or appreciate the wisdom in me? Was I something for you to play with? Did you notice how I serve my tea?”
  • Madison Cunningham, “Inventing the Wheel” – This new song on the deluxe version got me to go back and check out Cunningham’s Revealer record from last year, and it highlighted what a great piece of work and what a fascinating songwriting voice I missed. The surprising twists in the melody and the unsettling, harmonium-driven atmospheres keep me engaged in this fascinating look at the peril inherent in the hunger of trying to both live as much of life as you can and synthesize it into something that lasts. “Waking up to a heavy cup: ambition drinking me. Helpless, as I watch another death lay out on TV. I render it down to size and sound, ’til it comes as no surprise, to sleep all through the night and still wish to open my eyes. Life and all her fragility, the midwife of this urgency: a moment I may never get again.”
  • Javier Nero Jazz Orchestra, “Kemet (The Black Land)” – I knew very little about trombonist-composer Javier Nero before I think I got tipped to the excellent record this is the title track of through, I suspect, Phil Freeman’s always great monthly column. Trumpeter Sean Jones is the main foil for Nero here; check the fiery solo around the four-minute mark, rising out of but without losing touch with the lushness around him, and the rhythm section of drummer Kyle Swan, pianist Josh Richman, and bassist William Ledbetter provide a richly textured landscape for these intertwining, glowing melodies.
  • Killer Mike featuring Andre 3000, Future, Eryn Allen Kane, “Scientists and Engineers” – I love the Run the Jewels stuff, but it’s an utter joy to get to hear Atlanta’s Killer Mike play in a variety of different sound worlds again on his excellent record Michael. This track is overstuffed with ideas – opening with lush orchestrations and Kane’s vocals that reminded me of the previous track, then powering through a series of hairpin turns – and powered by a fire at its heart, a love for the world – or at least his world, his community – that needs to speak the truth (and, as Hotspur reminded us, shame the devil), with all the collaborators here bringing their A game. “It ain’t enough that I hit my opp and his block: we burned down his whole fucking village. Did it with a smile, not a grimace.”
  • Monica Rocha and Malik Malo featuring The Intuitions, “I Love You For All Seasons (Live)” – Picking up the thread of vintage West Coast soul guitar that was part of the mix on the previous track, this instant classic sweet soul duet between California natives Monica Rocha and Malik Malo, is quintessential wandering through sunny streets or driving slow music, with the rich harmonies of The Intuitions pushing it over the top. “I love you for so many reasons.”
  • Captain Fathands, “The Great Flood” – I remember a conversation at the St James tavern almost two decades ago where childhood friend, bassist/composer Captain Fathands (probably best known musically for his time in the nu-metal comers Groundwar but also the rap-rock fusion The Wick and a series of cover bands) about his desire to put out soundtracks. His music for the wildly popular podcast True Crime Garage the Captain hosts with his brother is frequently my favorite part of the episodes, and I’m delighted to see him expanding and releasing full tracks in this mode like this shadow-splashed, surging piece.
  • Buscrates, “Early Morning” – Pittsburgh-based Orlando “Buscrates” Marshall gives us a sun-drenched, loping, utterly infectious instrumental that nods to Dam-Funk and a history of classic roller skating jams and hints at early Detroit techno in the best way. That rhythm somewhere between a hip dip and a finger snap falls squarely in my sweet spot.
  • Amy Douglas and JKriv, “Freak at Night” – The bouncing, fluid bass line on this courtesy of JKriv doesn’t just set up a backdrop for Amy Douglas’s knock-you-against-the-back-wall sharp disco vocal; the two things joust with one another. The dance floor as seduction and cage match, teetering over the edge but always pulling itself back. “She’s a freak at night. She’s got to satisfy her appetite.”
  • The Crystal Furs, “Gay Bar” – One of my guilty pleasures of all time – and I can do 1,000 words on the problematic concept of a guilty pleasure just like the next blowhard, but you should find me in a bar to go in on that – is that first Electric Six album; as much as I love this song, I wondered how it’s aged. Portland-based queer three-piece Crystal Furs find the pure joy that’s still in this track and give it a contemporary updating that maybe improves on the original’s infectiousness. Kara Buchanan’s Farfisa organ is a particular delight for me on this track.
  • Mightmare, “Can’t Get What I Want” – One of my favorite singer-songwriters working, Sarah Shook, stretches their wings to go different places stylistically with the indie rock project Mightmare. Their voice is right up front over ominous, decay-laden guitars and a crunching postpunk beat. “Anger makes a lonely man. I got things to say I don’t think I can.”
  • Ivan Julian, “Cut Me Loose” – Ivan Julian’s guitar is the blood through the veins of a particular swath of New York music I’ve loved since the moment I heard Blank Generation, and beyond his long association with Richard Hell, he’s lit up records  I’ve loved by Matthew Sweet, Sandra Bernhard, Drivin’ N’ Cryin’, King Missile, and Hunx. The solo record Swing Your Lanterns, and this barbed punk-funk lead-off track is an excellent example of what he’s given to American music and, with a cast of underground music lifers like Florent Barbier and Nicholas Tremulis, still sounds incredibly vital. “I know you brought a whole new bag of hurt from Tennessee and a brand new box of pain that you just found. I kissed you, and I put you on a train; you bit me, and you said we’d meet again.”
  • Kalle Hygien, “Dope Him Up” – This dose of synth-and-drum-machine Swedish punk is adrenaline right into my veins. “His mouth looks like an enema, we’re going to the cinema.”
  • Cerified Trapper, “Trapper of the Year” – The liquid synths and dry, crackling drums are a perfect jumping off point for the furious braggadocio from this rising Milwaukee star, who produced as well. “Tweak out in the store, get hit with this fuckin’ switchy.”
  • Izzaldin, “Spike” – This advance single off the third record – Futura in Retrograde – from rising New York rapper-producer Izzaldin rides a subway-under-not-well-maintained-streets rumble of synth bass and boom bap drums refracted through some contemporary damage with a baritone voice that feels both familiar and fresh. This checked all my boxes. “Took a shot from the three-point arc, took a seat next to Spike just to see the star. I thought it started off as friendly banter: and then he started really disrespecting Indiana, talking ’bout ‘There ain’t gonna be no Pacers shit in here.'”
  • Jay Vega featuring King Ezz and OG VERN, “Smackdown Vs. Raw” – This miniature uses a deceptively easy swagger for a perfect showcase for Columbus producer and rapper Jay Vega, who worked on this with King Ezz and features a verse from OG Vern. Distilled to around two minutes and with no room for filigree. “”No bad business, that ain’t on my name: what they say ’bout you?”
  • System Exclusive, “Party All the TIme” – Pasadena synth-pop duo System Exclusive hit my radar with this surging post-punk take on one of my favorite ’80s guilty pleasures, this Rick James/Eddie Murphy collaboration. “You never come home at night because you’re out romancing. I wish you’d bring some of your love home to me.”
  • King Vision Ultra featuring DJ Haram, Marcus, Dis Fig, “Tragic World Weapon” – I’m not sure how I’ve slept on King Vision Ultra so long but the Algiers connection put this on my radar and it’s exactly the kind of record I love. King Vision Ultra worked with the original stems from Algiers’ record Shook and intertwined them with his own archive to create Shook World (Hosted By Algiers), an investigation of histories, his hometown of New York, his relationships with people, and of the ways we hurt ourselves and one another. DJ Haram from the Discwoman crew supplies the lacerating poetry here, with Berlin-based producer Dis Fig on the sung vocals and a turntablist I wasn’t familiar with, Marcus, adding a perfectly unbalancing layer. “You can’t affirm this madness but I like to imagine it.”
  • The OG Players, “Third Eye Vibe” – Columbus hip-hop/soul super group OG Players consists of trombonist Elaine Mylius (Waves de Ache, Derek DiCenzo), MC/Producer Eric Rollin (Mistar Anderson), Producer Kito Denham, keyboardist Brandon “Bjazz” Scott (Liquid Crystal Project),  and drummer Robert Riley aka Dezoul1 (Talisha Holmes). I had high expectations having seen all – I think, I couldn’t swear I’ve heard Denham’s other work – of their earlier projects and this first single hit it over the fences for me, the loping finger-snap rhythm and that infectious, squelching long, slow drive on a sunny day keyboard part. “Let me tell you about a secret to see us through.”
  • Marquis Hill featuring Joel Ross, “Stretch (The Body)” – The first time I saw Chicago’s Marquis HIll play the trumpet – at Winter Jazzfest – it cut through everything else that night, burning both his name and that tone into my brain. Hill aligns a tight rhythm section anchored by Junius Paul on bass with Micheal King on keys, and new-to-me Indie Buz on drums, and special guests (the great vibes player Joel Ross on this track) to make something that stretches genres. This track bridges lighter flavors of drum ‘n’ and spiritual jazz, riding waves of small percussion instruments and wrapping a wordless chorus around a clattering beat from Buz pinballing back and forth between King’s Rhodes and Ross’s vibes, lit up by Hill’s searing trumpet and a sampled lackadaisical vocal that nods at Ken Nordine.
  • Chris Abrahams, Oren Ambarchi, and Robbie Avenaim, “Placelessness – Side B Excerpt” – Chris Abrahams, pianist from longstanding Aussie avant-garde trio The Necks teams up with guitarist/electronics player Oren Ambarchi (who I got into via SUNN O))) and a gorgeous eai record Cloud with Keith Rowe, Toshimaru Nakamura, and Christian Fennesz in the same year) and drummer Robbie Avenaim who’d done other work with Ambarchi I loved. This excerpt from the upcoming full-side piece is full of the powerfully understated drama and righteous mystery I want from these players and left me hungry for the whole thing.
  • Marisa Anderson and Tara Jane O’Neil, “Wishing Well” – This stunning collaboration on a Bert Jansch classic (written with Anne Briggs) features an OG of the kind of guitar that fuses the accessible and the avant-garde, sometimes disparate histories of the instrument and the future, Tara Jane O’Neil (also on vocals) from the great Louisville band Rodan (who I finally saw live at Terrastock 15-ish years ago) and someone carrying that torch high, Marisa Anderson. Clarity and clatter in exactly the right measures. “Wishing well, wilt thou waters hide my burden until I return, return this way again?”
  • Nora Stanley and Benny Bock, “Into the Flats” – Saxophonist Nora Stanley and keyboardist Benny Bock teamed up for a luminous collaborative record (they co-wrote all compositions and play almost everything heared) Distance of the Moon that reminds me of classic ECM but still has its arms around what’s come since. That splash of sparks from the keys washed over by a saxophone figure around 3:30 exemplifies what I love so much about this album. Drummer Myles Martin, a rising star on the LA scene I wasn’t familiar with and the only guest on this track, adds some fascinating color, less driving forward propulsion of the track and more presenting other options.
  • Emily King featuring Lukas Nelson, “Bad Memory” – Singer-songwriter Emily King has always been at the periphery of my awareness but this single from Special Occasion, a burnished, ’60s-vintage slow dance duet with Lukas Nelson landed squarely between my ribs. Their matched low-key vocals and that aching, echoing guitar, the clatter of castanets skipping across the languid melody like a polished stone, it’s all perfect. “Used to dream about my past, now I’m running from it fast.”
  • Melenas, “Bang” – The sense of similar tones getting stretched out and the pulsing krautrock beat gave me the sense of taking off from the last couple of songs in placing this lilting slice of pop-rock perfection from Pamploma-based band Melenas right here.
  • M. Ward featuring first aid kit, “Too Young To Die” – M. Ward’s Supernatural Thing reaffirms his status as one of the great melodists of my generation, full of examples of that rare gift of playing with retro sounds without seeming stuck in some other era. And this perfect example, aided by the sparkling harmonies of first aid kit, is one of the songs on the new one I go back to the most often. “Sailing, sometimes failing, that’s the only way, the only way to fly. Crying, sometimes wailing, that’s the only way that we learn how to try.”
  • Tommy Prine, “Mirror and a Kitchen Sink” – Tommy Prine’s This Far South, produced with Rushton Kelly and Gena Johnson, plants a flag in territory that’s clearly his own, using contemporary colors and rhythms alongside the kind of sharply defined characters and witty wordplay that defined his legendary father. This, like the M. Ward, was a hard call to make – I think at one point I had three songs from this record on the nascent version of this month’s playlist – but I kept coming back to the jaunty bounce of this track, that impossibly catchy acoustic guitar riff underpinning the gimlet gaze of the lyrics. “So what’s the difference between you and me? I’ll tell you right now, it’s a couple teeth. And then I decide whether or not to be crueler than I already am.”
  • Tanya Tucker featuring Brandi Carlile, “The List” – Sweet Texas Sound builds on the momentum and power of Tanya Tucker’s great comeback record While I’m Still Livin’, pairing her again with producers Shooter Jennings and Brandi Carlile. This track is one of several Tucker co-wrote with Carlile and it’s a brilliantly clear-eyed taking stock and kiss off, with a classic sawdust-spattered two-step backing highlighting Jennings’ piano and John Schreffler’s pedal steel. “I ain’t here to make excuses and I’ve since lost all track of my demons and their muses. But if you’re still keeping score, then you can keep your heart attack.”
  • Dale Watson, “I Ain’t Been Living Right” – Dale Watson leans into his spending more time in Texas after some fruitful years in Memphis with the lean and mean Starvation Box, inspired by the example of Marshall, Texas’s legendary son Leadbelly (the title is what Ledbetter’s father called the guitar). This acoustic-driven shuffle is exactly the slow twisting of a knife in the gut that I think Watson does better than any country artist and what drew me to him 25 years ago, making the most of every crevice and scar in that magnificent baritone. “Now, the older I get, I’m finding more regrets: regrets that have been lurking in my mind. Maybe I’ll find solace in my old age and forget I ain’t been living right.”
  • Brian Thornton and Iranian Female Composers Association featuring Katherine Bormann, Alicia Koelz, Eliesha Nelson, “And the Moses Drowned” – I’m ashamed to say I wasn’t familiar with the IFCA before this beautiful record Sirventès but I was a little more familiar with cellist Brian Thornton of the Cleveland Orchestra. The quartet he assembled for this evocative piece by Mahdis Golzar Kashani finds every bit of nuance and mystery, it’s a stunning lead-off to a marvelous record.
  • Tyshawn Sorey Trio, “Seleritus” – Tyshawn Sorey continues to dig into standards with surprising, breathtaking results on Continuing, his new record with Aaron Diehl on piano and Matt Brewer on bass. This gorgeous Ahmad Jamal piece gets to the heart of the fragility and power Jamal conjured simultaneously in a way few piano trios have been able to live up to since; it’s a magical reminder how much life still pumps through the veins of this music and also a stunning tribute to a generational artist who opened up an entirely new pathway in American music.
  • Greg Ward presents Rogue Parade, “Noir Nouveau” – Chicago-based saxophone player and composer Greg Ward’s quintet Rogue Parade’s follow up Dion’s Quest expounds on everything great from their debut Stomping Off From Greenwood. This appropriately smoky, hard-shadows track flanks a blue flame of a saxophone line with the sparkling guitars of Matt Gold and Dave Miller, and the rich, subtle rhythm section of Matt Ulery on bass and Quin Kirchner on drums.
  • Olivia Dean, “The Hardest Part” – British R&B singer-writer Olivia Dean’s debut full length Messy is a remarkable record, consistent and smooth – mostly cowritten with Bastian Langebæk and Max Wolfgang – but knowing exactly when and where to cut and how much of a mark to leave. This smoky slow-drag number exemplifies the mood I come back to this record for, reminding me of early Erykah Badu, and I can’t wait to see what else Dean turns into. “Call me up to meet you: static on the phone. Normally I need you; this time I don’t wanna go. Lately, I’ve been growing into someone you don’t know. You had the chance to love her, but apparently you don’t.”
  • Kris Gruen featuring Anaïs Mitchell “Anchors” – I’ve been hearing the name Kris Gruen – singer-songwriter son of famed photographer Bob – but it took seeing this luminous duet with one of my favorites, Anaïs Mitchell, to finally check his work out. It’s soaring and wistful, like a sunrise over the Hudson. “I forgive you, circle broken, by and by.”
  • Miranda Lambert and Leon Bridges, “If You Were Mine” – Two of my favorite Texas singer-songwriters of relatively (I still had roommates when I first heard Lambert so it’s been at least 20 years) recent vintage team up on a perfect example of finding middle ground, and that space where their voices meet on this perfect piece of longing, this moment frozen in amber, hits exactly right. “‘I’d drink you down like fine wine, till there was nothing left.”
  • Gus Dapperton featuring BENEE, “Don’t Let Me Down” – Another duet shot through with longing and promise but set to more of an insistent clubby rhythm, this duet between New York-based Guy Dapperton and New Zealand-centered BENEE has an extremely appealing groove; I especially love the way their voices melt around one another. “I’m just gonna burn out and fall out of my head.”
  • Ingebrigt Håker Flaten and Paal Nilssen-Love, “Part 2” – One insistent rhythm gives way to another. Nyemiah SThis classic Norwegian rhythm section who’ve lit me up so many times, live and on record, team up to pay tribute to the Trondheim Conservatory of Music where they met, on its 40th anniversary, with Guts & Skins. They assembled a killing octet featuring players whose work I know well like pianist/organist Alexander Hawkins and completely new to me like baritone saxophonist Hanne deBacker, and delivered a record that walks the line between post-bop and free jazz that doesn’t sell out the pleasures or core of either.
  • Nyemiah Supreme, “Last Day” – The stabbing cymbals and rumbling bass on the track for this electrifying song from rising Queens rapper Nyemiah Supreme seemed to call on the previous tracks and I was stunned by the crackle of her pavement-mosaic-dry delivery and the flashing wit of the wordplay. “There’s nowhere to get – all of that paper, you only enrich.”
  • Wireheads, “Detective” – The bluesy post-punk chug – Fall-ish vocals laid against a mournful harmonica like the smokestack of a passing train – of this Adelaide-based band made me immediately sorry I hadn’t heard their earlier work; Potentially Venus is a terrific rock record. “‘I’m merely scratched,’ he hollered. I am bothered less than Donna; she’s like a fire burning carefree in biosolids.”
  • Smug Brothers, “Let Me Know When It’s You” – I got turned onto the Smug Brothers through friend and Columbus locus Kyle Sowash’s involvement. This song is a lovely slice of middle-American powerpop, jangle poured over a crunching rhythm section like syrup, and it’s on a record The Book of Bad Ideas spilling over with these big hooks and sparkling harmonies. “When you think you’ve heard about a situation and you’re trying to tune into the conversation, you know I won’t pass the test and maybe that’s for the best.”
  • Byron Messia, “Talibans” – St Kitts-based dancehall artist Byron Messia is having a moment with this bolt-from-the-blue (at least to those of us outside the genre) smash hit. While I love dancehall, I don’t pretend my knowledge goes deep; this infectious, menacing watch-yourself tune with a smooth quaver in the vocal over clipped drums, caught my ear immediately. “Make unruh sleep inna yard in four months.”
  • Vox Sambou, “Libète (remix) – Montreal-based singer-bandleader Vox Sambou draws on the various music of the African disapora and mixes it in a way that never feels random or scattered. This single in advance of We Must Unite starts with the Haitian Creole word for freedom and builds to a powerful crescendo, rippling guitars and a thicket of percussion rising behind a powerful, ragged voice.
  • Ken Ishii, “Liver Blow (Ken Ishii 2023 Remix One)” – I got into Ken Ishii a little late – the Nonesuch compilation Reich Remixed came out when I was 18 or 19 and drew a connection between the electronic music I loved getting down to with my friends in clubs and at parties and the avant-garde classical I’d recently discovered. One of my favorite tracks was Ishii’s so I started grabbing anything of his I could find. When I finally got to see him spin in person with my old roommate and friend Jon Rood a couple of years later, in a club I don’t think lasted 9 months called Pulse, it was every bit as revelatory as I hoped. I haven’t done the best job of keeping track but this rework of a 2022 track hit my radar and it gives me the same jolts of experimentation and sensuality his work did when I first discovered it, without feeling like he’s been static.
  • Jorja Smith and Nia Archives, “Little Things (Nia Archives Remix)” – I don’t think it’s any surprise I think London’s Jorja Smith is one of the great soul singers to emerge in the last 10 years, and I’ve loved everything I’ve heard from Nia Archives. Their collab on this remix delivered on those high expectations and then some – the speeding up and layering it over post-jungle drums actually enhances the cold menace in Smith’s original; snippets of vocal dance in the air  between the verses, like slivers of shattered mirror in an image I always remember from a poem of old pal Dave Gibbs. “It’s the little things that get me high. Won’t you come with me and spend the night?”
  • Tego Calderón, “La Receta” – One of the voices that helped define reggaeton to the world, Puerto Rican superstar Tego Calderón returns eight years after his last record, and over 20 since he first appeared, with this dance floor smash of the perreo variety, produced by DJ Urba & Rome. If this doesn’t make your hips move, I’m not sure what to tell you.
  • Tyson, “Promises” – Like the warm breeze coming in from a door opening on a cool dark bar just before the late-evening sunset of Jul while watching a carved ice cube tumble into a rocks glass that fits just so in your hand, this single by Tyson, the daughter of Neneh Cherry and Cameron McVey (Massive Attack, Groove Armada, Yossou N’Dour), is the perfect mix of sensations and architecture. The spaces and the echo around the sparse, crisp beats slit the skin to make space for that melody. “How do I read you when you’re giving me nothing?”
  • Miles Miller, “Passed Midnight” – Another perfectly constructed song keyed for the sweltering middle of summer, from Miles Miller, better known as Sturgill Simpson’s drummer, and exemplary of his stellar Solid Gold. “The shape I’m in doesn’t make me want to give you a call. You’re probably holding on so tight to somebody else tonight. Well, I’m holding on to nothing but the twilight; ain’t it a pretty sight?”
  • Jerry Joseph, “The War I Finally Won” – Singer-songwriter Jerry Joseph’s been making great records since the mid-’90s that completely flew under my radar until 2020’s breathtaking The Beautiful Madness and even that I heard late, so I’m still playing catch up. If this evocative barn burner, with a fiery tambourine so far up in the mix it feels like it might break the fourth wall and slap me in the face, is any indication, the follow-up Baby, You’re the Man Who Would Be King, is a record to watch out for coming up. “I see the enemy is still right here. Let me sleep till the morning; the indecision weighs a ton. I hear the trumpets blow, and I know it’s the war I finally won.”
  • PJ Harvey, “I Inside The Old Year Dying” – Like most old cranks who loved something so much at a formative time, it took me a while to get on board with the differently abstract, spacious music PJ Harvey’s making now. I kept holding her work to a yardstick based on the four-album run almost no one has ever come close to she put out in my youth. It finally opened up for me, cracking wide and letting me lose that chrysalis of bullshit, with the last record so I was ready for her excellent new one, of which this is the title track. Soaring and searing, an indictment and a call to arms. I’m not sure exactly where I think the “ending prayer” portion of this month’s playlist starts – the Miller or the Joseph – but this is where it hits critical mass. “Slip from my childhood skin; / I zing through the forest / I hover in the holway / And laugh into the leaves”
  • Spencer Zahn, Dave Harrington, Jeremy Gustin, “Daylight” – I’ve been a big fan of Spencer Zahn since our mutual friend Mike Gamble introduced us and turned me onto his band Father Figures – and he’s shown up in these playlists several times. I like the music of Harry Styles but I don’t know it all that well, and from the liner notes, neither did this trio when they decided to take it on, but this is the opposite of a piss take. This track, and the rest of A Visit to Harry’s House, treat the song forms with love and generosity but leave enough room to bring their own life to it, their own light, and leave us all smiling. Like you always want a visitor to leave.
  • Joni Mitchell and the Joni Jam, “Amelia” – As soon as I heard Joni Mitchell was singing again at Newport I watched those Youtube videos for the next week almost to the exclusion of everything else. This official recording – backed by a collection of musicians with Brandi Carlile and her band as the nucleus – makes me tear up every time. This version of a song from Hejira that’s not only given me comfort since I was a teenager but has changed with me, featuring a lovely vocal from Dawes’ Taylor Goldsmith, is a stunning example of the kind of love and compassion this kind of tribute/celebration needs. “A ghost of aviation: she was swallowed by the sky, or by the sea. Like me, she had a dream to fly. Like Icarus ascending on beautiful, foolish arms – Amelia, it was just a false alarm.”
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Playlist – June 2023

Active participant in a lot of great stuff this month – as always in Anne’s birthday month – but also did a lot of struggling, feeling like I was mired in my own muck. Shorter blurbs and extremely late this time. I thought about taking my once or twice-a-year mulligan and just putting the playlist out, but when I looked back at it, there were several things I really wanted to give the handshake for. Thanks for reading and listening; I love and appreciate you all.

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  • Jaimie Branch, “take over the world” – I don’t think I have words for how happy I am the new music Jaimie Branch spoke about when I interviewed her, at least a slice of it, is coming out on the posthumous album Fly or Die Fly or Die Fly or Die (world war). This first taste is a spiky anthem, a fireball; Chad Taylor’s roiling drums lead us on this journey that makes tears spring to my eyes and also pump my fist: the best and rarest of combos. “Gonna, gonna, gonna, take over the world… take it back to the love.”
  • Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit, “When We Were Close” – Jason Isbell pivots slightly on this one. As I talked about to old friend and mentor Rich Dansky, Weathervanes (as a whole) feels less like the strobe-and-neon gut punches of Reunions and The Nashville Sound and more like a widescreen version of the interiority he sharpened to a fine point on Something More than Free. I don’t think there’s a weak song on the album, but this song about his friendship with Justin Townes Earle hit me at a moment I was primed to think about dead friends and relationships I didn’t care for like I should have – particularly someone who I wasn’t very close to, but I always liked, and we’d been in the same circles for years; RIP Blair Hook, and so many other pals, comrades, and acquaintances. “Got a picture of you dying in your mind, with some ghosts you couldn’t bear to leave behind – but I can hear your voice ring as you snap another B string and finish out the set with only five. And for a minute there, you’re still alive.”
  • MeShell Ndegeocello featuring Jeff Parker, “ASR” – I put an early single on this playlist a couple of months ago but having lived with The Omnichord Real Book in its entirety for a little while, it might be her finest record – saying something, from one of the finest singers/songwriters/bandleaders of my lifetime. I saw her perform this track live at the Blue Note in January, with featured guest Jeff Parker sitting in, and it was a highlight in a set bulging at the seams with highlights. The hypnotic, trance-like groove, the backing vocals curling like smoke, the subtle, beckoning, judging lead vocal, and the shattered-glass ribbons of Parker’s guitar… everything here is perfect. “Can’t get back the time you wasted, you wasted.”
  • Kassi Valazza, “Room in the City” – Another facet in the prism of that feeling I’m grappling with, a sense of loneliness but also gratitude for making it to the other side, from a Portland singer-songwriter I wasn’t familiar with before this terrific record Knows Nothing. Her voice reminds me of British folk and the New Weird America scene I loved so much, and subtle touches on the arrangement – a mournful moan that could be a harmonica or a harmonium, shards of piano, a soaring steel guitar toward the end of the track – reinforce and subvert the buttery closeness of the vocal. “Shadow mountains and the pale green rivers drifting in and out of windy highway sounds. Copper colors and some lonely search for meaning keep me coming back and turning right around.”
  • Loraine James, “2003” – I got into London-based composer Loraine James with last year’s breathtaking Julius Eastman homage Building Something Beautiful For Me and this advance taste of her upcoming record for Hyperdub points me in the direction of another of my top albums of the year. Hazy, humid, and rich, speckled with rough, acerbic textures and an aching vocal bobbing up and down in the beautiful haze. “So much confusion, came up with many conclusions.”
  • Monophonics featuring Kendra Morris, “Untitled Visions” – I still miss those days Monophonics came through town regularly (a powerful dance party at Brothers Drake Meadery sticks out), but I’m overjoyed to see them getting bigger success with some slight tweaks to the formula. The crisp drums and trademark horn stabs sound gorgeous on this track around Kendra Morris’ warm breeze of a vocal. “I close my eyes and turn up my dreams.”
  • Don Toliver featuring Lil Durk and GloRilla, “Leave the Club” – Houston-based soul singer Don Toliver teams up with rappers Lil Durk and GloRilla for this instant-classic ode to finding something to go home with at closing time (or earlier). The shifts in tempo and intensity keep the song from getting monochromatic, along with the varying tonal qualities of their voices – when GloRilla appears with the best one-liners in the song, it feels like the lights in the club shifted right after a perfect but ill-advised shot of tequila – but these points of interest don’t disrupt the innate, butterscotchy smoothness. “Bet up on my Rosé, and I’m ’bout to leave the section. See me after hours; I left the club with extras. Speedin’ down that highway, it’s lookin’ kinda reckless.”
  • Slighter, “Have No Fear (Dark Rave Mix) – This is very much the kind of music I’d have been dancing to back in the days I identified with the subject matter of the previous song, a thick layer of industrial sounds and lugubrious, squelchy bass welded to a pumping dancefloor groove. I wasn’t familiar with this LA artist, but somehow the algorithm knew this would scratch an itch in my brain, light up some neurons I hadn’t given credit to in maybe too long. The original mix is great but hearing this dark rave mix brought up a purging of sweet nostalgia with light and gratitude.
  • Kassa Overall featuring Laura Mvula and Francis and the Lights, “So Happy” – I first encountered Kassa Overall in his jazz drummer guise, playing in a trio with John Hebert and Peter Evans at the Jazz Gallery, and was immediately a fan, but I love the way his records get harder to classify and more all-encompassing, widening the scope of his subject material while sharpening his own idiosyncratic viewpoint. This standout from his excellent Animals links him up with the great British R&B singer Laura Mvula and synthpop mastermind Francis and the Lights for an infectious, bouncing, cracked hip-hop track that might be my song of the summer. “What if you were chosen but, full of fear, you were frozen? My life almost brought to a close in the fight to get open.”
  • The Freedom Affair, “Make Me Surrender (Instrumental)” – I got to Twangfest too late to catch Kansas City’s The Freedom Affair, but so many of my friends raved so hard about this soul band I had to check out 2021’s Freedom is Love, and immediately fell hard for it. This year’s instrumental version has been one of my prime soundtracks for this sticky, muggy season and keeps paying dividends.
  • Kieran Hebden and William Tyler, “Darkness, Darkness” – I saw Kieran Hebden a few times over the years, mostly in his Four Tet guise in the early 2000s, and a couple of those performances blew my mind the same way his first three records cracked it open, and this pastoral collaboration with searching guitarist William Tyler is just gorgeous, one of my favorite recent records to smoke a cigar on the porch or free write to. The loping groove organically appears here like a sunrise over a Kandinsky landscape, like an aubade.
  • Wolf Eyes, “Engaged Withdrawal” – Wolf Eyes, being from Michigan and getting more mainstream media traction, cast a huge shadow on the scene here in Columbus, playing shows and collaborating with friends of mine. For a few years, I lost track, they were mostly self-releasing, not touring as much, but everything I’ve heard since they popped back on my radar has been excellent, and this new record, Dreams in Splattered Lines, is another high point. This heaving miniature, using overlapping repetition, working these tiny cells and nuances to evoke coiled dread  but also a sense of being present, is a prime example of the pleasures within.
  • Sam Butler, “I. At Night, And Then Upon Waking” – Indiana-based trumpeter/composer Sam Butler made a remarkably assured debut album with Folklore and I think this is a cinematic highlight. It makes excellent use of a tight band comprised of people I was already a fan of, like Greg Ward on alto (Mike Reed, Ernest Dawkins, Hamid Drake) and Kenny Phelps (Pharez Whited) on drums, and names new to me like tenor player Garrett Fasig.
  • Ben Wendel featuring Elena Pinderhughes, “Speak Joy” – Ben Wendel from Kneebody and so much else has released one record after another that document expanding ambition and deeper clarity at the same time, and All One is another step forward. Lush layering of Wendel’s saxophone on this original is contrasted by the warm breeze of Elena Pinderhughes’ flute and alto flute.
  • David Garland, “String Flow 1, Part 2 The Fourth” – I first became a David Garland fan through his richly orchestrated, idiosyncratic songs that used their esoteric qualities to drive a knife deep into my chest (that run from Togetherness through my favorite Noise in You is well overdue for a re-evaluation). I didn’t know his “pure” chamber music until more recently. This track from his rapturous new one, Flowering Flows, pours harmony over drones like honey.
  • Gia Margaret, “City Song” – Songwriter-singer-pianist Gia Margaret’s Romantic Piano fuses her songwriter impulses and “pure” composition tendencies as well as any record I can think of in recent memory. The chords and the field recording atmospherics flow into one another and illuminate the soft, dramatic power of her voice. “In flashback, I saw you with so much to tell; the revolving doors hit in a tentative spell, and the birds still fly. I stay up all night.”
  • Henry Threadgill Ensemble, “Movement II” – I didn’t think I could love a Henry Threadgill album without his inimitable saxophone sound on it. But The Other One, a long-form piece Of Valence inspired by Milford Graves, gives me most of the pleasures I’m expecting and also lets me hear facets of his compositional voice in a way that’s so beautifully surprising. Many of his longtime collaborators – including Jose Davila on tuba, David Virelles on piano – do beautiful justice to this thorny, nuanced work.
  • Curtis J. Stewart, “Adagio from Johannes Brahms Violin Sonata No 1 Op 78 (We are going to be OK)” – Violinist-singer Curtis Stewart’s, founder of PUBLIQuartet, Of Love, is intended as a requiem/tribute to his mother and it’s as wrenching and beautiful as that can imply, a record that I sank into immediately and I’m still swimming inside it, as full of love as it is of mystery. Here, Stewart slips the mantra “We are going to be OK” between the lines of this gorgeous Brahms adagio, his violin raining down over clattering synthesized drum beats. A highlight in a record without any weak links.
  • Maisie Peters, “Lost the Breakup” – This song from English singer-songwriter Maisie Peters (whose first record completely blew past me) opens with a shimmering, slicing violin (or a keyboard I’m mistaking for strings) that links it to the sound world of the last few tracks before blooming into an infectious pop kiss-off. “But for now, I’m out in the dust. Oh, is she just like me? Yeah, I reckon you’ve got two types: Country and Western.”
  • Flo featuring Missy Elliott, “Fly Girl” – This boisterous, finely tuned summer smash takes Missy Elliott’s “Work It” – “If you a fly girl, get your nails done, get a pedicure, get your hair did” – and applies a chromed-out, hyper-modern singing-rapping cadence that winks at Elliott’s groundbreaking fusion of the two in her own writing and singing style while bringing it up today, wtih the great Miss.E rocking a verse that proves she’s still paying attention and can keep up with anyone.”Oh babe, might leave you waiting all day, cause these material things are not enough to make me stay.”
  • Lunchbox, “Feel Things” – This standout from New York rapper Lunchbox’s new record New Jazz, with an ominous, lurching beat from Amir.pr0d, is one of the best musical representations I’ve ever heard of the simultaneous desire to feel as much as we can, soak up as much of life, but numb it at the same time, so many of us struggle with. “All this codeine, I can’t feel shit; shit ain’t real; it’s deceiving. We be on top of the building – what the fuck is a ceiling?”
  • Ari LaShell, “Get Down” – Singer-songwriter Ari LaShell’s debut album AWH is a fountain of ideas and power. This track combines her vintage neo-soul vocal delivery with a big post-disco bass line and hard club drums, using repetition as an invitation and a distancing mechanism. “Can you rock with me now?”
  • YoungBoy Never Broke Again, “Dirty Thug” – Baton Rouge rapper YoungBoy Never Broke Again puts out so much material I can’t even hope to keep track, but every time I check in, I’m glad I did. This skin-flaying confessional rides on one of his signature gorgeous melodies with a thumping, insistent beat. “On the dance floor with the devil, can you come take over for him, please? I said, ‘Can you come step in and dance with me?’ Off-white, money coming in left and right, you the last thing that make me complete. I take these drugs with no party. I told that girl I was sorry. I’ m on my shit, oh, now, pardon me. I saw some shit, sad, and it scarred me.”
  • Rodeo Boys, “Tidal Wave” – The fusion of twang and grunge this terrific Lansing quartet brings reminded me of Columbus in the ’90s in all the best ways but the out-in-front queer lyrical perspective and the wide net they cast for sounds and influences plants them firmly in the moment. Had a hard time picking a track, Home Movies is so consistent and so beautifully relentless.
  • Gut Health, “The Recipe” – I’m an unabashed fan of the current wave of rock coming from Melbourne, and this invigorating five piece led by Anhina Uh Oh sums up so much of what I love about that scene: barbed hooks, punchy rhythms, stinging guitars. “Delta of faux! Iridescent! No enemies, real energy.”
  • Nia Archives, “Off Wiv Ya Headz” – London-based producer Nia Archives takes the A-Trak remix of the Yeah Yeah Yeahs rager “Off With Your Head” – already a track that I still put on more party playlists than not, and have on my gym mix – as raw material for this expansive, pounding post-jungle rework. Reminds me of everything I loved about jungle and drum ‘n’ bass and the pure catharsis of dancing.
  • Godflesh, “You Are the Judge, the Jury, and the Executioner” – Godflesh was my entryway into Justin Broadrick’s musical world as a young teenager – and I’ve had my brain melted by live sets by The Bug and Zonal over the years – so I’ve been overjoyed that the comeback Godflesh records since 2014 have lived up to the quality of that impeccable original run, each one getting better. This closing track on the excellent Purge is volcanic, cathartic, and introspective at the same time. As good a fiery riff as I’ve heard in many years and a crunching, unstoppable groove. “The sane, the just, the righteous. We fall. Again.”
  • Boris, “Heavy Friends” – The repetition underpinning the righteous ZZ Top worthy riff from this newest salvo from Japanese power trio Boris, for me, ties together some of the last several items, connectiing Decisive Pink to Godflesh, but even if those connections don’t work for you, this fucking smokes.
  • Serroge, “Damascus” – I believe I found out about this St Louis-based rapper from a random post-Twangfest conversation with someone at the Irish bar down the street from Off-Broadway, and it’s been one of my favorite finds of the year. “I’ve been serving two masters. “I just got multiple packs ’cause I’ve been serving two masters. The truth of the situation: I was blind. Paul on the road to Damascus.”
  • Statik Selektah featuring Posdnous, “Round Trip (For Dave)” – Producer Statik Selektah’s sprawling Round Trip album is packed with pleasures but my immediate favorite was this collaboration with Posdnous in tribute to Pos’s longtime De La Soul compatriot Dave “Trugoy the Dove” Jollicoeur, rippling with horns and piano stabs. “Bittersweet blessings, condolences and congrats in the same sentence while my life learns the lesson. I cry quiet so the knot in my chest is hard to untie, but thankfully the heart keeps pressing.”
  • Vada Azeem, “ABUELA” – Columbus-based Vada Azeem caught my ear with early work as L.e. for the Uncool he continues to impress me. This gorgeous track remembering his grandmother and also a friend who died too young is a horn-drenched standout on his consistently strong We Forgot God Was Working. “I remember what my Grandma told a little me, my eyes full of glee: ‘Stay focused, child, always tie your camel to a tree.'”
  • Lorqa and Synead, “Mirrors” – New York based producer Lorqa and vocalist Synead teamed up for this subtle, icy tune that feels like a perfect tonic for the muggy, suffocating air at the moment and I bet will sound just as good to leaves and snow falling through streetlamps. “Out of bed; muddy boots and I’m still hungover. Clocks are useless, where the time go? Now I see why floating mirrors whisper. All these mirrors are telling you ‘Come on, flow right over.'”
  • Decisive Pink, “Cosmic Dancer” – This collaboration between Angel Deradoorian and Kate NV uses shiny textures to complicate its message, to enhance the mystery, instead of glossing over it – the synth textures tied it in my mind to the previous few tracks but the repetition and the sense of interlocking cells also ties it to Philip Glass but with a heavy dollop of dancefloor charm. “The archer’s bow points out the way to my newest escapade. What lies beyond in the unknown charade?”
  • Gerald Cleaver, “A Marcha Para Baixo” – Long one of my favorite drummers in jazz – a title he handily defended when Anne and I saw him playing with the poet Fred Moten on my last trip to New York – Cleaver’s also been putting out really interesting electronic music, and his new record in that vein 22/23 brings in everything he’s interested in, like the nod to Brazilian music here with sounds that bear faint traces of classic Deodato and David Axelrod, while still flexing his Detroit roots.
  • Wild Up, “If You’re So Smart, Why Aren’t You Rich?” – One of my favorite Julius Eastman pieces gets a luminous reading from the collective Wild Up. who also did the astonishing rediscovery of his piece Feminine. The sledgehammer to the chest of those massed horns and ice knife-wielding indictment of the vocals have never been clearer or more powerful.
  • Orrin Evans, “The Red Door” – This title track to another can’t-miss record by one of my favorite pianists and composers finds Evans assembling a world-beating quintet of Nicholas Payton on trumpet, Gary Thomas on tenor, Robert Hurst on bass, and Marvin “Smitty” Smitt on drums. The empathy on those pulsing, enticing sunlight heads and the intriguing everything-pulling-apart sections shine. Jazz you can snap your fingers to and get lost in.
  • Adeem the Artist, “Fervent For the Hunger” – Still hoping Adeem the Artist rides the wave of more-than-deserved hype to tour somewhere near here as I missed their (by all accounts, excellent) hometown shows during Big Ears. This new song continues the volcanic, ferocious compassion they brought to White Trash Revelry and makes it a natural singalong. “And I’m a holy ghost, lamp post, poet of sorts. A rain drop, machine shop, radio source surtured with lip gloss and hot sauce, indian summers. Just a kid with mixed up head, fervent for the hunger.”
  • Eilen Jewell, “Could You Would You” – I’ve been a fan of Eilen Jewell since Alec Wightman first brought her to town for one of his Zeppelin shows, and every record reveals new layers, new reasons to be enraptured. This standout from her excellent Get Behind the Wheel works in that Roy Orbison/Chrissy Hynde swinging stop mode she does better than anyone else right now, making the chorus “Could you love me like I love you?” a flirtatious, poison-dipped dagger of a challenge.
  • Ashley Ray featuring Ruston Kelly, “Break My Heart” – From the first swoop of pedal steel, Ashley Ray plants her flag in a deep river of trad country balladry, every line perfectly enunciated and stretched out juuuust enough, with Ruston Kelly as a devastating foil. “I just thought that you should know I’ve got a little ways to go. I’m a wild horse at the rodeo, but I think you could take her. If you don’t break my heart, honey, somebody else will. You’ve got a deadly charm, I’ve got nothing but time to kill.”
  • Brennen Leigh, “The Bar Should Say Thanks” – A less smooth, honky-tonk brand of country gets an ideal champion in Brennen Leigh, maybe the artist I kick myself most for missing this year when she played Natalie’s with Kelly Willis. The defiance and longing in her voice recalls vintage crying in your beer Merle Haggard and the fiddle-driven blurry waltz paints an entire world. “Don’t they remember each closing time, whose tab is always open? Who can they count on to hold the hand of a friend who’s barely coping? Who’s the queen of rehashing her hard knocks? Who drops all of their cash in the jukebox when I could have been putting it in the bank? The bar should say thanks.”
  • Madison McFerrin, “(Please Don’t) Leave Me Now” – A slightly different stripe of instant last call classic with this highlight off Madison McFerrin’s excellent debut album I Hope You Can Forgive Me. Subtle, introspective disco that makes me regret even more missing her when she came through Rambling House; I’m damn sure the next time will be someplace much larger. “What is all forgiven when it’s said and done? Could it be we’re livin’ all wrong?”
  • New Twenty Saints, “Ghosting” – I was turned onto this Detroit band by my fellow Pencilstorm contributor Jeremy Porter, and they’re exactly the kind of bar room midwestern/Great Lakes region rock I have a soft spot for, done really well. They’re high on my list to check for next time I’m up north. “I’m always doing time. You show your cards when you can’t show signs.”
  • Bettye LaVette featuring Ray Parker Jr. and Jon Batiste, “Mess About It” – If soul legend Bettye LaVette had just made the same record over and over, I’d probably still lap them up: she’s got one of the signature voices of her generation, and it just gets richer and more fascinating with time. But it’s to her credit she keeps searching, keeps working in different modes with different concepts, trusting whatever she takes on will always be her. The new one, LaVette! teams her with southern rock songwriter Randall Bramblett who came up in similar ’70s trenches, and it’s front-to-back magic. This track in particular, with the great Ray Parker Jr. adding his signature guitar alongside fellow guest, keyboardist Jon Batiste, is a classic slice of funky urban soul. “When you’re burning daylight, and you’re almost home, little things can wind their way inside of you. And your smile gets stolen by the fading sun; got a strange hold on the steering wheel.”
  • Joy Oladokun, “Changes” – With every record, singer-songwriter Joy Oladokun’s work gets stronger, deeper, and more herself. Proof of Life, her second for Verve Forecast, might be her first masterpiece. This burnished, ingratiating tune with a vocal that’s immediate but unfolds with attention is co-written and produced with Dan Wilson and features Wilson on harmonium, with Oladokun adding that pulsing bass line and ukulele part and a warm breeze of a saxophone part from Alex Budman (Clare Fischer, Mavis Staples, D’Angelo). “Was a baby during the LA riots, and I’ve seen cities burn again. Cried for the innocent a thousand times, and people still don’t understand what it’s like to hope again and again, knowing the heartache’s gonna be there till the end.”
  • Keturah, “Nchiwewe (Ode to Willie Nelson)” – The eponymous debut album from Malawian singer-songwriter Keturah stunned me the minute I heard it and is still revealing pleasures and secrets to me. This tribute to Willie Nelson stands alongside Miles Davis’, showing the reach and power of Nelson’s work and the connections between a global artistic community.
  • Jerry David DeCicca, “New Shadows” – Even in the Black Swans, who I loved, Jerry DeCicca was always finding new facets, new contexts for his voice without ever chasing trends or doing anything cavalierly. This first single and title track of DeCicca’s forthcoming record expands the palette of his sonic world further than anything other than his collaboration with Mike Shiflet (which I love) and uses guest stars like guitarist Jeff Parker and baritone sax player Steve Berlin beautifully. As with the last several of these playlists, I like to end with a prayer, and DeCicca’s music has always had meditative, medicinal qualities for me, never more than the holy house of mirrors he builds here. I always look forward to a new record from him, but this taste made this my most anticipated record of the year. Thank you all for listening and reading. “The sun went down and the night got big, so I crawl into the hole I dig.”
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Playlist – May 2023

After a couple of months that felt like watching for a flower to bloom, but with the physical sensation of pulling teeth, I felt really energized and enthusiastic digging into stuff this time. That sensation carried over through a delightful return to Twangfest, full of not just my friends but some of my mentors and inspirations for loving music the way I do; where I wrote some of the later blurbs in the morning with coffee or in the airport waiting for my (delayed) flight, and now still riding that high a few days later. Thank you for listening, reading, or both. I love you all.

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  • Fred Davis, “Wine Hop” – Eli “Paperboy” Reed learned to play guitar with his father Howard Husock showing him tricks he’d learned from legendary Cleveland blues singer-guitarist Fred Davis (tragically murdered in 1988). Finding a tape of what are thought to be the only recordings Davis ever made, mostly with his band Dave and the Blues Express, Reed and his father cleaned up and released this stirring document (and also provided a marker for Davis’s grave). This grinding, growling jump blues is a perfect example of its type and a reminder to treasure the heroes in your town – and record what you can – because it may leave only memories.
  • Janelle Monae featuring Seun Kuti and Egypt 80, “Float” – This opening salvo from Janelle Monae’s The Age of Pleasure is a rich, powerful statement of intent, using the massed horns and power of Seun Kuti’s Egypt 80 – who my pal Andrew and I saw at the Alrosa Villa (RIP) – in a restrained, sensuous way. One of my favorite grooves of the year so far in a field with stiff competition. “I don’t dance; I just float.”
  • Amanda Shires and Bobbie Nelson featuring Willie Nelson, “Summertime” – The heads always knew, but it feels like it was only in the last 10 or so years of her life that pianist Bobbie Nelson received more of the just acclaim she deserved as brother Willie Nelson’s right hand/the key instrumental voice in The Family through so many changes. That reputation was helped by some duo records – and a heart-breaking joint memoir – and I think this collaborative record with fellow Texan, singer-fiddle player Amanda Shires, is going to help keep that reevaluation rolling. This gorgeous romp through the Gershwins’ “Summertime” stands up against any of the hundreds I’ve heard over the years. “Hush, little baby, don’t you cry.”
  • Valerie June featuring Bill Frisell, “Handsome Molly” – Tribute albums used to be kind of cast-off/throwaways, but the last year has given us some really stunning examples of the form, and I Am a Pilgrim: Doc Watson at 100 is another shining example. It’s full of beautiful performances that honor the thick, intricate rhythm and keening emotional content Doc Watson gave to roots music while also applying everything the artists know about the songs and themselves. This read on “Handsome Molly” with Valerie June’s intriguing, powerful vocal and Bill Frisell’s shadowy, echo-drenched guitar is a stellar example. “While sailing around the ocean, while sailing around the sea, I’ll dream of handsome Molly, wherever she might be.”
  • Shirley Collins, “Hares on the Mountain” – I’ve been a fan of Shirley Collins since my early Current 93 fandom, with David Tibet issuing a compilation of her work that sent me on a long and merry chase. And she’s still putting out astonishing work. Here, she revisits a mournful traditional she first recorded with legendary British folk guitarist Davey Graham, with subtle production from Ian Kearney, highlighting a haunting slide guitar. “If all you young men were fish in the water, how many young girls would undress and dive after?”
  • Peter Brotzmann, Majid Bekkas, Hamid Drake, “Balini” – Multi-reed player Peter Brotzmann injected a palpable energy into the European free jazz scene in the ’60s, and conjured a similar ferocity in the ’90s/early ’00s Chicago scene I first fell in love with. There have always been other textures and other passions in his sound – I remember being stunned by the solo record 14 Love Songs as a teenager – but he’s gone deeper into those in recent years, in his ’80s. The live record Catching Ghosts, captured at the 2022 Berlin Jazzfest, continues his investigations into Gnaouan music, teaming Brotzmann and longtime collaborator Hamid Drake with singer-guembri player Majid Bekkas.
  • Baby Rose featuring Smino, “I Won’t Tell” – This highlight from Baby Rose’s sophomore album Through and Through is one of my favorite examples of playing with classic disco tropes in a while. The clipped rhythm and throaty singing that at times recalls Nina Simone and early Macy Gray send me. “Some need emotion; I’ll take the thrill.”
  • Holy Tongue, “Saeta” – The debut full-length from London-based collaboration between percussionist Valentina Magaletti, multi-instrumentalist Al Wooton, and bassist Susumi Makai, layers on additional textures to the earlier dark ambient work. This opening track surges with ecstatic brass courtesy of David Wootton before shifting into a more contained intensity.
  • Fred again… and Brian Eno, “Secret” – I was vaguely aware of Fred again as a songwriter on those Brian Eno/Karl Hyde records, but I completely missed his Actual Life records until hearing Jon Caramanica talk about them on the New York Times’ Popcast. Of course, I loved them, they were right in my wheelhouse, and so I was primed for this full collaboration with Eno. I love the magpie energy, the way Fred strings together influences in ways that honor them but don’t feel handcuffed to history. I found the record as a whole to be hit and miss, but I loved this repurposing of some lyrics from Leonard Cohen’s “In My Secret Life” into immaculately carved and broken soundscapes for a long night of the soul. “Hold on, hold on, my brother. My sister, hold on tight. Finally found my whole life, so I’ve been marchin’ through the morning, marchin’ through the night. Moving ‘cross the borders of my secret life.”
  • Morgan Peros, “Last Straw” – Violinist-arranger Morgan Peros steps in front with this irresistible single highlighting her gifts as a singer-songwriter. I love the sudden flurry of drums toward the end before the strings and synths break the track open. “People talk about last straws: forgiveness, belonging, and betrayal. They load up their weapons, hide their loneliness, cling to a portrayal. I’ll be looking for beauty in the broken.”
  • The Baseball Project, “Journeyman” – This indie rock super group, Peter Buck and Mike Mills of R.E.M, Scott McCaughey from the Minus Five (and longtime touring member of R.E.M.), Steve Wynn from the Dream Syndicate, Linda Pitmon from ZuZu’s Petals and Golden Smog (and for many years, in Wynn’s Miracle 3), has extended into four records and this advance single from Grand Salami Time, co-written by Buck and Wynn, has a beautiful desert-sky melancholy running through it. “Always keep my bags packed. Never get too close to anyone. Long as there’s someone who needs me, down the road I go.”
  • The Gaslight Anthem, “Positive Charge” – It’s no secret to anyone reading this I’ve got a massive soft-spot for wordy anthemic rock, and that weakness most obviously manifests itself in my unabashed  (mostly) love for the Gaslight Anthem. This early single from their reunion period, produced by Peter Katis, plants Brian Fallon’s voice in the thick of the other sounds instead of dragging it in front. and highlights the shadowy spaces between the bright slashes of guitar, while also playing up the deep undertow of the drums. It feels thick, it feels heavy with life in a way I find really appealing. “I need a positive charge. Plug it into my veins, make me love this life again.”
  • Who Parked the Car, “Sunburns” – Parisian collective Who Parked The Car made a terrific album of low-key R&B that feels like sliding down those streets in the dark. The deep hookup between Thomas Salvatore’s keys and Alejandro Dixon’s drums reminds me of the best of Cory Henry’s ballads and Laura Wamble’s vocal drives the mood deep. “Stay one more day.”
  • Mark Chang, “Turning Pages” – For me, this strikes a similar mood as the last song. I couldn’t find much about this Hong Kong-based singer-songwriter but it feels like he’s merging a more direct emo singing influence with the emo textures that have been prevalent in R&B for the last decade.  “There’s no point in trying to change what no one can control.”
  • Naya Baaz, “Charm” – Naya Baaz, roughly translated as New Falcon, teams sitar player Josh Feinberg with jazz guitarist Rez Abbasi and a rhythm section of Jennifer Vincent on five-string cello and drummer Satoshi Takeishi, for a keening record fully of melodies that are hard to shake and explorations that always have a narrative propulsion. This title track is a beautiful blending of their styles I keep coming back to.
  • Fat Tony and Blockhead, “I’m Thinking ‘Bout Moving” – Like a lot of people my age, I fell in love with Blockhead’s beats on those early Aesop Rock records, and very shortly after a few of my favorite tracks on Columbus rapper Illogic’s Got Lyrics. I haven’t kept up very closely, but anytime something he’s worked on hits my radar, I’m happy to hear it and it’s always of interest. This pairing with Houston rapper Fat Tony is a hand-in-glove fit, humid and languid, perfect for this narrative I’m overjoyed I’m years away from being relatable. “When my girl over, one roommate look at her strange. He always wanna small talk and mispronounce her name. The living room littered with beer, cassette tapes and weed – all are his.” 
  • Rocket 808, “House of Jackpots” – Rocket 808, John Schooley’s solo electric guitar and vocals with drum machine project, are one of my favorite bands from recent Gonerfests, and this instrumental title track off the new record finds him dipping more into texture and expanse than the sharp jabs of songs he first wowed me with.
  • Rich the Kid featuring Rema, Arya Starr, and KDDO, “Yeh Yeh” – This new single from Atlanta rapper Rich the Kid felt like it fit with the heat-mirage distorted landscapes of the previous few songs. The choice of collaborators here – Nigerian singers Rema, Arya Starr, and producer KDDO – helps this soar: the blending of their different voices and effects moves me every time. “We come alive in the night time and won’t let it die. And all the drinks I pour in, is it more that we dance?”
  • Gotopo featuring Don Elektron, “Piña pa la Niña” – Berlin-based and South American-raised singer-songwriter Gotopop crafted a phenomenal, mysterious, multifaceted groove of a record with Sacúdete and this collaboration with Latin electronic music superstar Don Elektron is high on that list of songs I can never stay in a bad mood after hearing.
  • Cyril Cyril and the Meridian Brothers, “Diablos de Chuao” – The duo of Cyril Yeterian, formerly of Swiss-Cajun band Mama Rosin, and Swiss experimental music maven Cyril Bondi, team up with Eblis Álvarez in his Meridian Brothers guise (and if you haven’t had your ear bent by me about the Meridian Brothers’ live incarnation at Big Ears recently, trust that it’s coming) for this infectious slab of heaving, accordion-driven Latin soul.
  • Black Market Brass, “Rat Trap” – I believe it was my pal Andrew who tipped me off to this single, on the can’t-miss Colemine label, from recent favorites Black Market Brass. The serrated horn stabs and choppy guitar sum up everything I’m looking for from this great Minneapolis band, and this should be part of the mix at any party for the forseeable future, while also getting me excited for their next full-length in the fall.
  • The Whiffs, “I Didn’t Need You to Know” – This sunrise-bright slice of powerpop from the Kansas City band The Whiffs is a prime example of what that genre does so well. A cry in the dark and a catchiness that can’t be denied, one of many highlights on their terrific record Scratch ‘N’ Sniff.
  • Rodney Crowell, “You’re Supposed to be Feeling Good” – Since his career rebirth with The Houston Kid – and make no mistake, I love a whole lot of Crowell songs before then – Rodney Crowell has refined his work into a new plane of clarity and consistency. His new one, The Chicago Sessions, with Jeff Tweedy, like recent Tweedy productions for Mavis Staples and Richard Thompson, puts his voice front and center and finds the perfect, stripped-down textures for another great collection of Crowell work. This lilting apology/admonition originally (I think) recorded by Emmylou Harris on her landmark Luxury Liner album gets a lived-in treatment like a worn leather jacket you finally know every crease in, with some lovely frayed-around-the-edges soul falsetto from Crowell and some great guitar from Jeff Tweedy. “Soulmate, the blues are deceiving. It keeps us believing we’re on the wrong road.”
  • ANHONI, “It Must Change” – ANHONI harkens back to her early soul/orchestral pop influences on this beautiful new single, coming in advance of a new record My Back Was a Bridge For You To Cross, her first work billed as “And the Johnsons” since 2010. That soaring bridge, repeating the lines “That’s why this is so sad,” breaks me every time.
  • ARTEMIS, “Bow and Arrow” – Contemporary jazz supergroup ARTEMIS return with a second album, In Real Time, that maybe even betters their stunning debut. This track written by drummer Allison Miller and arranged by pianist Renee Rosnes boasts a stunning alto solo from Alexa Tarantino and sizzling trumpet work from Ingrid Jensen in an almost-telepathic ensemble.
  • Oval, “Ohno” – Seeing Oval (Markus Popp) in a tiny gallery space next to one of Columbus’s only (at the time) vegan restaurants, Dragonfly, was a mind-melting experience for me. I couldn’t believe “art music”, much less laptop music, could be that powerful and that almighty loud. He moved around and shaped broken sound – much of his early work came from a program that mirrored skipping CDs – in a way that tied back to an entire history to musique concrete and Fluxus but still felt like it was speaking to now. It blew my 20 (21?) year old mind. But while I was a big fan for a few years, I didn’t keep up. A notice of this new record Romantiq caught my eye and he’s added in lusher harmonies and deliberate tempos into that sense of the artfully broken for something truly beautiful.
  • Khanate, “It Wants to Fly” – Another act I saw around the same time I saw Oval, but in a more traditional dive bar venue, the much-missed High Five (it’s a “fancy” taco place now in the tradition of all things Columbus, at least Dragonfly and Neo are still good restaurants). The pulverizing slowness of drone/doom metal supergroup Khanate (featuring favorites of mine Tim Wyskida and Stephen O’Malley) didn’t quite connect with me in that club, that night, with a cold beer in my hand – or at least they had a hard time competing with OGs of the genre working a new pastoral set of turf, Earth, who they were on the bill with. But I kept going back to those records, and their out-of-nowhere resurgence album To Be Cruel blew my hair back in the best way. “We’re going down.”
  • Saint Harison, “ego talkin'” – UK singer-songwriter Saint Harison caught my attention with this stunning single – finding beauty in devastation in a way that’s certainly at an angle from the last couple of songs but felt like it shares emotional space with them. “Admittance is the key to start the healing right, but I didn’t want to eat that humble pie.”
  • Sunny Sweeney, Miko Marks, Rissi Palmer, and Tami Neilson, “Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right” – This Mount Rushmore-style collection of some of the best singers and songwriters in contemporary country music teams up for a ferocious, slow-burn, soul-infused read on the Bob Dylan classic. “We never did too much talking, anyway.”
  • Jordyn Shellhart, “On a Piano Bench Getting Wasted” – This song by Nashville writer-singer Jordyn Shellhart had me hook, line and sinker with its first line of “With a loneliness that’s pervasive, on a piano bench getting wasted,” piano-driven with subtle flashes of handclaps and string bass for the first third before a fuller arrangement blooms, Shellhart’s questioning voice hangs in the center like a single film noir bolt of light.
  • Bob Martin, “Stella” – I learned about Bob Martin’s landmark 1972 album Midwest Farm Disaster from my pal Jerry DeCicca and a few years later I remember being on the patio of a club talking about the work he was doing to produce a new record of Martin’s material. The results of that, a beautiful record called Seabrook, finally came out this year in the wake of Martin’s passing, his first record in something like a decade. It’s a beautiful, wistful piece conjuring and dancing with ghosts; every curve and crack in Martin’s voice up front with Sven Kahns’ pedal steel curling around it like smoke. Get well, soon, Jerry; the world needs your wit and empathy, and we can use as many more records like this (and of your own material) as you have time for. “She said, ‘God, you should have seen him then, before the money and the fame. His face was like sweet Jesus and his hide was like a flame. But his life was all on fire and there was nothing you could say to hold him down in this small down and try to make him stay.”
  • Morgan Wade, “Psychopath” – I liked Nashville songwriter Morgan Wade’s last record, Reckless, but if this first single is any indication her new record in August (also named Psychopath) is going to be a world-beater. Swirling keyboards and pedal steel highlighting a slow, menacing stomp around a lyric full of declarations with a question stuck through them like the pin in a voodoo doll and questions that aren’t really questions. “You might be the death of me. Throw my ashes out into the sea; get drunk and give your eulogy. You might be the death of me.”
  • Layng Martine Jr., ” Try Me Again” – I grew up with Layng Martine Jr’s songs for Reba McEntire and Trisha Yearwood, but I have to confess I was more familiar with his son, the producer Tucker Martine’s, work. So this collaboration, Music Man, was a beautiful surprise. This easy swinging barroom slow dance plea for another chance exemplifies what keeps me going back to the record. “Well, I never understood just what you needed, ’til you were gone and I was all alone. Now I know the ways I’d love to touch you are just what you had wanted all along.”
  • Wally B. Seck, “Waka Waka” – I became a fan of Wally Seck through a conversation in a Lyft with a driver about his father Thione Seck, and the younger Seck continues to come into his own with one great single after another. The easy, sun-on-a-brook groove of this tune provides the perfect propulsion for Seck’s light, dancing tenor. “Baby say me deep in, I deep in.”
  • Summer Walker, “Mind Yo Mouth” – Summer Walker got my attention with her last record, Still Over It, and this new EP Clear 2: Soft Life is one classic after another. This miniature, with a silky arrangements, updates the slacker boy genre with an unsparing specficity delivered in a sweet and spiked tone. “They say, ‘Hush girl, mind your mouth; you don’t wanna turn him off.’ Well he might have to deal with it. See I pay my own bills, get it? Why I gotta be so soft? Charmin. I find it quite alarming ’cause I ain’t ya mama. Wanna be with me then you gon’ get up off your bottom.”
  • Ian Hunter, “Pavlov’s Dog” – Another easy-going groove and a perfect example of how a midtempo rock tune can still pack such a powerful emotional punch. This standout track from Ian Hunter’s solid front-to-back Defiance Part 1 teams him with Stone Temple Pilots’ core Robert and Dean DeLeo and Eric Kretz, and longtime vocal foils Andy York and Dennis Dibrizzi. “I’ve got a job to do.”
  • Scar Lip, “This is New York” – The creep of the groove, the ominous strings, and the tone of defiance on this felt like an expansion and escalation of the sound worlds of the last couple tracks Scar Lip’s bitten-off vocal delivery makes a meal out of this track with lines I’ve been quoting for weeks since hearing it.  “Don’t come to Queens with that shit because we ain’t fuckin’ with that shit. Get the fuck out, go to PA with that shit.”
  • Alvorada, “Decadência” – I couldn’t find much about this Brazilian band, whose name refers to the palace the president lives in, except that I don’t believe they’re the UK-based band of the same name who specialize in the instrumental form of choro music. This takes a Beatles-y vocal including harmonies and adds some sheets of shearing, acidic guitar.
  • Peso Pluma featuring Jasiel Nuñez, “Rosa Pastel” – Peso Pluma is one of the Mexican artists getting a large international office with updatings of the narcocorrido form; he emphasizes an aggressive rhythm that belies some rap and reggaeton influence but the songs also recall the classic genre tropes, like the smeared trumpets and the mournful guitar break on this gorgeous song.
  • The Ironsides, “Violet Vanished” – Great friend Andrew Patton turned me onto California’s cinematic soul band The Ironsides’s new record Changing Light over lunch a few weeks ago; we’d both been fans of their earlier singles and EPs. Taken as a whole, it’s a little plodding for me, but once I put it on, I have a hard time being made because they’re such gorgeous, lush landscapes to sink into. For pouring yourself a glass of something sweet and smooth, lighting a smoke, and luxuriating.
  • Brent Cordero and Peter Kerlin, “Affordable For Who” – This collaboration from the Psychic Ill’s Brent Cordero and Sunwatchers’ Peter Kerlin, also feels like it deals in landscapes but of a more psychedelic bent, rich with non-Euclidean geometry; meditative passages suddenly rupture into fields of soft beauty that is then beset upon with spikes. This track adds Aaron Siegel on vibes and drummer Ryan Jewell to flesh out the smooth corners and rough edges.
  • Lesley Mok, “again, all” – Continuing the trend of music made for contemplation that works equally well but very differently in practice, in smoky rooms and long walks through wooded passages, drummer-composer Lesley Mok’s made one of my favorite records of chamber jazz in a long time with The Living Collection. The murderer’s row of players she’s assembled doesn’t hurt either, with Adam O’Farrill’s menacing but vulnerable trumpet leading the charge, Cory Smythe’s piano like falling leaves and like the lightning around the thunderstom of Mok’s drums, Leon and Uesaka’s interlacing, battling reeds. Every part of this ensemble and record is magic.
  • Billy Woods and Kenny Segal, “The Layover” – I’ve talked plenty about New York rapper Billy Woods, but Maps, reinvigorating his collaboration with LA-based producer Kenny Segal (Abstract Rude, Freestyle Fellowship), is my favorite thing of his since the collaboration with Moor Mother a year or two ago. This track combines crunching drums with ice-knife piano, and a whisper of a horn section. “Before history, I made fire in the cave – midwifery, delivery a ball of rage. Hide and go seek: some never find a hiding place, some kids hid so well they never found a trace. It’s too late, but they came all the same; eyes begging for something for the pain.”
  • Califone, “comedy” – A new record from Tim Rutili’s shifting collective Califone is always a cause for celebration in my world, and Villagers is another home run. This woozy, cracked confession/indictment, drunk on horns and emboldened with sweet harmony vocals, is a perfect example of what I love about the album and their work in general. “Are you my enemy? Made to make you a little less alone?”
  • Whitney Rose, “Tell Me A Story, Babe” – At a similar nothing-to-prove tempo, Canadian singer-songwriter Whitney Rose, who I mostly knew from her work with Raul Malo, affirms the beauty and power of a straight-forward country record. Almost no one writes classic honky tonk ballads like this album opener anymore, and we’re all the richer for her example. “Tell me something from when you were a child. Just bring something up, babe, we have got all night.”
  • Marty Stuart and his Fabulous Superlatives, “Nightriding” – Marty Stuart is a shining example of following your own tastes, your own intuition, and especially your own curiosity. For someone who literally knows everyone in Nashville – and there are some judicious guest stars – he loves and honors this stable lineup of his Fabulous Superlatives (Chris Scruggs, Harry Stinson, Kenny Vaughan) not only by letting them stretch out on the various genres he dips into on Altitude but by crediting them as co-producers alongside the engineer Mick Conley. This song is a seductive slab of last call ’60s country-soul, done as well as anyone’s doing it these days. “Everywhere you look, read ’em like a book. Nightriding.”
  • Brandy Clark, “Up Above the Clouds (Cecilia’s Song)” – Brandy Clark’s 12 Stories knocked me off my chair when it came out about 10 years ago. I remember distinctly bending Ed Mann’s ear about it in a bar, and telling my other pal Brian Galensky at the bar he owned it contained the best Kris Kristofferson-style songs anyone was writing. Since then, she’s made great record after great record (“Pawn Shop” off the last one kills me” but this new eponymous album, produced by Brandi Carlile, comes the closest to matching that debut pound for pound without just working over that same ground. This mosaic of shattered heart-glass welded together with hope and a keen understanding of human nature, was the first song on the album to make me stop everything else I was doing and give it my full attention, but it’s not alone. “When your blue eyes are cryin’ ’cause love’s let you down; when a fool’s dream is dyin’ and the sunshine’s all run out, remember there’s a blue sky up above the clouds.”
  • Leyla McCalla, Joy Clark, Lilli Lewis, Sabine McCalla, Sula Spirit, and Cassie Watson Francillon, “Freedom is a Constant Struggle” – As usual, I end the playlist with a couple of songs worth of benediction or prayer. This Roberta Slavitt song, popularized by the Freedom Singers, gets a stirring read led by singer Leyla McCalla and a stellar collection of other voices. “They say that freedom is a constant dying. Oh Lord, we’ve died so long that we must be free. We must be free.”