The Year In Music: Superlatives

In lieu of a traditional Top Albums of the Year list, Superlatives celebrates 2013’s many musical accomplishments with equally meaningless awards. Enjoy and don’t forget to check out What Cannon’s 50 Tracks of 2013. Links below. Thanks for participating in this little experiment. 


Album of the Year (For The Haters)
Kanye West – Yeezus

You Read A Compelling Think Piece About…

Ambitious, Experimental Albums That Are Sometimes Indulgent and Sometimes Really Fun
The Knife – Shaking the Habitual
Justin Timberlake – The 20/20 Experience

Ambitious, Experimental Albums From Bands I Really Loved in High School…
…or What’s A Boy To Do When There’s No More LCD Soundsystem
Arcade Fire – Reflektor
Daft Punk – Random Access Memories

Play “Catch That Reference”
Action Bronson & Party Suppies – Blue Chips 2
Chance the Rapper – Acid Rap


A Bromantic Excursion
Run The Jewels – Run The Jewels

P.O.P. (Pursuit of Perfection)
Vampire Weekend – Modern Vampires of the City
Chvrches – The Bones Of What You Believe

Most Well Deserved Overstatement
Drake – Nothing Was The Same

Three Jewish Sisters Who All Sound like Stevie Nicks Christine McVie…
…or Dreams Really Do Come True
Haim – Days Are Gone


All The Breath You Wasted on Miley Cyrus Could Have Been Spent Talking About…
Lorde – Pure Heroine

Really Excellent Folk Rock Albums With Really Long Titles
Foxygen – We Are The 21st Century Ambassadors of Peace & Magic
Neko Case – The Worse Things Get, The Harder I Fight, The Harder I Fight, The More I Love You

Best Deadpan Delivery
Courtney Barnett – The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas

The State of the Post-Punk Revival
Arctic Monkeys – AM
Franz Ferdinand – Right Thoughts, Right Words, Right Actions

Where Were You In ’92?
Speedy Ortiz – Major Arcana

Best McLusky Reference
Anti Parent Cowboy Killers” – Joanna Gruesome (from Weird Sister)


Is That You, Jai Paul?
Jai Paul – Jai Paul

The Crutchfields
Swearin’ – Surfing Strange
Waxahatchee – Cerulean Salt

The #1 Best Redundant Album Title of the Year Award
Pusha T – My Name Is My Name

A Snot Rocket Straight to the Heart
The So So Glos – Blowout

If Metaphors Were Dollars You’d Be Rich But Still Sad
Los Campesinos! – No Blues

Worst Album Art/Best Use of Gospel Choir
Yeah Yeah Yeahs – Mosquito


Sleepy, Sad or Just Stoned
Kurt Vile – Wakin on a Pretty Daze
Ty Segall – Sleeper

Successfully Completed Musical Grand Slam

Least Google-able Band Name
Perfect Pussy

Millennial’s Anthem
Stoned and Starving” – Parquet Courts (from Light Up Gold)


The Hopeless Romantic’s Breakup Record
Rhye – Woman

The One You Love
Eleanor Friedberger

The One Who Loves You

For My Memories of the South…
Hiss Golden Messenger – Haw

…And My Dreams of the West
Mikal Cronin – MCII

Brits Do It Better
Palma Violets – 180


Top 3 Sacred Bones Releases
Var – No One Dances Quite Like My Brothers
Milk Music – Cruise Your Illusion
The Men – New Moon

Creedence Clearwater Revival – Cosmo’s Factory

Late to the Party
Angel Olsen – Half Way Home
Waxahatchee – American Weekend
Miguel – Kaleidoscope Dream
Mac Demarco – 2
Andrew Bird – Break It Yourself
Matthew E. White – Big Inner

Don’t forget: every time you buy a record an angel gets its wings. If you like something you hear, buy it. Support independent artists.

What Cannon’s 50 Tracks of 2013…

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The Year In Music: Tracks Pt. 2

The second of five installments covering 50 standout tracks from 2013. Arranged in alphabetical order, this segment extends from stadium-ready Chvrches to 60s sunshine enthusiasts Foxygen. Click the track names for music videos. Enjoy.

Chvrches | “Gun”

GUNThere are at least three songs from Chvrches’ debut album The Bones of What You Believe that could have gone on this list. My instinct is to call this group “electro pop” as I can’t seem to locate an analog instrument anywhere in their sound but I’m afraid the tag wouldn’t do them justice. Chvrches arrived with a huge, well-honed sound that perfectly reflected the sheer amount of time and energy so many young bands spend crafting their first batch of songs. Singer Lauren Mayberry exudes power and confidence. “You had better run from me/with everything you own,” she declares in the song’s opening seconds before later threatening, “I will be a gun and it’s you I’ll come for.” This is a breakup song with teeth. Chvrches are an emotionally and musically dynamic group: sweet, rough, ominous and melancholy. Of their many successes their greatest might be their ability to fuse these varied elements into a sound that is both full and whole.

Courtney Barnett | “Avant Gardener”

THE_DOUBLE_EP-A_SEA_OF_SPLIT_PEASI’m not sure if Courtney Barnett was on my radar before Pitchfork’s 285 Kent documentary but after her psychedelic performance I was hooked. In typical slacker fashion her debut LP, A Sea of Split Peas, is actually her first two EPs played back to back . The album is chock full of playful gems. “Avant Gardener” is rich on details that, under her practiced deadpan, only become funnier with repeated listenings. “The medic thinks I’m clever because I play guitar/I think she’s clever because she stops people dyin’,” gives you a pretty good sense of where this deadbeat anthem goes. Barnett’s storytelling is wildly entertaining even if her delivery makes it sound like she could care less. At the heart of her songs are a number of fairly universal concerns to twentysomethings such as “When are my parents going to leave me alone?” and “How long has it been since I’ve eaten?’ and “Is anything I’m doing even worthwhile?” Digging into her own ennui with humor and fearlessness, Barnett displays her findings with pride, which she in turn uses to shelter herself from the cruel world of mundane Mondays.

Daft Punk | “Doin’ It Right”

RANDOM_ACCESS_MEMORIESOne of the biggest releases of the year, Daft Punk’s Random Access Memories generously returned on all the hype surrounding it. Composed with astounding attention to sonic detail and backed by a slew of talented session players, the robots truly came alive on this release. While “Get Lucky” may have infected radios all over the country, the Panda Bear-assisted “Doin’ It Right” has all the same pop potential embedded within a cyclical, slow burning structure. Daft Punk have always been able to imbue lyrical simplicity with such nostalgic force that even cynics could be inspired to celebrate and dance so free. Panda Bear has largely done the same thing, albeit beneath layers of dense, lush reverb. “If you lose your way tonight that’s how you know the magic’s right,” he chants while the robots intone the track’s title. Disparate voices coming together with harmonious excellence is par for the course in the discography of Daft Punk. “Doin’ It Right” is a milestone in a career that continues to happily defy logic.

Darkside | “Paper Trails”

PSYCHICIn a mix I made for my sister earlier this month, I suggested that a music aficionado on hallucinogens might describe Nicolas Jaar and Dave Harrington’s Darkside project as “a remix album of Tom Waits songs featuring Mark Knopfler.” I have two confessions to make regarding this analysis. The first is that I can’t stand music criticism that relies on broad comparisons. When people say, “it’s like if ________ had a baby with _________” or “it sounds like a long lost tape of __________ with ___________ as their backing band,” I want to point out that proper nouns are poor substitutes for adjectives. The above statement on Darkside’s music is the closest I’d like to get to that kind of writing. My other confession is that said description perfectly summarizes “Paper Trails” and if you’re into that sort of thing you should probably just go listen to Darkside.

David Bowie | “(You Will) Set the World On Fire”

THE_NEXT_DAYThe return of Bowie was a big deal for a lot of people. I wasn’t one of those people. I like Bowie. Somewhere in my early twenties I fell in love with Hunky Dory (1971) and came to appreciate Low (1977). Though I may have missed the boat on the Bowie mythology (though Velvet Goldmine did kinda blow my mind), I definitely appreciate him as a symbol of lifelong creativity. Furthermore, he still sounds light years ahead of everyone else. “(You Will) Set the World on Fire” may find you crediting Bowie for inspiring The White Stripes, despite the 15 year gap between the latter’s eponymous debut and the former’s fiery guitar romp. The takeaway? This is a near perfect rock song from a guy who’s old enough to have already retired from a normal job in a normal life. Bowie may have come back to earth with The Next Day but in doing so he imparted a valuable lesson on the never-ending role of creative people in world culture.

Deerhunter | “The Missing”

MONOMANIADeerhunter’s Monomania is a perfect study in the drawbacks of consistency. While the band may have just completed a musical grand slam, consisting of four “masterpieces” (that word makes me nervous) in a row, you might never have known it. Deerhunter tends to fly under the radar: critically acclaimed, beloved by fans, but always just a few paces outside the current trends. Their albums are equal parts experimentation and studied songwriting. “The Missing,” like Halcyon Digest’s “Desire Lines” and “Fountain Stairs,” was written by guitarist Lockett Pundt. It contains Pundt’s trademark guitar work: gentle arpeggios and deceptively simple melodies. The atmosphere of the track exudes Deerhunter’s characteristic melancholy. Yet it also happens to contain the record’s most uplifting moment. “The Missing” serves as a helpful reminder of how many different bands comprise the singular Deerhunter.

Drake | “Worst Behavior”

NOTHING_WAS_THE_SAMEThe difference between Drake’s Take Care (2011) and Nothing Was The Same is the difference between an album of outstanding, well-sequenced songs and an album of impeccable timing and flow. Take Care’s tracklist felt like a lesser artist’s Best Of compilation, containing hit after blissful hit. Nothing Was The Same feels more like a highly cohesive portrait drawn to reflect its makers many shades. In “Worst Behavior,” Drake is outraged. “Mofuckers never loved us/now you wanna roll one” he proclaims indignantly. It’s a testament to the variety of his subject matter that these diss songs still feel effective after three hugely successful albums. Drake’s saving grace may be his ability to toss off clever wordplay so casually you could easily miss it. For instance: “Open the mail/stare at the check/enough to make you throw up man/it’s gross what I net.” Or perhaps it’s his ability to turn on a dime from over-time bragging (“I swear I could be Serena when she playing with her left”) to personal details (references to his early days on Degrassi) that put his quick ascent into perspective. Either way, at this point Drake’s continued success should be no surprise to anyone.

Earl Sweatshirt | “Sunday” (ft. Frank Ocean)

DORISMy early enthusiasm for hip-hop collective Odd Future has waned over the past two years. Like many others, I’ve put a lot of stock in the group’s foremost outstanding members: Earl Sweatshirt and Frank Ocean. Ocean has always stood apart from the group as the lone R&B vocalist while Earl is universally accepted as one of the great young talents in hip-hop and the collective’s most inspired voice. Unsurprisingly, their collaborative effort on Earl’s dark and woozy Doris is a resounding, addictive success. While Frank playfully speak sings his way through some of his sexual and social predilections (“they called me soft in high school/thank god I’m jagged/forgot you don’t like it rough/I mean he called me a faggot”), Earl explores the imbalance between his creative energy and his emotional connections. “And if I hurt you, I’m sorry/the music makes me dismissive,” he explains though it’s clear he isn’t exactly interested in changing. The shuffling beat moves as if it’s trying to hide from itself while these two talented emcees attempt to navigate their own winding, oblique paths. If they don’t necessarily discover the way through it’s alright. Watching these two explore is pure pleasure.

Eleanor Friedberger | “Stare At The Sun”

PERSONAL_RECORDA collection of pop stunners that should always be played with the windows down on a warm summer night, Eleanor Friedberger’s latest album matches her idiosyncratic storytelling with massive hooks. Personal Record feels like a tribute to the music of New York City in the 1970s and “Stare at the Sun,” isn’t so far from Velvet Underground’s “Rock and Roll.” It contains some very precise, charming imagery. “Give me your toothpaste/give me your ointment/give me your body in bed,” Friedberger demands to her aloof subject before admonishing them with, “If that was goodbye, you must be high,” a hilarious and yet touching kiss off if there ever was one. As always with Friedberger, its tough to say where the autobiography ends and the exotic parable begins. Yet, that only adds to the allure here as Eleanor whisks us away to the fairytale New York that we all want to believe in.

Foxygen | “San Francisco”

WE_ARE_THE_21st_CENTURY_AMBASSADORS_OF_PEACE-MAGICThe late 60s have always been a privileged period in musical history. Garage rock has seen a thrilling revival in recent years thanks to Ty Segall and his Bay Area cronies. Meanwhile, dedicated weirdoes like The Flaming Lips and Tame Impala keep psychedelia alive. Yet the influence of the folk rock blends that were occurring around this time period is somewhat harder to pinpoint. Except, of course, with Foxygen. Their studious recreation of the shambling love songs and pre-hard rock riffage of this era transcends mere homage. Foxygen are also extraordinarily talented songwriters and arrangers. Consider the evidence of “San Francisco,” from their hugely successful (and amazingly titled) We Are The 21st Century Ambassadors of Peace & Magic. The album is delicately put together with a wide range of instruments meant to compliment the dreamy imagery it contains. Perhaps meant as a nod to Tony Bennett’s “I Left My Heart in San Francisco,” Foxygen gives voice to the lost love who, as it turns out, was quite alright with being left behind. Lacking the self-seriousness of a tribute group and eschewing tongue-in-cheek parody, Foxygen leads a growing field of bands mining the past for sonic and emotional inspiration.

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