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101 Favorite Albums of 2024: 49-25

Tired of me yet? I hope not, because we’re only halfway through my favorite albums of 2024! As stated, there was an insurmountable amount of excellent new music this year, even more so than other years. There’s tons of probably excellent albums still on my list, unlistened to. This top 101 is only a small sampling of the excellent music released this year. I hope you find something on this list that’s appealing to you, and that you fall down a rabbit hole because of it. I rated everything I listened to this year, and this portion of the list is in the healthy 8/10 to 8.5/10 range.

Nearly all of these write-ups are copied directly from other previous posts on this blog. I’m editing them but please keep that in mind in case there’s a nonsensical reference or anything.

#49. Tyla – TYLA

This one came to me via recommendation, and I’m indebted because I loved this. I’m normally hit-and-miss on R&B, but this was pretty much all hit for me. It’s worth noting that I chose to listen to this on an evening where it was very nearly 100 degrees, and this is hot weather music. It expertly blends many different pop music influences, roping afrobeats and R&B into African pop. It’s also very sultry music, as sweaty as this heat-stroked listener was. This has the makings of a third or fourth album from a big-name artist who is priming themselves for an arena tour – not a debut from a hot but still underground artist. It’s an extremely impressive debut, one of the best of the year. She’s gonna be huge in no time.

#48. Perennial – Art History

I have had the absolute pleasure of interviewing two members of this band, two people as bubbly as the music is. I’m a massive sucker for mid-00’s dance-punk, a la The Hives and Be Your Own Pet, and that’s exactly what Perennial does. Their third album continues the trend, just a bunch of quick little blasts of melodic punk. No song sticks around long – the record is 12 songs and 21 minutes. Most of them are sonic blasts, high-energy party songs, with a couple more experimental tracks (or segments) thrown in to break the pattern. Clean guitars, dual vocals and nonstop ferocious energy will make you feel like you’re in a club in 2005 seeing a great short-lived band with a terribly long and stupid name all over again. This is punk for everyone, get to this one immediately. Long live Perennial. 

#47. Julie Christmas – Ridiculous And Full Of Blood

I almost made it all the way through the year without knowing that Julie Christmas put out her first record in a decade. This utterly deranged lady used to sing for a band that is quietly one of my favorites, Made Out Of Babies. Her third solo record follows in that band’s footsteps exactly, with a number of intimidating and turbulent post-hardcore songs. Her screamy vocals sound exactly the same as they did a decade ago, she hasn’t lost the touch. These songs are loud, relentless and quite frankly, a bit unsettling. Her vocals have always had the urgency of someone who needs to go to the hospital. The music is boisterous, but always stays restrained enough to really let Christmas shine vocally. It’s intense stuff – and not on enough radars. 

#46. Yard Act – Where’s My Utopia?

I somehow completely missed Yard Act’s first album, but their 2023 standalone single “The Trench Coat Museum” completely roped me in. Their second album regrettably doesn’t feature the song, but it follows in the same trend – tongue-in-cheek music that blends post-punk through indie. It’s one of a hundred great post-punk albums this year, and maybe the best of the lot. The band is a lot heavier and faster than, say, Cheekface, but with the same humor and spoken-word vocals. “We Make Hits” is one of the best songs of the year, a meta song about selling out in the face of global destruction that sounds ripped from the LCD Soundsystem playbook. The band never stays quiet or complacent, adding riotous elements to practically every song. Even the lengthy “Blackpool Illuminations” seems to be a self-reflective ballad, before it turns into James Smith arguing with himself through two mics like an old Jim Gaffigan bit. It’s riveting stuff. Maybe it’s a little difficult, but I can see it having a broad appeal.

#45. Los Campesinos! – All Hell

I feel like I’ve grown up with Los Campesinos! Truthfully, I have. You look at the bouncy, quirky and goofy indie they were doing in 2009 and compare it to this record. I’ve been around since day one, and it’s so great to see the band come back to take a victory lap like this. This is the most mature they’ve ever sounded, a healthy mix of bombastic songs and quiet burners, an expected mix of lyrics that are both tongue-in-cheek and brutally emotional. The band has always been openly left-wing, but they’re unfiltered here, to great success. They’ve shaken off the directly catchy, vocals-and-bells rhythms of yesteryear in favor of indie that’s patient and introspective. That’s been the case for a while, but even more so here. The band sounds both calmer and angrier, an effect of maturity. But don’t think that it’s all a serious affair, we’ve still got songs like “Adult Acne Stigmata,” “Hell In A Handjob” and “The Coin-Op Guillotine.” Yet another winner from one of the strongest catalogs out there. 

#44. Tyler, The Creator – CHROMAKOPIA

Few artists have grown and changed like Tyler. This is so flagrantly not the same man who made Goblin. I couldn’t shake the feeling that Tyler is the musical equivalent of It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia, in that he always manages to play off the zeitgeist. In 2011, he was making homophobic jokes and brash public statements. In 2024 he’s vulnerable and telling stories about trauma. Sure, chalk it up to maturity, but I think it’s more calculated than that. Tyler innately knows what gets people going. In fairness, I totally shunned Tyler because of his lyrics until Flower Boy, never gave him a fair shot. I still haven’t listened to his older music. But I loved Call Me and I pretty much love this. He’s a full-on raconteur now, embodying characters that blur the line of reality (including a first-person from a female POV). Most of these songs are self-reflective and depressing, but not in the paranoid way that a lot of other rappers have adapted. These are just songs about pointing out your failures and flaws. It’s one of the most earnest records of the year, even as Tyler sings in character. But also, some of them are just funky and funny, too. It’s well-rounded! 

#43. Porridge Radio – Clouds In The Sky There Will Always Be There For Me 

Another winner from one of the most unique acts in indie music. The British trio makes indie music that is at home with bands like Built to Spill, but might make listeners a little uncomfortable. Singer Dana Margolin has a gritty voice resembling Francis Quinlan from Hop Along, but with a backing band that’s filtered through the looseness of Hole. The whole album is off-the-cuff and extremely raw. It could even be more Tom Waits than anything. The music this band makes is wholly unique, and it’s fair to say that some normal indie fans will be turned off by it. But I’ve them hot on them for a few years now, and this is a real standout. 

#42. The Messthetics/James Brandon Lewis – The Messthetics & James Brandon Lewis

I love jazz, but I simply never keep up with any new jazz. The description for this hooked me, though, due to who the Messthetics are – they’re the rhythm section of goddamned Fugazi. And this album is exactly what you get when you take a bunch of punk veterans who have transitioned into jazz. It’s hot, often very free-form and improvised but never so much so that the songs lose structure. Most of the tracks are uptempo, aided by the full-album collaboration with saxophonist James Brandon Lewis. This album is, just to put it simply, hot and undiluted fun. A hearty recommendation to anyone, even folks who don’t spin jazz. 

#41. Latrell James – Running In Place

If I had to pick a word to describe this album, it would be: vibrant. The local (Boston) rapper’s new album is quick and diverse, a bunch of short songs that range from muddied to sweet. Mostly, the album is very fun. Pristine production is a key factor here, making the brightest songs pop with effortless energy. No idea sticks around too long, making every song seem like a fleeting thought in a complicated mind. There’s some easy, brilliant stuff happening here. 

#40. Gouge Away – Deep Sage

I love Gouge Away, some good ferocious hardcore with melodic punk woven in. There’s tons of bands that sound like Gouge Away, and yet they’ve always had something distinct I can never put my finger on. It might be Christina Michelle’s profoundly intense vocals, or the fact that the band always seems to straddle the hardcore and post-hardcore line – two genres similar in name only. Their newest release takes a slightly softer approach, with more patient songwriting and more downtime across the record. It’s still mighty, it’s just more vulnerable as ever, too. I’m not sure if the enhanced formula works quite as well as the original one, but I think further listens will truly determine that. It might just be that this album is more of a grower than previous ones. Either way, it’s still one of my favorites of the year. The grading curve is high. 

#39. Magdalena Bay – Imaginal Disk

I was hesitant to even put this on my radar because the year is so clogged with excellent indie and the record is so long that I wasn’t sure I’d get around to it. But rave reviews of both professional and personal manners convinced me – and it’s fun as hell. A loaded but never bloated indie-pop record, this one is not afraid to take chances. One song might be bouncy, standard indie-pop a la Charly Bliss, the next might be jazzy indie. The duo jump into 70’s ballads and drone guitar on a whim. A curated tracklist means the more ambitious tunes elevate the more standard tunes, so they all bounce off each other rather than seem like hits-and-filler. It’s nearly an hour and yet there isn’t a skippable moment. I’m not sure if I ever heard their debut album, but this sophomore release feels like a true mission statement. Don’t sleep on this one. 

#38. The Cure – Songs of a Lost World

I’ve never been the biggest Cure fan, mildly appreciating their hits but never digging much further in. I’ve stated this elsewhere, but a lot of new wave and 80’s alternative bands are ones I’ve only recently gotten into, Cure included. This album is not close to my base knowledge of the band, but/and it is extraordinary. Every song is agonizing slow, often several minutes until we hear Robert Smith’s gorgeously pained vocals. This is a personal and grim album, even by Cure standards, but it isn’t totally bleak. It’s the musical equivalent of grieving, with the sparks and pains of the ups and downs. It’s all midtempo, which is almost always a death knell for me – but it all works. Every song is excellent. The Cure could’ve hung it up or kept touring on legacy status, but their first album in sixteen years is an instant bonafide classic. Occasionally, the biggest bands really do put out the best music.

#37. Geordie Greep – The New Sound

Geordie Greep has lost his goddamn mind. The former frontman for black midi is on his own after the band’s sudden break-up. The indie band was already bizarre, but now Greep is in full control and he’s unrestrained. The core of this album still sounds like black midi, with rapid-fire songs filled with staccato and unpredictable rhythms and a lot of talk-singing, to where the end result feels like musical vertigo. But he’s also added Latin elements, jazz, blues, bongos, a lot of paranoid oomph, and just even more unpredictability. Oh and there’s the genuinely moving cover of a 40’s pop song that closes it all out. It’s an impressive solo debut, especially for one as wildly ambitious as it is. If you liked black midi, as I often did, then you’ll like this. 

#36. Avalanche Kaito – Talitakum

I have no clue where I pulled this one from, and I wonder if I stumbled on it while forgetting the name of Hiatus Kaiyote (who put out a great record this year). I put this one on completely blind, and my god, I loved it. It combines two things I love – noise music and African music – into one. Traditional African rhythms are deployed courtesy of singer Kaito Winse, while he’s backed by a noisy duo from Belgium. The result is a downright thrilling and unpredictable album that stays on the fun side of experimentation without sacrificing energy. This is the type of thing designed exactly for me, and I can’t wait to dig into their previous albums. It’s tough to talk about highly experimental music like this, but if it sounds up your alley, then it probably is. Definitely one of the better releases this year.

#35. BRICKLAYER – BRICKLAYER

Haha this rocks, what a surprise. Another local winner, and one I’ve stumbled onto while knowing absolutely nothing about the people behind it. This quick little debut (I think?) album comes rife with indie-punk jams, guitar-heavy and fun as can be. The band describes their own music as danceable thrash, which is pretty accurate. It’s not out of league with, say, The Hives. These songs are quick, many of them raucous but clean and bouncy. Can’t wait to hear them on a stage at some point. “Gay Breakfast” is already one of my favorite songs of the year. Editor’s note: This band has already, unfortunately, broken up.

#34. Full Of Hell – Coagulated Bliss

If you asked me to list my favorite metal bands, I’d list a couple of heavy-hitters before spouting Full Of Hell right out. The extreme metal band has been pushing the sonic limits of metal and noise for years now, in between more experimental collaborative albums. But their latest solo (?) album takes a half-step back. Sure, these songs are still ostensibly grindcore, often clocking in at under 120 seconds, but there’s elements of hard rock and classic heavy metal thrown in. There are breaks, and more development to (some) songs. I mean look at the cover – their previous non-collaborative albums all feature dismal black and white art, but this one is vibrant. It represents a minor but maybe necessary shift in their music. This record fits in with the others, but has enough going to stand out, too. Plus, there’s plenty of classically abrasive bruisers. Great stuff from an always excellent band. People going in thinking “metal” may mean something like Sabaton are going to be shocked and disappointed, but for those that like the experimental noise, this is the one to beat. 

#33. Xiu Xiu – 13″ Frank Beltrame Italian Stiletto with Bison Horn Grips

Let this be a lesson to all musicians out there – you can just call your albums anything you want. The experimental band’s fourteenth (!) album tones things down a little bit, but still brings in a lot of competing ideas and emotions. It’s riveting at times, other times just funny or horny. It’s always fun, even if it challenges your preconceived notions of song structure. If you must toss Xiu Xiu into a genre, it’s alternative, but only some songs really resemble anything indie. I can’t say I’m an expert in their music, but I will be soon. This is the third album of theirs I’ve heard, and the third I’ve adored. 

#32. girl in red – I’M DOING IT AGAIN BABY!

I’ll admit that I went into this one with low expectations – girl in red’s debut album was a bold mix of indie and trap influences, but something about it really didn’t grab me personally. Obviously I was alone, as it immediately launched her into a stratosphere rarely seen by indie artists. Well I’m aboard now, because this sophomore album is a blast start to finish. These songs are abrupt, and mostly very energizing and manic. When they’re not, they’re sweet and earnest. It’s a mix of stuff more chaotic and varied than her debut, and all the better for it. At only 27 minutes, the only real downside is that it could’ve used some more.

#31. Lily Seabird – Alas,

Another local indie artist I know little at all about. Shout out to Allston Pudding radio for introducing me to this one (hey Andrew, when does it air? Every Monday 4-6pm and Tuesday 10-noon EST!). This album has all the makings of a quaint little affair, but some of these songs get deep and heavy. The heavier songs start to take on a 90’s fuzzy quality, even shoegaze-y at points. But not all the time, often Lily keeps things softer. Everything works, there isn’t too much of a good thing. Every song feels introspective, some feel vulnerable while some feel distant and cold. This is earnest music, and that something so well-developed and well-produced can come from an upcoming indie solo artist like this is just impressive. To be blunt, I loved this. 

#30. Cindy Lee – Diamond Jubilee 

I realize the placement of this one is actually low compared to most other blogs and publications. This album – originally only available in physical formats and YouTube – is quietly dominating the year-end list game. The expansive indie album from the drag queen persona of former Women frontman Patrick Flegel is a throw-everything-at-the-wall release. It’s an eclectic mix of psychedelic pop, 60’s R&B, indie rock, garage music, and about 100 other things. The album embodies the old school feeling of dumpster diving through the $1 bin at a vinyl shop and finding some forgotten Motown gems. The album intentionally doesn’t flow, so that one idea sounds different from the previous one, yet all fits within one wide umbrella of 60’s influences. Detractors will say the length is a problem – and to be honest, I agree. At 32 songs and 122 minutes, it’s too much; every song is neat, but the ones where Lee is really cooking make some of the more meandering, noodly ones feel a bit unnecessary. However, this one is a massive achievement, and simply unlike anything else released this year. Or, possibly, ever.

#29. Charli XCX – BRAT

The other album dominating the year-end list game. For years, Charli XCX has been in sole possession of a sweet spot in pop music. She’s consistently made music poppy enough for wide appeal, but weird enough to avoid Top 40 weight and arena tours. It’s allowed her to keep getting blank checks to make big-budget weirdness, with time to exist in the fashion and modeling worlds. Put simply: she’s the coolest artist around. So I was disappointed in her 2023 album Crash which, despite the literal car crash cover, was her most conventional album since her rudimentary debut. I was afraid to address it at the time, solely because I was worried that that path would continue. It didn’t. BRAT is completely wild. This is hyperpop at its finest: boppy and melodic, but extremely unpredictable and glitchy everywhere. No, not on the level 100 Gecs or anything, but still chaotic. Save a couple of more tender songs, these are jams.

Charli has spent years branding herself as a cold, partying brat with an impressive clique – “Mean girls” backs this up. But despite this image, Charli is very upfront with her emotions on this record. There’s songs of self-doubt and gender questionings. These are vulnerable songs, sung loudly, but still masked behind boisterous music. The lyrics are there for dissecting, but they’re easy to miss as well. That I picked up on all of this in one listen is itself impressive – I normally don’t pay attention to lyrics much on the first go-around. This is such a complete portrait of an artist who knows her personal strengths and weaknesses. I don’t really listen to full records multiple times unless they’re instant favorites, but I will for this one. It demands it. Maybe it’ll be a favorite anyways. One of the best pop records of 2024, easily.

#28. Salt Cathedral – Before It’s Gone

I heard one of the songs from this album on the radio many moons ago and kept a mental note to check back for an album. Finally, it’s here, and it’s glorious. There’s nothing particularly inventive happening here, yet it all feels original. I know little about this duo, but what they make is beautiful. This is atmospheric indie, almost gospel-like. There’s always rhythms, but some are fainter than others. Some exist only on a breeze and a vocal lick, others bring in hand drums and conventional pop songwriting. Add in some authentic and balanced lyrics, and you’ve got a multi-influenced gem of a record. This is pop music for people who don’t like pop music. Real winner!

#27. Amyl & the Sniffers – Cartoon Darkness

I’m a simple man, if a song has fast guitars and Amy Taylor yelling some curse words at me in a thick Australian accent, then I like that song. I absolutely adore Amyl & the Sniffers, and their third album is chock full of drunk-punk goodies. These songs are exactly what you expect and exactly what they need to be – a collection of fast and loose punk songs that are sometimes about vulnerability, and sometimes about hammering down some beers. While the band ventured out into more exploratory terrain on the second album, they double back down into fun punk here. Uncoincidentally, I like this record more than their second one (their debut remains an all-time favorite, though). Put it on and destroy your own house.

#26. Father John Misty – Mahashmashana

If you look closely, Papa John’s has slowly deconstructed his character. For years, the indie-folk god was making constant headlines with ridiculous and provocative statements, simply for his own amusement. But he’s been quite as of late, and this album might be an indicator. His sixth album (under this moniker) is probably his most “adult” one yet, though his music has always had an older-crowd appeal to it. He’s still making some wild swings lyrically, but generally he’s more honed in on ennui and personal troubles. He’s also stretched his songs out even further, with multiple 6+ minute epics here. Most of the songs are measured and seem to have a Highway 61 influence, of full-band folk that grabs an unchanging rhythm to match poetic meanderings. It’s also maybe his best album yet, and certainly features his best individual songs (check my favorite songs of 2024 post for more). Folksy, earnest and consistently catchy, this one has broad appeal. 

#25. The Bridge City Sinners – In The Age Of Doubt

Give a quick shoutout to water. A couple years ago I was at Riot Fest in Chicago when I took a break to refill my water at the sole water station on festival grounds. Right next door is the smallest stage, where the Bridge City Sinners were playing and readers, I was hooked immediately. Bands shouldn’t still be finding new ways to combine genres, but here we’ve got hardcore bluegrass. The band – and I was already a huge fan by the time the plane wheels touched back down in Boston – sings about heavenly bodies and beasts and mythical creatures, complete with occasional gnarly screaming, all done through acoustic Appalachian instruments. I imagine there’s other bands out there like this, and they’re not far removed from psychobilly, but I don’t know of anything in this alley. Their new album is as great as their previous ones. This is certainly one of the more niche entries on this list, but I will make it my mission to get them their widest audience.

This was really a struggle, some of these deserve a top 25 spot and would surely get it in a quieter year. I’m not even confident in my own list placement. But! Check back tomorrow for the finale, 25 absolutely enormous, unavoidable and truly wonderful records.

Since I can never help myself, here’s another five records I wanted to include: Folterkammer – Weibermacht (operatic black metal), The Smile – Wall of Eyes (Radiohead offshoot prog-indie), J. Mascis – What Do We Do Now (guitar indie from an all-time legend), Laura Jane Grace – Hole In My Head (punk from an all-time legend), Thee Oh Sees – SORCS 80 (a thought experiment where Jon Dwyer recorded garage rock with no guitars).

My 40 Favorite Songs of 2024

Well, that’s done. Welcome to the first installment of my yearly series where I write thousands of needless words on all the music I loved this year. If you actually read what I do on this blog (why?) you may know that I attempted to chronicle every new release I listened to in blast reviews. I mostly kept up until mid-November, when year-end posts started looming. There’s a stalled-out half-post in my drafts that probably won’t ever get finished. It was a bad year to try and do this project – because this may have been the best year for new music of my whole life.

Every year I say the same thing – I prefer listening to and discussing full albums as opposed to songs. There are never as many songs I’m eager to discuss at year’s end as there are albums. But, I couldn’t narrow my list of songs down to any fewer than 40 (and I narrowly avoided a last-minute bump up to 45). One interesting trend in this list is collaborations: there’s five collabs on this list, and two more that initially made the cut but got dropped. I’m not sure why that is, exactly, but it really caught my eye. It’s also, much more predictably, an indie-heavy year. Most of my favorite albums this year were indie releases, which is the standard. It follows true for individual songs; 31 of the 40 songs here are ones I would describe as indie, and I’m being conservative. I promise I like every kind of music, I’m just an indie kid at heart. Alright enough talking, here’s 40 great ones.

#40. Orville Peck & Willie Nelson – “Cowboys Are Frequently Secretly Fond of Each Other”

Sure, the song is a joke, but it was written for a reason. The culture of cowboys being hyper-masculine and tough is one that really isn’t true historically, and this one takes a delightful dig at homoeroticism from cowboy to cowboy. Who better to do it then the most famous outlaw country singer, and the gay upstart in his wake? The song was initially made famous by Nelson in the 80’s, but was already a cover then. Nowadays it’s a lot less controversial, but the tongue-in-cheek lyrics remain provoking. Also, it’s just a great country collaboration. Hearing Peck’s bass voice sing about sexuality and even gender questioning is itself comical, if also lending credence. It’s a light, fun and eye-opening tune.

KEY HUSH HUSH: And a small town don’t like it when somebody falls between sexes / No, a small town don’t like it when a cowboy has feelings for men

#39. TORRES – “Collect”

There’s always two sides of TORRES. The side that’s more common is the easy-going, tender side of her music, emphasized by the recent surprise collaborations with Julien Baker. But TORRES separates herself from indie contemporaries by sneaking in some menacing songs every so often. No secret that “Strange Hellos” is one of my favorite indie songs. The centerpiece of her new album – the best TORRES album yet – is this song that’s got a nice vocal melody undercut by lyrics that sound ripped from a gangster movie. It’s a tense song, and much the album surrounding it is softer and sweeter. People have been sleeping on TORRES for far too long; wake up before she comes to collect.

KEY TORRES MISSION STATEMENT: Did I hit a nerve?

#38. Sheer Mag – “Eat It And Beat It”

I’m usually against singers changing genders when they do a cover (looking at you, Buble), but this one I’ll allow. And no, this isn’t a cover, but it is a tune that sounds ripped from the 70’s. An obvious play on P-Funk’s “Hit It And Quit It,” this song has the aura of a classic rock tune, and inverted gender dynamics via singer Tina Halladay. Sheer Mag have always adapted a 70’s-rock style sound, but this might be the best and most unfiltered 70’s song yet. It’s Thin Lizzy or Deep Purple reawoken in 2024. Outside of some cool glitchy production that happens during the guitar solo, this is just a straight old-school rock song. Halladay sounds excellent on vocals, and the whole band is energized. I feel like I’ve been waiting for Sheer Mag to let loose on a song like this for a while. You like rock music? It’s alive and well.

KEY DOUBLE ENTENDRE I THINK: And when you hear that dinner bell ringin’ / You’re for whom it tolls

#37. The Body – “A Premonition”

The mark of a great band is one where you can hear a song you don’t know by them but instantly recognize who it is. The mark of a better band is when they can still experiment within their own unique style and produce something new. There is no band out there like The Body, and they’ve never made the same album twice. Chip King has some of the most, erm, distinctive vocals in all of music, and the band always finds new ways to incorporate them into the songs. This song takes King’s signature squawking and chops it into little metrical bits, as if it’s a remix of some sort. To be clear – this is not a song that will be enjoyable to most people. It’s relentlessly heavy, moody, devoid of rhythm and centered around unintelligible yelling. The Body are the kings of extreme music and this is one of the more rousing songs they’ve put in the last few years. Layers of suspiciously dormant synths sit under drums and squawks without a true song structure. This is far and away the most inaccessible song on this list (though I challenge the common man to test #15). Ready yo have your concept of music challenged? 

KEY TOTALLY UNINTELLIGIBLE LYRIC: Flames reflect on the low clouds

#36. Misuser – “Behind the Fence” 

I did a much better job at paying attention to regional New England music this year, and it was a truly fruitful experience. This isn’t the only Boston artist on the list! I stumbled onto Misuser totally blind while wandering around Nice, A Fest this year in between sets I had mapped out. I stepped into a goth party at the Rockwell, and this new one is the epitome of the sensation. This sounds ripped from the 80’s with breathy vocals, layers of synths and damp production. It’s a moody and engrossing song, one that’s easy to get lost in. Dark pop at its finest. Add in some excellent vocals and you’ve got a real great local gem. 

KEY VOCAL BREAKTHROUGH: On the outside! 

#35. Ducks Ltd. – “Train Full Of Gasoline”

I mentioned at the top that there’s a few truly dissonant and disruptive songs in this playlist, and you may think this is one based on the title. Nope! This is a very fun little indie ditty, just one that moves at a lightning speed. I wasn’t familiar with Ducks, Ltd. before this year, but it seems that most of their songs to date are like this one. It’s jangly, fun and clean guitar pop, not too far out of the realm as a band like The Hives. The lyrics are gleefully bombastic, and the vocal melodies are catchy as he*k. Despite the violence in the lyrics, there’s something about this song that feels purely innocent. Had I not heard this one a million times on indie rock radio I may not have warmed up to it so much, but I did, and it’s been stuck in my head since maybe March. 

KEY PLEASE SEE THE MOVIE SORCERER: A way to get yourself set Up to roll back down that same long track / Set up to explode like a train full of gasoline

#34. Arab Strap – “Allatonceness”

You can thank my constant indecisiveness for this song making the cut. Initially this hefty Arab Strap tune sat at #41, only making the list at the last minute because I didn’t feel like writing about (spoilers) a second Decemberists song. My list is mostly full of soft indie anyways, so let’s get some chugging bass going. This song is a mission statement, one that feels ripped from the IDLES song “Colossus” – an album opener with spoken-word vocals, bluntly left-wing lyrics and bass that sounds like it’s going to kill you. This is an intimidating song, one about the slow conservative takeover of the world. There’s no love lost in the lyrics, taking aim at grifters, groomers, rapists and the freaks who imploded their own lives because Buzz Lightyear kissed a guy or whatever. What I’m saying is: bring this energy into 2025. 

KEY SAY THIS WHILE IT’S STILL LEGAL: They’ve got your attention / The groomers and griftеrs and they’ve all done thеir own research / They’ve got your attention / Antagonized fanboys while Nazis and rapists sell merch

#33. Katy Kirby – “Hand To Hand”

Angel Olsen didn’t really do much in the public eye in 2024, so Katy Kirby was here to pick up the reigns. Her excellent second album is full of indie-folk tunes, but this one in particular sounds like Angel Olsen. Maybe a backhanded compliment to highlight it for sounding like someone else, but it’s here because it’s a gorgeously sung and expertly crafted song.I love music that’s ambitious and experimental, but sometimes a warm, beautiful indie song can really scratch an itch. This is mid-00’s forest indie at its best. 

KEY LYRIC: It’s a pact, it’s a covenant / Handshake deal, turning hand to hand

#32. Sasami – “Honeycrash”

Sasami is largely unclassifiable, and the fact that I heard this song on indie rock radio sort of proves that. Her previous album Squeeze saw her take a more industrial approach to her music, coupled with the very nu-metal album cover. And yet she’s still welcomed by the indie crowd. “Honeycrash” is somewhat similar, it’s a heavy song marked by blaring guitar and withdrawn (but gorgeous) vocals. But it still feels alternative, because it isn’t really dissonant or off-putting in a way that even basic industrial can be. Also, it’s a love song. This is a song that is easy to get lost in, one that feels way longer than it is in a good way. It’s pained and slow, and the only real melody comes from the vocals, but intoxicating nonetheless. A unique entry on this list. This is the first slice of a new album, and I’m already hype. 

KEY WEEPING ON THE FLOOR: Honey, crash into me / Like a storm into the sea / Like blood on the silver screen

#31. Hinds – “En Forma”

I’ve been in the Hinds camp since the beginning, something about the Spanish band’s joyous indie really touches me in a way a lot of indie bands don’t. The duo-turned-quartet is back down to a duo, and they’re freer than ever. Nowhere is that more obvious than in the song and video for “En Forma,” a rousing and emphatic vocal-and-percussion tune. Now I don’t speak a word of Spanish, but the energy of this song is easily infectious enough to where it doesn’t matter. Besides, why limit yourself to music you understand? This is energetic, poppy and supremely confident. Hinds have always been fun, but they’re better than ever. 

KEY MAKING RELATIVE SOUNDS WITH MY MOUTH: Mírame no puedo más

#30. Beach Bunny – “Vertigo”

I love Beach Bunny so this is a loaded statement: I think this may be their best song yet. Despite losing a member, the band has never sounded so locked-in. The energy in their power-pop is always infectious, but it hits a new high here. The guitar rhythms are simple but effective, and Lili Trifilio’s vocal melody is a best-ever. BB’s music is often at the edge of punk, but too innocently sweet to be lumped in the genre. The energy here is high-octane and the closest they’ve come to punk yet (though it’s still decisively pop). This band excels at making songs you can hear a hundred times, and this is one I don’t think I’ll get sick of for a while. This might be the taste of a new album, I’m not sure – I hope it is. 

KEY ENTIRE BAND MISSION STATEMENT IN ONE LINE: I’m protecting myself from emotional healing.

#29. Tunde Adebimpe – “Magnetic”

This is absolutely the song on this list I’ve heard the fewest times. Most of these I’ve heard 10+, maybe 20+ times. This one was a shoo-in the second time I heard it. I love TV on the Radio, but I was only ever into their high-energy stuff. The indie band had a knack for making ruthlessly fast-paced and danceable tunes, and the singer’s first true solo song picks up where the band left off a decade ago. Although the band has reunited for some shows, it seems this is the first taste of a solo record. This song is all about the whiplash tempo and Adebimpe’s adept vocals. He sounds as good as ever, keen to deliver standard lines like the opener “I was thinking about my time and space / I was thinking about the human race.” Just throw this one on and try not to snap your fingers.

KEY TUNDE HAS BEEN MISSED: I know the skill of doing loops in the fire / What they gonna do with a lightning rider?

#28. JPEGMAFIA – “don’t rely on other men”

I’m the specific blend of caucasian where there’s only one rap song on this list and it’s from JPEGMAFIA. Peggy is at his best when he leans into the heavy synths and unpredictability – the gnarlier the beat, the better the song. The beat of this one isn’t complex, it’s just a loud, plodding thump of a synth and a sample of the word “down,” taken from the line “I hear you went down.” Who spoke this? Brian Cox, in “Succession.” Beside the point but neat. Add in some metrical guitar and Peggy’s characteristically precise flow and comical-but-tough lyrics and you’ve got a classic JPEGMAFIA track. This one arguably stretches closer to hyperpop than full hip-hop.

KEY CLASSIC PEGGY LINE: I’m with my bi bitch, we being bipolar / Together we burn through that bread like a toaster

#27. Alluvial – “Death Is But A Door”

There isn’t much to say about this one – it’s a death metal song centered around a sick, one-note riff. The whole crux of this song is one guitar bend through distortion, and I can’t explain why it wails so hard but it does. By purist standards, this sneaks in as my favorite metal song of the year (although there’s one coming that I’d argue fits the bill). I don’t even particularly like this band but the mix of the punishing djent tempo and the nu-metal guitars is just heavy. 

KEY WELLNESS CHECK: An empty gun on the floor / To show you time is but a window / And death is but a door

#26. Vampire Weekend – “Gen-X Cops”

Vampire Weekend’s fourth album, Father Of The Bride, went the way I was afraid it would – complacent adult alternative. The whole album was somewhat boring, too sunny and devoid of the manic energy of early Vampire Weekend. Thankfully, they’ve kicked back into high gear. The intensity of this one rivals anything on their debut, and with better production. And in classic fashion, they’ve taken the throwaway name of a Hong Kong action film and turned into an examination of generational differences. It’s not profound, exactly, but it is poetic amid the mania. The guitar riff is sleek and energetic, there’s a great harp line in the chorus, and Ezra’s vocals are at their best. 

KEY INSIGHT: Each generation makes its own apology

#25. King Hannah & Sharon Van Etten – “Big Swimmer”

What a calm song. This is a very peaceful indie tune, with a unique format. The song is split into halves, with the same lyrics. The first half is acoustic, the second half electric. It’s the paralysis demon of Guided By Voices. Singer Hannah Merrick has a very smooth, soft voice, and her borderline-spoken word approach works magnificently here. Even in the electric portion, this song never gets very loud, it’s all about the beauty. Magnificently subtle and gorgeous, and a hell of a lot different than the boisterous songs peppering this list. 

KEY NOT SURE WHAT THIS LINE MEANS: I’ll swim at anything

#24. The Last Dinner Party – “Sinner”

These ladies shot to the top of the music world so quickly that I was initially very skeptical. But once their debut album came out, that was erased – yeah, they’re really that good. I got pretty obsessed with this song, their second single as a band, early in the year. The indie band has an aura of being fun but respectful, raunchy but sweet, and this song lives up to it. The music is straight indie, a classic verse-chorus-verse tune. There’s a healthy guitar lick that kicks in during the chorus and disrupts the metrical and balanced music around it. Vocally, their rhythms are always great. And lyrically, this song has that same tight balance – innocent, but hinting at a veiled provocation. It’s a full song, with many individual pieces. Most work in harmony, a few in discord, and the end result is one of the finest indie songs of the year. But also not even my favorite from them. More on them in a bit. 

KEY SECULAR FLESH: I wish I knew you / Before it felt like a sin

#23. Blondshell – “What’s Fair”

Sheesh this one is rough. There’s no sugar coating – this is a call-out to mom for doing a bad job. Blondshell, the solo project of Sabrina Mae Teitelbaum, dances around blaming her mom, herself and fate for her mom’s job as caretaker, or lack thereof. Blondshell’s music is guitar-heavy indie, largely a throwback to 90’s alternative fare. This song specifically wouldn’t sound out of place on Exile In Guyville, it has the 90’s snark and poppy vocal rhythms layered over a healthy guitar lick. It’s a despondent and self-critical song, but it’s somewhat easy to gloss over it because it is infinitely catchy, too. And if you think this is as mean as Blondshell can get, well, keep reading. 

KEY EVERCLEAR INSPIRATION: What’s fair, what’s a fair assessment of the job you did? Do you ever even regret it? 

#22. Lily Seabird – “Grace”

In a just world this would’ve been a breakout song. I heard this one on Allston Pudding radio (live on uncertain.fm every Monday 4-6pm and Tuesday 10-noon), and it’s just one of the most unique songs of the year. The intro piano rhythm has the innocent sound of a 2010 indie song, and Seabird’s voice matches it. It starts off as a pleasantly melodic little tune, until the guitar kicks in. The chorus is a rollicking, heavy guitar drone ripped from Dinosaur Jr., and it disappears just as quick. Listen closely and you’ll pick up the 5-second Neil Young guitar lick, too. This song is a true amalgam of just cool stuff, a lot of individual elements that shouldn’t work together and maybe don’t, but it’s extremely interesting. 

KEY PAINFUL RELATABILITY: I won’t forget the color of her eyes / The way she smiled when she said goodbye

#21. Yard Act – “We Make Hits”

I appreciate a good honest song. And “We Make Hits” might be the funniest song of 2024, a meta and self-effacing song analyzing why exactly Yard Act exists in the first place. It’s a song about remaining anticapitalist despite signing to Universal, because I mean, they’re poor and climate change is gonna get us all anyways. It’s existentialist, maybe, but it’s also very tongue-in-cheek. The culture of “selling out” seems pretty dormant (thankfully) and this song really puts it to bed. Oh also, it’s just a jam. Yard Act puts the -punk in post-punk, a genre that was surprisingly fruitful in 2024. It’s funky and energetic, obviously a song made to be played live. Even if you don’t pay attention to the lyrics, it’s easy to get lost in how hyper-catchy this one is. 

KEY UNDERSTAND THE NUANCE: I’m still an anti-C-A-P-I-T-A-L-I-S-T / It just so happens that there’s other things I happen to be

#20. Friko – “Crimson To Chrome”

The first time I heard Friko on the radio I was convinced it was a mid-00’s deep cut that I had missed. The band has the punk spirit and rough production of the dance-punk heyday. But no, they’re fresh out of the oven, and their debut is chock full of indie goodies. This song has like three or four insanely catchy rhythms, a rare song where the verses are just as memorable as the choruses. But that chorus, it’s perfect. The vocals are despondent and paranoid, the rhythm is unstable, and yet it’s all a giant jam. High-energy indie tune and one that sounds ripped from the same year that these youngsters were born. 

KEY THESE KIDS ARE WAY TOO YOUNG TO FEEL THIS WAY: We’re either too old, too bold or stupid to move, I guess we’re / Caught on the wrong side of the shoe again

#19. Rick Rude – “Wooden Knife”

One chronic problem I have with media is that I’m rarely ever interested in revisiting something. I almost never listen to an album twice, even ones I really love. This year, I tried to do flash reviews of every one I listened to, and Rick Rude’s Laverne fell through the cracks. The period between me listening and me attempting to write a review was so large that I had nothing to say. Thankfully, I listened to it again – which is when I fell in love with the opening track, one that I hadn’t even earmarked on the first listen. This is just a rousing punk song, one that’s got splashes of emo and pop-punk, but still stays firmly in raucous territory. Loud, fast, fun, and extremely catchy. And it’s all named after Rick Rude? Ravishing work. 

KEY alright i was afraid this was going to happen at some point, the lyrics of this song don’t seem to exist online anywhere. given the name of the band, i can instead offer a FIVE-STAR WRESTLING MATCH OF 2024: Donovan Dijak vs. Anthony Greene at Beyond Wrestling

#18. The Last Dinner Party – “The Feminine Urge”

You can pretty much transpose everything I said about “Sinner” here. A lot of the songs on their debut record have a bit of raucousness to them, but this one is mostly a ballad. Surprisingly, it’s my favorite track on the whole album. It’s not as baroque or full-band as most of their songs, opting instead to be a vocal-forward song. Lead singer Abigail Morris already has an excellent voice, and this one has a legendary vocal rhythm to lend an assist. The whole instrumentation of this song, and even the verses, are not the strongest work the band has done – but this song has maybe the best chorus of 2024. It’s one that plays on a loop in my head for hours, never getting old. 

KEY BEST VOCAL KEY CHANGE OF THE YEAR: Do you feel like a man when I can’t talk back? / Do you want me, or do you want control?

#17. The Smile – “Read The Room”

It is kind of amazing how Thom Yorke and Jonny Greenwood have managed to make a new band that simultaneously does and does not sound like Radiohead. This song on paper has the elements of a late-career Radiohead song, but in practice it’s not all that similar. A laggy, prog-like guitar line lumbers through this song and gives it an almost drone-like quality. Yorke provides a typical high-pitched vocal line, but it’s also more droning than normal. The song is tantric, at first middling but increasingly tantalizing, like a snake charmer. There’s also a nice left-field bridge where Greenwood briefly remembers that chords exist. These guys are kings of patience, and this is a fine example of how slow, droning and simple rhythms can still make something catchy and complex. 

KEY ATYPICAL THOM YORKE LINE: But I am gonna count to three / Keep this shit away from me

#16. Ride – “Portland Rocks”

While I always respect a band leaving their comfort zone, Ride’s seventh album was ultimately a big misfire. The best song on it, as it goes, was the only truly traditional Ride song. The shoegaze revival is just as alive as the nu-metal one, and Ride were originators. This song is centered around a spacey and heavy guitar riff, one that’s naturally melodic but also layered under enough distortion to make it sound like it’s actively fighting gravity. That alone would be enough for a classic song, but the vocals add another element here. The vocals are urgent and emphatic, a call to anyone listening. It gives the song a slightly unstable feel, even though everything exists in harmony. But more than anything else it’s just a great rock song. These guys can still kick absolute ass.

KEY VOCAL HOOK: Why do I feel this way? / Like I’m hanging off the edge of the world

#15. Uniform – “This Is Not A Prayer”

You can record all the death metal songs called like “Putrid Pus Seeping Out Of A Baby’s Anal Wound” all you want, stuff like this is the most unsettling music out there. Uniform are a melodic band, but they’re the most miserable band in music. Angry, misanthropic and passionate, this is music for people who feel bad. Their songs always fall through the cracks of genre, following basic rock structures but not really being rock, metal, or post-hardcore. They’re closer to industrial than anything, but even that isn’t quite right. Regardless, this is the best song they’ve ever done. Michael Berden’s signature growl renders most of the lyrics unintelligible, and sounds genuinely threatening. This is a percussive song, with a pounding drum line hitting for all six-plus minutes straight. It’s loud, frantic and paranoid. These are all the elements of Uniform’s music, but the band just keeps improving on them with every album. One of the most unsettling songs of the year, and despite all the earworms on this list, this is truly me music. 

KEY EVEN GENIUS ISN’T SURE: I’ve got a wish to be as lithe as a sapling / Waist pulled back into spine ([?])

#14. IDLES & LCD Soundsystem – “Dancer”

No reason to mince it, the new IDLES record was a major disappointment. The nominally punk band took a turn towards ballads, and most of them just didn’t work. The lead single is an absolute banger, one of the most bass-heavy songs in a bassy catalog. The music here is intimidating and the chorus is huge, one of the biggest sing-along songs they’ve done yet. Frustratingly, they don’t really have anything to say here – and they’re known for hyperspecific points of interest, political targets and satirical aims. I can’t find an angle here that’s anything than just dancing. And yet, the song is so huge that it doesn’t really matter. Only IDLES can make a song so danceable and raw at the same time. Also this “features LCD Soundsystem,” but it doesn’t – James Murphy and Nancy Whang sing background vocals in the chorus. Still a wild get!

KEY STILL KINDA IDLES: Shoulders back, chest out, I’m poised / Like a goddamn ape, so to speak

#13. Pissed Jeans – “Everywhere Is Bad”

The beauty of Pissed Jeans music prior to 2024 was the way they would take their sardonic pessimism and roast some very specific subject – middle managers, guys with fetishes for being ignored, etc. For their sixth album, though, they’ve expanded their horizons and overcorrected. The album’s best song satirizes the very concept of a place, in case the title was not enough of a clue. It’s the antithesis to the hokiness of “The Heart of Rock and Roll,” in that they list off place by place and why it sucks. Sure, it goes from Boston to Austin to Vegas, but in case you think they’re serious, they roll through Heaven to Proxima B to nonexistence, too. It’s low-hanging fruit, but it’s funny, and it rips. The band drains the normal sludge out of their music in favor of bulging hardcore, and even with normal lyrics this would be one of the best punk tunes of the year. As you can expect with these guys though, it’s funny as hell.

KEY ONE THAT’S PROBABLY ACCURATE: Hell? Too many dudes!

#12. Father John Misty – “She Cleans Up”

If you look closely, you’ll notice that Father John isn’t really doing his gimmick anymore. He’s quietly stripped away a lot of the ostentatious and questionable parts of his ‘personality’ in favor of just focusing on music. His new album sees him doing long songs – even by his standard – with a lot of folksy meandering. This one, though, rips. This is one of the most fun and lively songs he’s done since his early solo days. The chorus to this one is catchy as all hell, with a wicked guitar riff accompanying the otherwise jolly music. If you’re like I used to be, on the fence with this madman, then let this song sway you. Think this is the only FJM song on this list? Time will make a fool of you.

KEY OH BROTHER HERE WE GO AGAIN: I had a vision that Mary of Magdalene / Saw the future that awaits us just before Good Friday eve

#11. The Decemberists – “Oh No”

Outside of a few songs, the Decemberists never really hit for me. I think it’s on me, but I always found their style and aesthetics a little pretentious. Their ninth album was fine, I enjoyed it somewhat, but I do think it all ‘clicked’ for me. The second single and second track is fun, it’s got gleeful pessimism. Some soft horns kick it off, and the central, pulsating rhythm almost feels culturally mariachi or Latin. There’s some sort of dinner party feel to this, even as the lyrics cryptically hint at multiple evils befalling a wedding night. It’s good old sinister fun, and one of the best indie songs in a stacked year. Is this one of their best songs or did I finally just get older?

KEY COLIN MELOY HAS NOT CHANGED: And it seems that we’ve caught you in tow / Between the devil and the devil you know

#10. Real Estate – “Water Underground”

Another classic example of the “did I include it last year?” thing where a single comes out in one year and the album another. I’ve never been a fan of Real Estate, to me they’re always template indie, the most basic and diluted form of the genre. But sometimes it works, and I love this song. A bubbly guitar line matches a practiced vocal rhythm into something that’s just simply pleasant. It’s a very melodic song, a tick above their normal standard songs. Sometimes you just need a little feel-good burst, and this makes me feel nice and warm. It’s a summery song, good for laying down in the grass and watching the clouds.

KEY LINE THAT HAS BEEN STUCK IN MY HEAD ALL YEAR: Water underground / won’t you cool me down, wash over me?

#9. Blondshell & Bully – “Docket”

It was a quiet year for two of indie rock’s most detached ladies, but they did both jump on this stellar song. It’s a logical pairing – Bully, an established grunge singer with a pessimistic catalog, and Blondshell, a youngster who runs a bit poppier but still with heavy guitar. This song rips – still indie and melodic, but with a guitar-heavy chorus that would bring a tiny smirk to the face of J. Mascis. Also, in a cold year filled with international misery, this is just fucking mean. It’s about hoping your boyfriend leaves town so you can start scouting other guys for fun. It’s sung with a cold intensity that implies this one is 100% real. Still an earworm, though.

KEY PLEASE DON’T DO THIS TO ME: I put men on the docket / Give me a curse, I caught a bug / He should be with someone who’s more in love / Not someone eating for free

#8. Fontaines D.C. – “Starburster”

Fontaines D.C. were probably already drying up the well across their first three albums, of midtempo and metrical post-punk. So they delivered a massive left-turn with a rap-rock song. The nu-metal revival is alive everywhere you look, and it’s infected the very Irish alternative band. This song is rousing and mean in a way that’s super fun. Grain Chatten is simply not a man who I ever expected to have bars but he does. He dominates this song and is clearly having a blast. It’s raucous and loud, a wild fusion of alternative, hip-hop and electronic with a jokingly somber bridge too. The power play worked – these guys are on top of the world now. 

KEY LINE I KEEP SINGING IN A BAD IRISH ACCENT: I wanna head to a mass and get cast in it / That shit’s funnier than any A-class, innit?

#7. Father John Misty – “I Guess Time Just Makes Fools Of Us All”

Papa Drizzle does his best Dylan impression here, though the end result probably sounds closer to The War on Drugs. This 8+ minute folky meanderer sounds musically and lyrically ripped from Highway 61 Revisited, a loose but metrical and repetitive tune with a pleasant full-band melody and predictably forlorn lyrics. It’s the breeziest and most unwound that he’s sounded, even if the subject matter is more melancholy. This one hooked me immediately, it’s rare that I get obsessed with a tune as quickly as I did here, it’s also definitely the best song he’s put out to date, even if it does sound recycled from others. It’s refreshing to hear him shake off all the gimmicks and controversy and just embrace the raconteur elements he’s always had. The music speaks for itself.

KEY DYLAN INSPIRATION: The greatest minds of my generation gladly conscripted in war / Of defending any Goliath that would darken the door

#6. BRICKLAYER – “Gay Breakfast”

Punk’s not dead, it’s just gay now. This song from a short-lived local group (they’re already done) immediately caught my ear in the spring and it’s become a staple for me. When it comes to dance-punk, I’m very basic: I like it. Doesn’t matter if it’s the high-octane guitar frenzy of the Hives or the synthy repetition of LCD Soundsystem, I like it. This is the former, an excellent guitar ripper with earworm melody and punk energy. The vocals are strong and the production is humble, it has the warm and echoey production of a 00’s indie tune. Just fun as hell, to be honest. This one puts me in a good mood and has me shadowboxing the ceiling. Fun!

KEY BREAKFAST ITEM MENTIONED IN THE LYRICS: Lucky charms!

#5. MJ Lenderman – “She’s Leaving You”

I’m convinced that there’s nothing this guy can’t do. The Wednesday guitarist has a solo career that’s starting to surpass that of his primary band. I’ve been comparing him to Neil Young, with his off-the-cuff americana indie songs that can range from acoustic meanderings to gnarly grunge. I thought the reason I loved him was for how loose and seemingly semi-improvised his songs sounded, but this one is very metrical and stable in its structure, and it’s one of my favorite songs from him yet. With the exception of the first verse, it’s devoid of specific references and unique scenarios, and has a reasonable vocal meter. His vocal delivery is resigned, which matches the song’s “back to business” lyrical meaning. It’s a serious song from a guy who put a 10 minute song about Guitar Hero on the same album. Lenderman’s vocal delivery is the star. He’s an excellent guitarist but more often than not, his off-kilter vocals are the winner. Same goes here. Try to not start randomly singing the chorus to yourself during the day, I dare you. 

KEY RELATABLE LISTLESSNESS: You said “Vegas is beautiful at night” / And it’s not about the money, You just like the lights

#4. Mannequin Pussy – “Sometimes”

The beauty of all of Mannequin Pussy’s previous songs was their ability to take chaotic punk energy and cram it into the walls of an indie tune. The beauty of their true breakout hit, however, is Marisa Dabice’s vocals. This song takes what are admittedly barebones and thin lyrics and lets Dabice scream them into relevancy. She sings the extended climax of this song as if she’s screaming for help buried underground. It sends a chill down your spine. This song starts off a little more restrained than the band is used to, though still clearly punk. It’s a bit of a red herring; this isn’t a verse-chorus-verse song but one that crescendos to a huge climax. This might be the band’s biggest and most conventional song to date, so it’s surprising that it’s also their best. 

KEY SCREAMING IT IN THE SHOWER: I’m a giver I would give it all to you / Even if it meant that I would have to choose / Between my life and now it’s aging fast for you / Sometiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimes

#3. Warpaint – “Common Blue”

There’s a specific type of song that makes me feel like I’m on an airplane. It’s a spacey breeziness, and even most spacey songs don’t have it. The list is short, and I do have a playlist specifically for plane travel (“The New Pollution” by Beck, “1/1” by Brian Eno, “Miss U” by Kitty). I love air travel, and making this list is an extremely high honor in my eyes. This song is crafted in such a way that I always feel like I’m floating in the atmosphere, even when it’s on the car radio. Warpaint are always queens of breezy, light harmonies, but the real beauty lies in the production. Bands don’t always record together in the studio, something masked by producers. But here, it’s obvious that every element was recorded individually and textured together. Elements work against each other, not with. One synth line plays in the back of your ears when a vocal line suddenly plays at the front. It’s a simple song at its core, but sounds like a completed puzzle. And all of the pieces are calming – especially that synth line that plays before the chorus. It’s only a couple notes, but it’s like melodic Xanax – with headphones on, it’s something that soothes my brain immediately. This is a song to cure a headache, to disappear from the world, to listen to on liftoff, or just any other time you need a quick break. It’s a top 5 of the year easily.

KEY BRAIN MASSAGE: Maybe, baby, we only have one life to live / Maybe, baby, we can be a butterfly

#2. Kim Gordon – “BYE BYE”

I desperately want to know the story of how this song came to be. All eleven tracks on Kim Gordon’s beyond excellent record The Collective are centered around beats from Justin Raisen. Allegedly, he designed these beats for rapper Playboi Carti. Instead, they ended up in the hands of 71-year-old alternative legend Kim Gordon. The album’s lead single is the best of the bunch, and sounds like no wave updated for a mumble rap era: huge, menacing beats and Kim Gordon talking ‘lyrics’ that are just a list of things to do and pack before leaving for a vacation. And then two minutes of absolute guitar shredding. This is a dense and foreboding song, but if you’re into it, it’s an earworm. It’s one of my most played songs of the year. Few people have ever operated at Kim’s level, and she’s still doing this. 

KEY THINGS TO PACK: Eyelash curler, vibrator, teaser, bye bye!

#1. Waxahatchee & MJ Lenderman – “Right Back To It”

The list started with an indie-country collaboration and it’s going to end with one. This song came out in early January and by the third or fourth time I heard it, I already knew it was going to be a lock at #1. This was an insanely competitive year but it was going to take a “Dance Yrself Clean” to top this. “Right Back To It” is one of the most beautiful slices of Americana in years, from one established artist already well-known for beauty, and one fitful youngster known for warped sincerity. The calm banjo opening to this implies the breeziness of it, and the tear-jerkingly happy lyrics bring it home. It’s simply an easy, harmonic and gorgeous song about almost-unconditional love. A hundred times in and it still sounds as fresh as the first time I heard it. The best song in a deep Waxahatchee catalog full of excellent Americana tunes. It was always going to be this.

KEY DON’T CRY LYRIC: But you just settle in, like a song with no end / If I can keep up, we’ll get right back to it

And that does it! However, because I just can’t help myself, here’s five more I almost included: Suki Waterhouse – “Supersad,” Jack White – “That’s How I’m Feeling,” The Decemberists & James Mercer – “Burial Ground,” girl in red – “Too Much,” Jamie XX & Honey Dijon – “Baddy On The Floor“

Check back in starting tomorrow for my 101 favorite albums of 2024! It’s a hefty list.

Beyonce – “Lemonade”

(Photo Credit: honourmymystique.com)Grade: A

Key Tracks: “Don’t Hurt Yourself,” “Freedom,” “Formation”

Beyonce’s previous album, one of the only albums that I’ve felt deserved a self-title, was a masterpiece ode to love, sex, celebrity and family. And it’s release was revolutionary, the kind previously reserved to more predictably innovative acts like Radiohead and Nine Inch Nails. So expectations were high coming in to her next album, and although we’ve gotten an entirely different album than what we expected, it’s every bit as good, if not better, than expectations.

“Beyonce” felt like she was opening the doors into the private life of her and Jay-Z, into a world we shouldn’t really be hearing. The album was like we were all the winners of a Golden Ticket, getting a brief look inside the magic world of music’s most powerful couple. Well, this album also feels like something we shouldn’t be hearing, but for the opposite reason. “Lemonade” is full of personal clapbacks aimed at Jay, with the lyrics stopping just short of specifically telling us he’s cheated, and with whom (it was Becky with the good hair, who is supposedly Rita Ora). It is an emotional and personal roller coaster, with as much revenge as regret. Jay-Z might be one of the richest and most powerful men in entertainment, but no one can wrong Bey and get away with it.

There are memorable lines across nearly every song on “Lemonade.” She wastes no time in addressing the issue, on the ballad opener “Pray You Catch Me,” singing “You can taste the dishonesty / It’s all over your breath.” On the follow-up “Hold Up,” she laments being in her position, saying “What’s worse, looking jealous or crazy?” before deciding that she’s already been jealous, so she’s choosing crazy. Indeed, the album might feel a little crazy, with nearly every song serving as a very public response to a very private issue. But it also serves as part of the album’s identity, as an ode to black women. Anyone can – and should – listen to “Lemonade,” but it isn’t an album designed for everyone. There’s no proper radio bangers, and it’s intentional. If there were, we wouldn’t all be listening to the message. By developing her own marital problems, she addresses issues of women, occasionally black women, and puts them in a context that’s often pushed against in media. It’s been an interesting trend over the years, as Beyonce has voluntarily become a voice for black pride. This continues here in just about every context – musically, lyrically, historically and visually.

If she sounds frustrated on the first two tracks, then she’s totally over it on the next two. “Don’t Hurt Yourself” has some of the album’s most blatant lines – “You ain’t married to no average bitch, boy / You can watch my fat ass twist, boy / As I bounce to the next dick, boy” – that quell any notion that she has been singing from a fictional POV. She wrote a diss track about her own husband. I mean c’mon, that’s incredible. And it drags onwards into “Sorry,” which is not an apology for anything (nor should it be). “Now you wanna say you’re sorry / Now you wanna call me crying” she sings, holding it over Jay’s head. Elsewhere, on “Sandcastles,” she laments, “I know I promised that I couldn’t stay / Every promise don’t work out that way.” The album’s best line goes to “Love Drought”: “Nine times out of ten I’m in my feelings / But ten times out of nine I’m only human.”

Musically, the album is kind of all over the place. It needs to be, it highlights Bey processing a terrible thing and going through a range of emotions. What this album successfully tries to show is that, at the end of the day, she’s as human as the rest of us. She might sound justified, only to come off as too angry or too forgiving, because she’s not perfect.

The collaborators and co-writers are key to understanding the diverse music. She often reflected the styles of her collaborators on her self-titled album, namely Drake and Jay. It was done then because of the album’s secrecy. On “Lemonade,” it is done out of appreciation. The album is about appreciation – of yourself but more so, of others. And if the lyrics are multi-faceted, so are the collaborators. Jack White nails an appearance on “Don’t Hurt Yourself,” a blues-rock tune. “Freedom” is about black pride and is easily the most intense track, unsurprisingly featuring Kendrick Lamar. James Blake pops up on an interlude that is really just a James Blake song. The Weeknd turns “6 Inch,” a song about identity, into one of the album’s smoothest. She reflects all of their styles out of appreciation for their own work. Animal Collective and the Yeah Yeah Yeahs get songwriting credits for lyrics taken from their songs (on “6 Inch” and “Hold Up,” respectively). And “Hold Up” features co-author credits from EDM superstar Diplo and indie singers Ezra Koenig and Father John Misty. Going even further, Led Zeppelin, King Crimson, Jerome “Doc” Pomus & Mort Shuman, Burt Bacharach and “Prisoner 22” show up in the sample credits.

The music is as much of a journey as the lyrics, with all of the above artists contributing their own sounds. “6 Inch” is sultry, “Forward” is an electro-ballad, “Don’t Hurt Yourself” is a blues-rock kicker, and “Hold Up” sounds like what a Beyonce song written by indie singers would sound like. “Daddy Lessons,” one of the only songs about something other than her husband’s infidelity, starts with a New Orleans jazz sound before transitioning into an ode to her father, with a country-esque backdrop (taking in her Houston heritage). It sits right at the album’s midpoint, a standout that shows how divisive the album’s feel can be. And early single but visual-album afterthought “Formation” sounds (and looks) like New Orleans.

This was an album that no one was expecting, about an incident that we had only ever speculated about. But it’s an album we need – an affirmation for women who have been cheated on, and a call to arms for black women around the world. It’s not like black pride and feminism are new topics for Beyonce, far from it. But it’s the personality she’s decided to mold herself into that has allowed her to become such a powerful force in the world socially. The music has helped that, too. We don’t know what’s in store for the Jay/Bey marriage, but given the quality and rapidity of his music lately – or lack thereof – she may have just driven a nail into the coffin of his music career. And she did it with one of the albums of the year.

-By Andrew McNally