Favorite Albums

Give You The Ghost is a potent mix of double-drum heartbeats and agile melodies, and it strikes both emotional and visceral nerves.

A vivid rendition of an ageless sound with fresh flourishes.

This is the album we’ve been waiting for, Air’s grand return to the cosmos, the proper follow-up to Moon Safari

Sharon Van Etten’s tender third LP, Tramp, produced by The National’s Aaron Dessner, is the best of this young year.

It would be difficult to come up with a better title for ScHoolboy Q’s second album, Habits & Contradictions. It’s a calming album at times, but leaves the listener’s pulse racing, even after 17 tracks and over an hour of music.

What began three years ago as a concocted Myspace timekill for teenager Dylan Baldi, has now evolved into a Steve Albini (you know the guy who produced In Utero and Manic Street Preachers) produced third album.

With their debut Ester, Trailer Trash Tracys find that invisible median between analog and digital. How do they do it?

I tend to bristle at the indie blogosphere’s obsession with taxonomy, the impulse to create ridiculous subgenres that group artists under arbitrary categories. But Eric Harvey got it right when he coined the term “PBR&B.”

It is the rare piece of music that can speak to many, yet speak to one.

An Album by Korallreven is unfocused, funny and strange. And that’s why it’s a triumph. Korallreven aren’t afraid to have fun and try their hands at everything, and it’s refreshing to see a band not taking themselves too seriously.

In more ways than I can count, Take Care is a farewell to the up-and-coming mixtape Drizzy and the beginning of a 25-year-old veteran having full command of his verbal arsenal.

Atlas Sound rewards us with a harrowing sonic adventure that retains all the expected stark undertones with a greater penchant for incredibly lucid stream-of-consciousness.

Ceremonials is at its core a stellar pop album draped in exquisite and perplexing cloths. Naked underneath is a major new Artist who is worthy of that capital A. Her remarkable new album is too.

Every track is a rhizome teeming with poetry and waves of sound that connect back to a singular theme — nature and music are really one in the same.

Feist certainly isn’t interested in producing tidy little pop songs we can all feel warm and fuzzy about while sipping our mocha frappucinos.

The power of Conatus lies in how it showcases Zola Jesus’ pop sensibility without losing or short-shifting her unique, considered sound in the slightest.

The truth about The Whole Love is better than the hype: It is no more or less than a marvelous late-period Wilco album.

With The Year of Hibernation, Trevor Powers establishes Youth Lagoon as an innovative new voice in dream pop.

In Heaven is well worth the wait and what’s most intriguing about them is how frighteningly vulnerable and isolated they sound.

Do I have enough coins for a cab fare down Elizabeth Street? Where can I find Kirsten Dunst? Is any of this madness really happening? Welcome to the waggish web that Jens Lekman has woven on this short and sweet EP.