1.) Manchester Orchestra – Mean Everything to Nothing
To me, this album demonstrates songwriting at its best. Some good Southern anguish over dirty guitar tones and resounding bass. Best way to describe this amazing band is as soulful indie rock.
2.) The Strokes – Is This It?
This is the album that got me into music. I had always loved music growing up, but it was my parents’ tunes that we would listen to during long car drives. Primitive and simple, yet beautiful and edgy, Is This It? got me through the first half of my teenage years.
3.) The Microphones – The Glow Pt. 2
The Microphones never fail to put you in another world. The guitars provide an atmosphere that is ambient and haunting, while Phil Elverum croons uncertainly. It is somewhat unorthodox, but it made a major impact on me.
4.) The Shins – Chutes Too Narrow
Harmonies and intelligent lyrics make this album one of my all time faves. I love every song more than the last.
5.) Brand New – The Devil and God Are Raging Inside Me
While extremely dark and gloomy, Brand New’s third studio album provides a light at the end of the tunnel. More brilliant lyrics can be found here.
6.) Silversun Pickups – Carnavas
Chock full layers of soothing distortion, Carnavas is a great reincarnation of ’90s shoegaze/emo. Lazy Eye is probably the catchiest song ever written.
7.) Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin – Pershing
Every now and then, I enjoy infectious, bubblegum pop music. I look no further to fulfill that than Boris Yeltsin.
8.) Radiohead – In Rainbows
Radiohead is already classic. Their newest album, In Rainbows, does a great job at almost reinventing their sound, with soaring melodies and well crafted rhythm. Thom Yorke is a fantastic frontman.
9.) Animal Collective – Merriweather Post Pavilion
MPP is one of the most critically acclaimed albums of the decade. Electronic soundscapes blend with interesting percussion, and then vocals are somehow laid carefully on top of this wildly hair-brained, near-perfect LP.
10.) LCD Soundsystem – Sound of Silver
What I would like to do is talk about what anti-folk is, and why it is relevant in the music world today. This being said, I was hoping to learn as much as I can about this subject, trying to authentically reproduce the sound of an anti-folk song, while explaining the culture surrounding this abstract genre of music.
Trying isn’t good enough
You get drunk and your morning’s rough
Spitting venom into cardboard cups
Bile flowing from your heart to the cuff
And as you look all around for where you parked your car
You could’ve sworn you parked that Lexus closer to the bar
Your girl’s calling but your pocket’s too far
It’s too bad you’re not the Lewis to her Clarke
It’s easy not to look a man in the eye
When he’s got his girl running out for Canada Dry
And when she asks you to take out your garbage you cry
“Baby, why you gotta make everything into a fight?”
I’m sorry that she went for you, I really am
But is it so hard for you to try and be a man?
Out of context, I wonder what the hell was your plan?
Doubt you could tell me if I asked, you’d shell up like a clam
Now, if you could read my mind, I wish you would
You’d see that everything you’ve done is the opposite of good
You’re looking for a medal, when you’re really getting wood
Stop shopping for a better model, stick with where you always stood
The only thing you should be looking to fix
Is the way you go out every night looking for kicks
Drowning routine in the bottom of your favorite mix
But Mr. Daniels can’t transport you back to age 26
This was supposed to have a more old school feel to it. Maybe a little Will Smith? I don’t know. I was listening to Mos Def when I wrote it. So…
Yesterday, I went to the Student Center. I was extremely hungry, and I debated for some time on what to get to eat. I decided to go to Wrap-Up and get myself a Chicken Caesar wrap. I stood in line for what seemed like an hour, and stepped up when it was my turn. I ordered my wrap from this pleasant woman, who smiled as she butchered the wrap, several times having to shift the ingredients from one broken shell to a new one. I smiled politely back at her, trying my best to hide my irritation. The procedure took about ten minutes. I’m used to having slow service, but this took me a particularly long time. I’m not one to complain, but when I got back to my table I couldn’t help but mention this to my friends who were sitting with me. My one friend, who can often be quite insensitive, immediately said, “And I thought that women were supposed to be good at making sandwiches.” Obviously, his statement is terribly sexist, but it is, however, a somewhat common stereotype.
Today, I wanted a wrap again. When I don’t know what to get, the Chicken Caesar wrap is an old stand-by. So, I went in the Wrap Up line, it took forever, and when I got there a young man took my order. I waited only thirty seconds, and I was handed my box. I was utterly amazed. This went against every stereotype in the book. I reached my table, expecting something to be wrong with the wrap. It was perfect. I said as much to my friends and that same guy said, “Wow, man, who would’ve thought? A man makes sandwiches better than a woman.”
Now, this isn’t a big deal to me. I am not someone who believes that any one person would be better at certain things unless they work really hard. But I thought it was very interesting that my friend reacted the way that he did. This observation is amusing, but it’s such a weird thing. I did realize that this attitude, though presented in a joking fashion, still presents a threat to the perception of women in American culture. It is a very ignorant standpoint occupied by those who feel that women are directly related with cooking. Both men and women have contributed to the creation of modern cooking, and it is silly to think that it is a woman’s job.