Tuesday 22 December 2015

AOIBTW: 2015 Picks. Albums, Reissues, Tracks and Gigs of the Year

As always, there was so much terrific music to enjoy and get lost in in 2015. Below are lists of the Albums, Reissues and Tracks which have been my favourite, most played records of the last 12 months. No doubt, there are some releases that I have missed or haven’t gave a fair trial, but the ones I’ve chosen point towards a solid, often fantastic year, in my opinion. Indeed, some rules had to be self-imposed to bring my Top Albums down to 30: albums originally released in 2014 were discounted, meaning D’Angelo (vinyl edition was this year, but the album first appeared very late last year) and Gwenno (repressed, having signed for Heavenly) missed out; I can tell that the John Grant and Low LPs are great but don’t feel like I’ve spent sufficient time with them to justify places on the list; though absolutely thrilling in parts, Fuzz’s Fuzz II was a slog over 70 minutes, meaning that, for the first time in years, a Ty Segall-associated record doesn’t appear.

So what did make the cut?

We had wonderful, personal, characterful, immersive records from Julia Holter, Joanna Newsom and Jessica Pratt. All of those adjectives could be used to describe Father John Misty and Ezra Furman too, though their presentation was far more flamboyant and attention-seeking. Twistin' and a-groovin', Leon Bridges brought a contemporary cool to classic R&B which appealed to everyone from Urban Outfitters shoppers to Radio 2 Playlist compilers, scoring him a Top Ten album. Keen to follow in the tradition of songsmiths like Randy Newman, McCartney and Nilsson, Tobius Jesso Jnr turned past disappointments into melodic pop made to last. “Think I’m gonna die in Hollywood” he sang remembering a previous gamble that hadn’t paid off; now one of the industry’s most respected young talents, he ended the year with a writing credit on the Blockbuster Album of 2015, Adele’s 25. It came as a slight surprise to me to find out that Ryley Walker was from Chicago, as many of his touchstones are British: the intricate finger-picking of Bert Jansch, the pastoral jazziness of John Martyn, the sympathetic piano trills of Nick Drake; even Primrose Green’s sleeve seemingly nodded to both Graham Nash’s Songs For Beginners and Van Morrison’s His Band and the Street Choir. Esteemed players from Chicago’s jazz and post-rock scenes provided backing on Walker’s tremendous album, while the rich country-soul of Matthew E White’s Spacebomb band was the perfect accompaniment for Natalie Prass gorgeous, wispy vocals, inadvertently making White’s own Fresh Blood LP look a bit anaemic by comparison.

As well as putting out an ace album under the name Damaged Bug (Cold Hot Plumbs), John Dwyer produced some of his best garage-psych-punk to date on Thee Oh SeesMutilator Defeated at Last, “Web” being a particularly exciting opener. The warm electronic jazz of Floating PointsElaenia swirled around and pitter-pattered across the room…left for a while…before returning with an almighty clatter. Espers-frontwoman Meg Baird and Trembling Bells offered two very different takes on folk music, though both burned with passion, mystery and intrigue. Produced by partner Cate Le Bon, H Hawkline’s In the Pink of Condition was a charming, odd-ball collection of pop, glam and psych in the spirit of countrymen Gorky's Zygotic Mynci and Super Furry Animals. Some took against Ruban Nielson’s move away from cosmic guitar jamming on Unknown Mortal Orchestra’s third album Multi Love, but I really dug it: the funky, skewed pop hooks and smudged textures recalling fellow one-man-bands Shuggie Otis, Cody Chesnutt and Prince. Ought, Lonelady and Viet Cong captured the year’s sense of twitching anxiety and agitation in their own idiosyncratic ways. On Carrie & Lowell, meanwhile, Sufjan Stevens meditated on the death of his mother and made the album of a lifetime: so heart-breaking that you needed to psyche yourself up to listen to it, so beautiful you never wanted to turn it off.

Following a deeply disappointing gig at the SWG3, I went from thinking Deerhunter's Fading Frontier was a delightfully easy-on-the-ear, satisfyingly succinct listen to viewing its nine song, 36 minutes as miserly and mean-spirited (one of the members of the band suggested afterwards that perhaps they had been a bit "too casual" on stage - not the first words that came to my mind in the immediate aftermath!). A few months after the event, having finally calmed down, I realise I was right the first time, and that singles "Snakeskin" and "Breaker" are two of the songs of the year. A very pleasant surprise was how much I loved and played Alabama Shakes’ second LP: with a shift in emphasis from soulful blues-rock to psychedelic soul and stunning, three-dimensional production from Blake Mills, Sound & Color was the sound of a band finding themselves, morphing from retro rockers into – to borrow one of their song titles – future people. Legendary Swedes, Dungen returned on a wave of flutes with my psych-rock album of the year, Allas Sak (translation: “everyone’s thing”), while the highly addictive Sonic Praise by space-rockers Ecstatic Vision was on another astral plane.

One track into a woefully underpopulated set at the Hug & Pint – a furiously thrashy “No Views – and Blank Realm guitarist Luke Walsh was having to replace a broken string. “This happens a lot” said drummer and vocalist Daniel Spencer, part rueful, part proud. Such conviction is probably what compelled the Australian edition of The Guardian to describe them as “the world’s greatest live band”: one who can do it on a cold, damp Monday night in Glasgow. Illegals in Heaven, their most complete LP yet, had the rollicking falling-down-the stairs numbers they're known for (“No Views”, “Costume Drama”), as well as stunning Electric Mainline-era Spiritualized drones (“Cruel Night”) and twinkling ballads (“Dream Date”, “Gold”). The Australian rock scene is ridiculously fertile at the moment, and Dick Diver (stop your snickering – they’re named after an F. Scott Fitzgerald character) have associations with just a few of its biggest names: Total Control, UV Race, Lower Plenty, Boomgates. There were four distinctive songwriting voices on Melbourne, Florida but, to the band’s credit, the tunes all sat together snuggly like a lovingly-made mixtape.

For a group with the gang-mentality and self-belief of Young Fathers, labels and expectations are there to be confounded. “File Under Rock & Pop!” read the sticker on the vinyl sleeve after record shops had placed their previous album Dead in the Urban section. They laughed in the face of the so-called Mercury Curse, returning less than a year after the Mercury Prize-winning Dead with White Men Are Black Men Too: an urgent, energetic genre smash-up, with more than its fair share of hooks. A graduate of the Royal Scottish Academy of Music and Drama, Christopher Duncan composed Architect, an understated, wintery, dream-a-little-dream-pop album. Look at the title and the Rennie Mackintosh-inspired sleeve: this was someone creating a world, an impressive body of work. Even his chosen stage-name – the alluring curves of “C Duncan” – felt elegant by design. Conceived on the Isle Of Jura and displaying a distinct new age flavour, Lease of Life was Errors‘ best album to date. Vocalist Cecilia Stamp added a New Orderish pop sensibility to the likes of “Slow Rotor” and “Dull Care”, while “Through the Knowledge of Those Who Observe Us”, with its beautiful, subtle shifts, may just be my favourite 13 minutes of music released this year.

If 2015 belonged to anyone it was Kendrick Lemar. How do you follow an instant classic like good kid m.A.A.d. city? On To Pimp A Butterfly, Kendrick looked deeper within himself and further out – past his neighbourhood – to comment on what was happening in his country and the wider world. Angry, poetic, antagonistic, thoughtful, witty, sexy, wise, funny: its 80 minutes were densely packed with different characters and voices. It began with a sample of Boris Gardiner’s “Every Nigger is a Star” and ended with Kendrick interviewing Tupac, seeking advice on success, fame and authenticity; in between, practically every form of black music ever was expertly weaved together. It was a timely album, an important album, a complex at times difficult album, but also a hugely rewarding and enjoyable one – one that has raised the bar for what a long-player can be and do. A collaborator on TPAB, Kamasi Washington released his own project in 2015 and everything about it – the sound, the length, the cast list, the artwork, the vinyl package, the title – was Epic. I’ve only just scratched the surface of this three-hour interstellar soul jazz extravaganza but, with its next-level playing, heavenly massed vocals and genuinely breath-taking production, I know I’ll be delving deeper and getting more out of it for many years to come – something I hope to do with all the records on this list.

Click on each title below to hear a track from the record.

ALBUMS (in alphabetical order)
 


REISSUES (in alphabetical order)
Various – In a Moment: Ghost Box (Ghost Box)


 TRACKS (by artists not included in Albums)

Click on the links to find out more and listen



Mercury Rev @ Art School (20th Nov)
Ezra Furman @ Art School (17th Nov)
Father John Misty @ King Tuts (23rd Feb)
Hot Chip @ Barrowlands (16th Oct)
Ryan Adam @ Usher Hall (24th Feb)
Nas @ O2 Academy (2nd June)
Tame Impala @ Barrowlands (8th Sept)
Sleater Kinney @ ABC (25th March)
Jessica Pratt @ Mono (6th April)
Badly Drawn Boy @ Oran Mor (2nd June)

Andy's Aural Advent: 22nd Dec. Monophonics - "Strange Love"

2012’s In Your Brain by Monophonics is one of my favourite LPs of recent years. Its expert playing and production recall the soul and funk greats of the 60s and 70s, but it never feels like pastiche or like the band are going through the motions. It’s a fiery beast of a record. A diverse one, too - the James Brown-like yearning of tracks such as “Deception” rubbing up against phenomenal “I Wanna Take You Higher” highs like “All Together”.

The A-side of their comeback single, “Promises” showed that the ‘Phonics hadn’t lost their touch – described by band members Kelly Finnigan and Ian McDonald as “a natural next step from our last record”, it fit "in the Psychedelic Soul pocket while also using elements of Reggae…kung-fu like horns, and a  shimmering 12-string acoustic guitar”. The B-side, “Strange Love”, meanwhile, felt like something new for Monophonics and was, in my opinion, even better – a take on the lavish Philly Soul productions of The Delfonics or The O’Jays, with a suitably melodramatic and romantic chorus: “my heart just won’t beat without your strange love”.

Monday 21 December 2015

Andy's Aural Advent: 21 Dec. Eaves - "Spin"

"I think it's just trying to find my own sound. It's my first record and it's very eclectic - and the way it could go now is in any direction - but it was really important for me to test every genre. Some of it is simple singer-songwriter and some of it's quite trippy and heavy."

That's Joseph Lyons aka Eaves talking about his debut LP on Heavenly, What Green Feels Like.
Though the comparison frustrates him, there is definitely something of Jeff Buckley about Lyons and his approach: earnest, jumping between styles, ambitious almost to a fault. The "quite trippy and heavy" moments on the record did very little for me, feeling like he was over-reaching, trying too hard, his love of metal-proggers Mastadon shining through. But “Spin”, a (deceptively complicated) "simple singer-songwriter" track, is easily one of my favourites of the year: voice and acoustic guitar spun slowly into gold over five magical minutes. If Eaves chooses this direction, his future could be very bright indeed.

 

Friday 18 December 2015

Andy's Aural Advent: 18th Dec. The Weather Station - "Way It Is, Way It Could Be"

"It's comin' on Christmas, it's comin' on Joni." Whenever this time of year rolls around, I find myself reaching for my Joni Mitchell albums - if out walking in the snow, there's no better companion than Hejira, Joni in her black beret, whispering in your ear, while the warm intimacy of Blue and Court & Spark pick me up and sit me down in front of a flaming wood-cabin log fire (even though I'm pretty sure I've never listened to them in such surroundings).

The Weather Station, another fabulous act on the Paradise of Bachelors roster, take me to a similar place. Certainly, Tamara Lindeman comes on strongly like Clouds-period Joni on “Way It Is, Way It Could Be", a tale of driving through Canada. They're "living out the dream" - or, at least, they should be - "out on the road". It's not just in Lindeman's soothing delivery but in her painterly eye for detail ("you looked small in your coat one hand up on the window") and the physical and emotional geography of her writing - what is her daydreaming partner thinking and what's that look in his eye as the landscape changes, "road giving way to river", around them?

Thursday 17 December 2015

Andy's Aural Advent: 17th Dec. Promised Land Sound - "She Takes Me There"

Released on the always wonderful Paradise of Bachelors label, Promised Land Sound's second album For Use and Delight was so close to making my Best of 2015 list. Its reference points are obvious but impeccable (Americana ancestors like The Band, Dylan, Buffalo Springfield and The Byrds; modern masters and PoB family members Steve Gunn and Hiss Golden Messenger), the playing light, loose and natural.

On "She Takes Me There", it's a desolate Alex Chilton who frontman Peter Stringer-Hyeas resembles, golden George Harrison-style guitar gently weeping around him. A song with such a title would usually be a joyful one, about how just the thought of that special someone is enough to elevate and transport. Here, the subject is taking Stringer-Hyeas to a dark place; he's losing his mind in a waking nightmare: "Well I wonder where she lays tonight...is she laughing, is she crying out to the moon?" The hope is that she's as heartbroken as him, that there's a chance of a reconciliation. Backing vocals provide the heartbreaking truth: "she's over me." A scorched guitar wails out.

Wednesday 16 December 2015

Andy's Aural Advent: 16th Dec. Pond - "Elvis' Flaming Star"

Cheap Thrills meets Where's Wally? when you pull out the inner sleeve of Pond's sixth album Man It Feels Like Space Again. To the Perth band's credit, the music found within is just as colourful: mind-bending, three-minute pop nuggets of the kind MGMT and The Flaming Lips have seemingly forgotten how to write next to longer, more exploratory pieces. Some of the latter style of tracks don't work quite as well, for me, but "Elvis' Flaming Star" is a fine example of the former. 

Man It Feels Like Space Again producer Kevin Parker locked himself away and obsessed over every last finger snap when creating Tame Impala's cerebral Currents LP. Pond's brand of neo-psychedelia, while often detailed, deals in spontaneity and fun ("All I wanna do is get drunk and listen to Dennis Wilson" goes "Sitting On Our Crane"; that's them in a bar on the back cover, drinking and watching the game) and is all the more enjoyable for it.

Tuesday 15 December 2015

Andy's Aural Advent: 15th Dec. DRINKS - "Hermits On Holiday"


In a relatively short time (2009's Gruff Rhys-produced Me Oh My served as an introduction), Cate Le Bon has become one of my favourite artists: a distinctive, endearingly offbeat singer, guitarist and collaborator. In 2013, Le Bon moved to Los Angeles where she met and began playing with LA resident and fellow psych-o Tim Presley aka White Fence. 

Performing under the name DRINKS, the pair's collaborative album of this year, Hermits On Holiday, has the feel of an off-the-cuff one-off: a charmingly odd collection of 60s sunshine psych, clattering jams, jamming clatters, and eat-your-(Beef)heart-out in-jokes. The brilliant title track sounds like a lost no-hit wonder, of the sort you might have heard on the Peel Show between The Slits and Young Marble Giants.

 

Monday 14 December 2015

Andy's Aural Advent: 14th Dec. Bill Ryder Jones - "Two to Birkenhead"

Following on from Martin Courtney's Many Moons yesterday, here's another lovingly-crafted, late-in-the-year gem from the Domino label. Cosmic classicists The Coral have announced a tour and new album for next year (definite cause for celebration round these here parts), but one man who won't be involved is ex-guitar whizz Bill Ryder Jones. Indeed, after the delightful, piano-based A Bad Wind Blows In My Heart, some orchestral soundtrack work and a jaunt as Arctic Monkeys' tour guitarist, Ryder Jones now has a full band of his own and a new LP, West Kirby County Primary. The record contains moments of stark beauty (see the heartbreaking "Daniel") but also some of his most rockin' material to date, including "Two to Birkenhead".

While comparisons have been made to 90s US college-radio heroes like Pavement and Built To Spill, TTB's lyrics are decidedly melancholic and English ("sitting on your hands, well it kind of broke my heart, that wasn't in the plans, when we went to Conway Park") and the vocals put me favourably in mind of Coral contemporaries The Electric Soft Parade, whose 2002 debut Holes In The Wall remains, for my money, one of the great unsung British rock albums.

Sunday 13 December 2015

Andy's Aural Advent: 13th Dec. Martin Courtney - "Vestiges"

Many Moons, Martin Courtney's debut LP, was a late Autumnal treat, which - following on from the Ducktails and Alex Bleeker & the Freaks projects - added extra weight to the argument that the sum of Real Estate's parts is greater than its whole. Indeed, it's gone straight in there at No. 2 behind Ducktails' The Flower Lane in my list of most valued Real Estate properties; a crisper, fuller attempt at something more classic, with beautifully subtle orchestrations.

The lovely Big Star-via-Teenage Fanclub guitar work and trademark Courtney wistfulness ("freaks and friends that we once knew, will they smile like they used to...it's hard to know if we can rely on anything") of "Vestiges" made it an obvious single.

Saturday 12 December 2015

Andy's Aural Advent: 12th Dec. Lower Dens - "To Die In L.A."

Around the release of Lower Dens’ 2012 album, Nootropics, lead singer Jana Hunter was referencing Kraftwerk’s Radioactivity, Fripp & Eno and Bowie’s production work for Iggy pop. These influences were detectable in electronic rock music that was admirably mean, moody and brainy, if often more interested in texture and atmosphere than tunes.

With the first single from their third full-length, Escape From Evil, Lower Dens seemingly moved from the late 70s into the 80s in search of new inspiration and a different tone: “To Die In L.A.”, despite its title, was surprisingly light on its feet, with dancing synth lines and an ascending sing-along chorus (“Time will turn the tide!”). It was all-inclusive in a way their music hadn't been previously – as if the band had observed the commercial and critical love that greeted Future Islands’ open-hearted brand of art-pop and thought “we could do that”. It suited them.


Friday 11 December 2015

Andy's Aural Advent: 11th Dec. Hot Chip - "Huarache Lights"

 
It's Friday, it's the day of my Christmas lunch/night out, and I am ready for the floor.

A couple of years back, I saw Hot Chip arrive on stage at an almost painfully punctual 8.30pm and transform the Glasgow ABC into a bathe-in-the-light rave. And they pulled off the same trick again at the Barrowlands in October. This year's Why Make Sense, an attempt at a sparser, funkier sound, was a bit of a disappointment for me - especially after career-high In Our Heads - some of the tracks feeling underdeveloped, less feeling like less. When cherry-picked and played live, however, the new songs worked well alongside modern classics like "Over & Over", "Ready For the Floor", "One Life Stand", "Night & Day" and  "Flutes" (they've so many now that they can afford to leave out something as good as "And I Was A Boy From School"). A closing mash-up of covers was simply inspired - look up the word "euphoria" in the dictionary and it'll read: '(n) Hot Chip merging "Dancing In The Dark" with "All My Friends" on a Friday night at the Barras.'

Newie "Huarache Lights" - a very Hot Chip call for "something for your mind...body...soul" in a tech-obsessed world where they "replace us with the things that do the job better" - opened the set: an electronic throbber with a human heart. "Machines are great, but...best when they come to life."

Thursday 10 December 2015

Andy's Aural Advent: 10th Dec. Pops Staples - "Somebody Was Watching"

Shortly before he fell ill and died in 2000 at the age of 85, head Staple Singer Pops Staples recorded ten tracks. This music lay unfinished until last year when his daughter Mavis took it to her producer Jeff Tweedy, who stripped away the 90s production and added typically soulful backing vocals from Mavis.

In one of their final meetings, Pops had asked Mavis to sit and listen to the music with him. "Don't lose this", he said to her - poignant words which gave the album its title. Inside, are heartfelt songs glowing with wisdom and humanity about family, friendship and - on "Somebody Was Watching" - faith.

Wednesday 9 December 2015

Andy's Aural Advent: 9th Dec. Young Guv - "Ripe 4 Luv"

Young Guv’s “Ripe 4 Luv” is power-pop perfection done in a soulful, Prince stylee. The echoed multi-track vocals, easy way with an infectious tune, and total disregard for grammar all point towards the Purple One in his mid-80s purple patch. Its approachability is made all the more surprising and pleasing when you learn that the Guv - real name Ben Cook - is a fully-paid-up member of uncompromising hardcore concept-punks Fucked Up. Cook's "a ghostwriter eating pasta as he pens al dente tunes for the likes of Sum 41, Kelly Clarkson and Taylor Swift", according to the tongue-in-cheek press release, but the truth is all those acts would Die 4 a song as good as "Ripe 4 Luv".