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2019: My Year In Music

I can't remember the first time I made a list of something. Maybe it was when I was a kid, when the Sears Christmas catalog would arrive and I would dissect it for hours, writing down the catalog numbers of the items I wanted but knew we could never afford. Thankfully, I have more coin now than then, so if I want an album, I will buy that motherfucker immediately.

What follows is a list of albums (well, physical CD's) that I bought this year. The singles of note, however, are all digital. I do miss the physical product of singles -- some of my most played and treasured CD's are singles, from Nitzer Ebb to Dr. Dre -- but if the only way to get the song is to point and click, that's what I'll do. This list is not ranked per se, but it's sorted into a few domains of "quality" (in my case, the ones I played the most). I even have some links, in case you'd like to listen and/or buy something from the artists.

The Diamond Dogs

Control Top – Covert Contracts
Priests – The Seduction of Kansas
Nilufer Yanya – Miss Universe
Ride – This Is Not A Safe Place
Marika Hackman – Any Human Friend
SASIMI – s/t 
Purple Mountains – s/t
Michael Kiwanuka - KIWANUKA
Elbow – Giants Of All Sizes
No-Man – Love You To Bits

The Platinum Pups

Sharon Van Etten – Remind Me Tomorrow
Rustin Man – Drift Code 
Little Simz – Grey Area 
Sudan Archives – Athena 
Beck - Hyperspace 
The Mountain Goats – In League With Dragons 
Weyes Blood – Titanic Rising 
Jessica Pratt – Quiet Signs 
Brittany Howard – Jaime 
Jeff Lynne’s ELO – From Out Of Nowhere 
Hayden Thorpe – Diviner 
Meernaa – Heart Hunger 
Bruce Springsteen – Western Stars 
Vivian Girls – Memory 
DJ Shadow – Our Pathetic Age 
Chromatics – Closer To Grey 
One True Pairing – s/t 
Mike Patton & Jean-Claude Vannier – Corpse Flower 
Olivia Jean – Night Owl 
The Comet Is Coming – Trust In The Lifeforce Of The Deep Mystery 
Angel Olson – All Mirrors 
The Bird And The Bee – Interpreting The Masters Volume 2: A Tribute To Van Halen 
Crumb – Jinx 
Hot Chip – A Bath Full Of Ecstasy 
Billie Eilish – WHEN WE ALL FALL ASLEEP, WHERE DO WE GO? 
School Of Language – 45 
The National – I Am Easy To Find 
These New Puritans – Inside The Rose 
Rammstein – s/t 
Las Nubes - SMVT 
Operators – Radiant Dawn 
Tegan & Sara – Hey, I’m Just Like You 
The Chemical Brothers – No Geography 

The Golden Goodies

Better Oblivion Community Center – s/t
Malibu Ken – s/t 
The Black Keys – “Let’s Rock” 
Karen O & Dangermouse – Lux Prima 
Clinic – Wheeltappers and Shunters 
The Faint – Egowerk 
The Juan MacLean – The Brighter The Light 
Piroshka – Brickbat 
Coldplay – Everyday Life
Summer Cannibals – Can’t Tell Me No 
Pumarosa – Devastation 
Pinkish Black – Concept Unification 
Green Lung – Woodland Rites 
The Raconteurs – Help Us Stranger 
Death Cab For Cutie – The Blue EP 
Sleater-Kinney – The Center Won’t Hold 
Thom Yorke – ANIMA 
Trent Reznor & Atticus Ross – Waves original score
TNGHT – II 
Chelsea Wolfe – Birth Of Violence 
Mark Ronson – Late Night Feelings 
The Divine Comedy – Office Politics 
Vampire Weekend – Father Of The Bride 
Morrissey – California Son 
Alex Lahey – The Best Of Luck Club 
Filthy Friends – Emerald Valley 
Underworld – Drift Series 1 

The Singles Club

KH (UK) – Only Human 
Cold Cave – Promised Land 
Yumi Zouma – Bruise + Bruise (Acoustic) 
Roisin Murphy – Incapable + Narcissus

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