MUSIC FAN’S MIC PRESENTS: Top 50 Albums of 2009
ALBUMS OF THE YEAR: 2009
words: Jamie Milton// Gareth O’Malley
The decade finishes with a flurry. N’Dubz take over the world. Circus freaks take over reality singing shows. America offically gets its first black President. The undisputed kind of pop passes away suddenly. Social networking sites continue to interest the whole of those surfing the web and Music Fan’s Mic gets a makeover. This is our end of 2009 list compiled of all of the writer’s favourite albums of the past 12 months. It represents the “consensus opinion” as much as possible, but it also allows the really special albums to get a spot high up.
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Hard to pinpoint and capable of going in many directions from here, one thing certain about Pains of Being Pure At Heart is their ability to give you a nostalgic rush. Their self-titled debut, littered with charming, hazy twee-punk, showed almighty potential in a fantastic prospect.
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Giving The Wave Pictures a run for their money in sporting wit and charm, Wesley Patrick Gonzalez and co. show good form in their debut album where the lo-fi melodies are scrappy but the intention is wonderful.
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Glossy pop with a samba twist, Jack Penate’s sophomore effort was one of 2009’s many “where on Earth did that come from?” moments. Swapping the meaningless ‘Torn On The Platform’ for the gloriously sun-tinged ‘Tonight’s Today’ was a good move career-wise and got a lot of unlikely lads on his side.
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Far from the dizzy heights of ‘The Runaway Found’ but needless to say, ‘Sun Gangs’ remains a thrilling, challenging album. Which just goes to show how criminally underrated The Veils really are. Said fact is becoming more and more hard to swallow upon each release, ‘Sun Gangs’ merely adding more to the band’s credentials.
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One of those rare albums that has the power to inspire sheer joy in its listener. We got two mjaor ones this year, one of them the all-conquering ‘Merriweather Post Pavillion’. The first full length album from this Detroit-based band showcased their ability to combine moments of psychedelic experimentalism with pure pop to thrilling effect.
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An absolute gem of a mini-album, ‘Vivarium’ proved that the Scottish four-piece had much more up their sleeves than quite a few of us had previously thought. Wrapping wonderful hooks and choruses around interesting song structures, Twin Atlantic also gave us one of 2009’s finest moments in the epic ‘Caribbean War Syndrome’. The full-length debut is due next year. Let the anticipation begin.
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Sweetly told tales of teenage heartache beautiful delivered in soothing male and female tones. Slow Club are similar to the xx in sounding like a duo so tightly-knit, you can’t get near them. Their voices intertwine with perfection, bolstering the sweet, folk anthems lying within their debut.
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A more full band affair than on previous works, ‘Crying Light’ may be Antony Hegarty’s most heartfelt work yet. Centering around the thought of instinct and interpretation as well as that ever-present sense of loss than opens up in the frighteningly sad “Here Eyes Were Underneath The Ground”.
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Just one of those voices. Bill Callahan’s deep and well-pronounced vocals are what gives these songs air to breathe. ‘Sometimes…’ could be all about Joanna Newsom for all we know, but it’s difficult to care. Perhaps the warmest and most honest album of Callahan’s to date.
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This year’s Bon Iver by being the album with a back-story (God club, no rock n’roll, dead family members, list goes on…), Girls’ debut was thrusted several steps forward by having some context, simply because said story gives these charming pop songs a vulnerable perimeter. Not only that but most surprising of all, this drug-fuelled statement of intent shows variety and maturity in an album that most expected to be just happy and clappy with little meaning.
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A sound of old, a band with experience; everything pointed towards ‘Daisy’ showcasing the sound of a band reaching their comfort zone, resting on their laurels. But instead, it was their most fiery, fierce effort for some time.
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Everyone will argue over the exact moment when Spencer Krug had his creative heyday. Anyone arguing in the case of 2009 circa-’Dragonslayer’ might have a head start in the debate. The most accomplished Sunset Rubdown album, undoubtedly. The best work of Krug’s to date? Possibly. No, really.
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Jingle-jangle, happy-go-lucky pop. Everything wrong with Black Kids, right? But it’s everything right with Pomegranates. Their delivery of a tried and tested means of making music is so earnest and well-intentioned you can’t help but fall heads over heels in love with the gasping melodies and rich textures, plentiful in ‘Everybody, Come Outside!’
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It was almost as if Jamie T had “grown up” from the start, such was the wit and wisdom that made its mark on debut ‘Panic Prevention’. ‘Kings & Queens’ retells the days of his not-so-long-ago youth; beer guzzling and trouble causing. But this sophomore release shows more of an intent to speak volume on important issues, be it national pride, world politics, etc.
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A frantic, adolescent take on the highs of youth and life on the edge. “Adventuring is dangerous but danger can be fun” is the reckless motto of the title-track and the music behind is just scavenging and unafraid. Far from slick and professional but quite the start to a potentially fantastic career.
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Scottish album. Released this year. Both these things mean it has to be good, right? Absolutely. The scene up there is thriving, and it’s no wonder when such treasures like We Were Promised Jetpacks consistently deliver the goods. ‘It’s Thunder And It’s Lightning’ set the scene perfectly for quite a diverse debut album: we have the moments of quirkiness (‘A Half Built House’), one of the modt immediate songs of the year (‘Moving Clocks Run Slow’) and everything in between. Jetpacks have liftoff.
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What makes ‘Post Nothing’ such a treat is its die-hard, don’t-give-a-fuck attitude; so endearing, it wins you over in a many of minutes. Forget the countless amount of pretentious music-makers out there today and rejoice a band truly in rock music for the thrills and the spills and little else.
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Swooning romance is what wins The Maccabees’ nearly every teenager’s heart but at the same time as getting pretty girls giddy, Orlando Weeks’ troupe are fine-tuning their inventive breed of indie music that keeps the genre upright after being on its last legs. ‘Wall Of Arms’ shows bountiful progression from 2007’s ‘Colour It In’. Two steps forward.
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Good things came to those who waited for The Boxer Rebellion’s return in January. A more lush-sounding record than its wiry, nervous predecessor, 2005’s ‘Exits’, ‘Union’’s commercial success could not have been any more deserved. A real case of a band triumphing over seemingly insurmountable odds.
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An unnerving delivery of near-flawless (alternative) pop music from Gruff Rhys’ many projects gives the man a place in the noughties’ history and ‘Dark Days, Light Years’ saw nothing but a continuation of said feat. Made up in small part of old, banished riffs and melodies from over time that lived to see daylight, it’s yet another accomplished effort from a band that are now expected of nothing but.
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Isolation in America led to ‘Two Suns’; a trip in which Natasha Kahn both lost herself and found herself. Her second record is more accomplished than ‘Fur and Gold’, reaching higher and producing modern-day pop anthems alongside haunting piano ballads.
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In a time when it is feared that the album as a format is on its last legs, it is great when a band decide to make a record that is a complete piece of work. Codes did just that with their debut. ‘Trees Dream In Algebra’ ebbed and flowed with an elegance all of its own. Its thirteen songs showed us a band with true talent. From the uncertainty of ‘Malfunctions’ to the catharsis of ‘4 Winters’, the quartet didn’t put a foot wrong from start to finish. Simply magnificent.
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Stunning artwork does not an album make. But Sholi’s self-titled debut more than fought its corner in terms of making gutsy, shell-shocked post-rock. The musicianship in this is at times astonishing, not least so from Jonathon Bafus’ stunning percussion.
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By equal measures frightening and thrilling, ‘Forget The Night Ahead’ was a document of Graham’s life over the previous few years, warts and all. Having ‘Scissors’ and ‘The Room’ side by side in the tracklisting says it all about this record: the former an abrasive, arresting wall of noise; the latter showcasing the band’s strength’s as songwriters. It may seem an off-putting record at first, but truly wonderful surprises await on repeated listens.
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Doves are still, yet to “make it” and success-wise the best result out of this record was its title track making its way onto nature programmes and Jamie Oliver’s latest cooking show. But Doves needn’t be down-hearted, on ‘Kingdom Of Rust’ they yet again show a band on the brink of something special. And what a beautiful view it is from the brink…
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The Birmingham noise-pop band’s second record was like Marmite to us. Clocking in at just over 35 minutes, its songs are brief, sometimes blindingly so (‘Kingston Called. They Want Their Lost Youth Back’; also the most divisive minute of music recorded this year). The band’s finest moment to date closed proceedings here: ‘The Coast Was Always Clear’ has become their high water mark. A patchwork quilt of a record, yet a natural progression all the same.
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A reservoir is the kind of visual companion Fanfarlo would desire most. Natural, heart-warming at times, the songs and the beauty of the outdoors are a good pair. ‘Reservoir’ has its highs and its lows – not surprising for a band taking their first steps – but the grace of these highs are unrivaled, giving you goosebumps throughout.
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The Electro-Pop wars of June 2009 ended in a landslide victory for La Roux, as Victoria Hesketh AKA Little Boots crashed and burned with the mediocre ‘Hands’. Her opponents, meanwhile, gave us a debut record that recalled The Human League, and Depeche Mode when they bothered to write pop songs. Much more than just a few knockout singles (though we consider ‘Bulletproof’ the best single of the year by a country mile), it showed us that La Roux are in for the long haul.
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Annie Clark decided to show a different side. One half of ‘Actor’ is a perfectly calm sonic headspace, free to roam in luscious acoustic-bred melodies and lie in peace. The other is gritty fury, exposing itself at the most unexpected of moments, helping to make Clark’s latest effort a stunningly unpredictable effort, exposing her incredible craft of songwriting.
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Somehow, Fuck Buttons have made it onto radio (whereby they’re known as “F” Buttons). There’s a reason for that: ‘Tarot Sport’ shows a leaning 0utwards from the thick-sheeted wall of sound coming from last year’s debut, edging ever closer to euro-trance anthems (sort of) and pop hooks but keeping to the signatory “whackz factor”.
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White Denim are now absolute experts in producing their fruitful display of cacophonous garage rock, at times blending in soul and always keeping to pop hooks and jazz percussion. ‘Fits’ shows no kind of shift from last year’s ‘Workout Holiday’ and with good reason – it’s a complete pleasure to see such talents hitting a timely peak that could have been spotted coming from a mile off.
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Staring into the beady eyes of death, the horrible possibilities edge closer to reality as time seems to elongate, prolong. Only this isn’t a concept album about the physical death of a loved one (although it would still work within the context, that’s the beauty of it), it’s one of those break-up albums…Only on this ocassion, it’s sharp, smart and irresistible in its beauty.
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Whilst ‘Jewellery’ will always be notified for its “make-do-with-kitchen-objects-for-instruments” inventiveness, let’s not forget no-one would have raised an eyelid if the songs themselves couldn’t survive on their own two feet. Intelligent, wholesome and energetic punk-pop is transformed into something efficiently unpredictable.
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There is to be no sequel to ‘Silent Shout’, no ‘Slightly Audible Shout’. But Fever Ray’s self-titled debut offering is as close as anything will come to it – pitch black and terrifying. This makes sense, considering Karin Dreijer, the voice behind The Knife, is the heart and soul behind this record. Her glass-like, ice-cold Scandinavian tones make stories of talking about dishwasher tablets sound twisted, with a double-meaning.
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‘Embryonic’ is the kind of record that wouldn’t suit any year. This chaotic, loose-ended approach to studio recording doesn’t fit in with anything else released in the last ten years and for that reason but not that reason only, it’s undoubtedly something we should value. The other reason? That warm feeling this album gives you when something beautiful like ‘Evil’ crops up out of nowhere. It’s a teasing, weaving parade of experimentation.
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More post-pop than anything else, There Will Be Fireworks’ debut displayed a band with an ear for a hook, and the ability to hit sky-scraping heights with little difficulty. Anchored around two eight-minute epics, here was a record that was so much more than the sum of its parts. They’re still unsigned, you know. Fucking criminal.
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Classy orchestration, wonderfully crafted musicianship, all things that make Dirty Projectors appealing to passers by. But what truly makes ‘Bitte Orca’ the band’s finest work yet is its slant towards R n’ B stylings (Solange Knowles has now covered ‘Stillness In The Move’). It also managed to fit in disorderly eruptions (‘Useful Chamber’) and the odd tearjerker (‘Two Doves’). A diverse and thrilling listen.
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Significantly leaning towards more understated and subtle approaches to producing those sure-fire “indie hits”. Arctic Monkeys, four years into an illustrious career, supermodel girlfriends now in tow, released what will probably go down as their most underrated album. Josh Homme, the producer, is written all over it, with gritty bass lines and stunning percussion. A really accomplished and damn brave record to make.
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Cast eyes forward twenty years and HEALTH will probably look innocent and average. But they’re quietly forging the sound of the future and for that, will have quite the reputation come a couple of decades. Their second record, the gutsy ‘Get Color’, takes the listener to darker places that one could ever imagine, sweeping them in towards a grizzly storm of chaos.
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The Northern Irish instrumental juggernaut that is And So I Watch You From Afar produced an absolutely stunning debut record. Often packing more ideas into single songs than most bands do into entire albums, the album was nothing if not intense. Sterling musicianship combined with a knack for a good melody or eleven to create a blistering yet beautiful statement of intent.
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What it took for the Manics to rediscover themselves after the average ‘Send Away The Tigers’ was not a new direction, but simply reconnecting with what they were best at: rocking the fuck out. ‘Journal for Plague Lovers’ recalled their 1994 masterpiece ‘The Holy Bible’, and not just in sound: the band used a notebook of former guitarist Richey James Edwards’ lyrics for the album. The heartbreaking ‘William’s Last Words’ closed what is now considered their finest album since then. They seem to have found their purpose once more, and sound so much better for it.
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Some would claim Future of the Left’s second LP is all about its closer. ‘Lapsed Catholics’, a blatant attack on “the devil” Rupert Murdoch, commences with innocent conversation before conversing into something with teeth. Much of the rest of the record sports spiky Welsh-bred anthems on why Barfly venues are despicable and other such disappointing trivialities. Full-blown passion from start to finish, with guts and gore on show.
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One of the most highly-anticipated debut releases of the year in certain circles, ‘Grammatics’ delivered on its promises, and then some. Heavy on the melodrama, the Leeds quartet’s first album was cohesive and fascinating. A band shouldn’t sound this accomplished this soon, yet somehow it is clear that they have far from peaked. Despite some personnel changes this year, it would come as no surprise to see Grammatics bounce back even stronger than before.
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The token “stunning break-up album” came from the most unlikely of names. Love spilt over Laura Marling was put to use in this most breathtaking of concept albums, accompanied by a moving film. Dripping with clichés it might be, but it conveys the highs and the lows of a troubled relationship with earnestness and maturity.
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‘Wolfgang…’ isn’t merely shiny, French-bred pop. It’s Phoenix’s most complete work to date, a record that gives room to a stunning centerpiece, a few hit singles and a few more potential hit singles. The most accomplished display of carefully-crafted pop for some time.
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Krautrock, shoegaze, My Bloody Valentine, fuzz, darkness. Yes, ‘Primary Colours’ fits every one of those overused tags but its finest asset is the mood of contrived beauty that it manages to conjure up. Produced by Portishead’s Geoff Barrow, it showed a bunch of mocked has-beens transform into quite the prospect.
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The world may as well have explicitly declared “We’re expecting a masterpiece“. The sort of one-night-stand, take the money and run approach to discovering new music exploded to new heights in 2009. But you need time to get to grips with ‘Veckatimest’; a gentle, warm and touching record that does everything it was required to do.
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Not many “get” The xx on first listen. Many even look for excuses to dislike the London quartet/trio. But this is an album that prides itself on experimenting with silence, minimalism, empty spaces. The moment you find those is the moment ‘XX’ wins you over.
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Audacity, wit, sex-obsession; these were all elements that Wild Beasts carried over from their debut ‘Limbo, Panto’, into ‘Two Dancers’. What they added was sensitivity, melancholy and a healthy chunk of reverb. It made for something coherent and at times astonishing.
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Animal Collective’s move towards glossy, instant pop was an extremely brave one. There sat a cult band, renowned for experimenting, provoking their listeners. Word spread and the band were aware of it. So they decided to switch things around a little. Now, nearly everyone has something to say about a band who will continue to chop and change their ever-moving sound. This however, may well have seen them reach their peak.
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