It’s time for the top albums of 2012, or the soundtrack for the end of the world. As I type, I’m curious if this article will actually end up published; perhaps we will all be burning in apocalyptic hell-fire in a few hours.
Regardless, whether you are busy getting yourself right with the Lord or stalking up on canned goods and water purifiers, you should at least have a solid playlist.
Ladies and gentlemen, the best albums of the final year on earth. . . .
Kendrick Lamar – good kid m.A.A.d. city
Everyone is sucking Lamar’s dick, and for good reason. To quote Pitchfork, “The miracle of this album is how it ties straightforward rap thrills, dazzling lyrical virtuosity, slick quotable and pulverizing beats.”
Tame Impala – Lonerism
Sophomore album perfection. The new Psychedelic.
Kevin Parker you are easily my favourite man in music right now.
King Tuff – King Tuff
Fresh, new, upbeat, and exciting; this is a funky, innovative style of rockabilly.
Spiritulized – Sweet Heart Sweet Light
It’s no secret that Jason Pierce has had a hard time finding his musical footing since the success of his 2008 release, Songs in A&E.
“If I’m going to make new music now, it better be fucking good,” says Pierce of his new album.
It’s Lou Reed-infused, strung-out gospel storytelling. It’s the way Pierce says he can “catch all the glory and beauty and magnificence, but also the intimacy and fragility, all within the space of the same ten seconds.”
Beach House – Bloom
The perfection of catching whimsical sadness has alway been Beach House’s gig. This album has them reaching their full potential and an insistence that they will not sway from their sound that comes so naturally.
Ty Segall – Slaughterhouse
Self-proclaimed evil space rock; it’s the closest thing that this generation is going to get to Fun House.
Ariel Pink/s Haunted Graffiti – Mature Themes
Ariel Pink is a strange little freak. His previous release was in the wake of a broken relationship. This album is like being a fly on the wall of an intensely twisted love story.
Dum Dum Girls – End Of Daze
Someone is a depressed little bitch, and I love hearing about it.
Surf Goth, you’re killing it.
Thee Oh Sees – Putrifiers II
Fuzzy, fuzzy San Fran garage rock at its finest.