My Top 16 For 2005
And I'd like to use my "Best Of" as a way to pay tribute to our many siblings-in-arms in the mp3 blognation. For, put simply, I downloaded most of these tracks from mp3 blogs-- most likely, from our friends at Music For Robots or via some link from our other friends at Junkmedia's World of Sound. So I tip my cap to them before regurgitating the filtered results of their hard work. Please visit as many mp3 blogs as you can, until your brain starts leaking, perhaps starting with those listed in our sidebar over there on the right.
Now, to get down to it. In no particular order, my top 16 mp3 downloads of 2005:
I am a fat sucker for these treacly Ryan Adams piano ballads.
Both Philly-style and catchy as hell, and it was in some big commerciacal.
I know very little about contemporary country, but Silkworm did a great cover of Mr. Fulks' "Let's Kill Saturday Night," and I followed up and found this song, which makes me feel as country as I'll probably ever feel walking through Times Square with my iPod on.
This just reminds me of all the good reasons that Mac MacCaughan got under my skin in the first place.
Darnielle just keeps getting better and better. Seriously, cut it out, or I may pack up my guitar and throw it under the nearest truck.
All credit due to the tireless online championing of Breitling & Breitling.
I had to pick a track.
I love this twangy elegiac punk rock shit.
This is the sexiest song I heard all year, somehow.
This is the second sexiest song I heard all year.
Hometown boys, rally caps.
Not unlike Ryan Adams and his piano, Chan Marshall and hers just wash me into a little tear-filled tide pool, where I float helplessly, like a tiny plankton thing.
This track replaced my academic love for the Books with something more emotional.
Was this this year? I don't know. It's still just...wow...though. Makes me wish I had 12 arms and a bigger ass to swing around.
Like much of their recent work, gently pulses you along on your wistful way.
Somehow reminds me of my favorite Swans song, "God Damn the Sun," only with considerably less tragedy.