It’s that time again and I’m getting ready to post my top 20. I have to say, this year was kind of a dearth of enthusiasm for me. I didn’t really fall in LOVE love with many albums. So this is my most enjoyed list. I enjoyed these albums! 10-6 and 5-1 could be mixed up and still be fine; none of them were like “This is the BEST ALBUM EVAR.” So it’s like, not serious around here, folks.
… If you want to get all serious and stuff, this isn’t the place for you anyway. Heh. But I did want to say one thing. I have seen a few top 10 lists poking their little noses out of the woodwork, and a lot of them look like the Catbirdseat’s 2007 cheat sheet (with more addition of Radiohead). Let me note first that the cheat sheet is 1) mostly in jest, I believe and 2) put together in a hurry. But! Here’s something to investigate, my friends at the New Yorker: how in that illustrious cheat sheet, echoed by many a blog around the world, there is only one female represented in the top ten (MIA, the one artist where Catbird and I intersect) and one in the bottom fourteen (Joanna Newsom). That’s frigging depressing, when this year was chock full of female acts.
I’m not saying that we should fix up the cheat sheet so it reflects my PC views or whatever. I’m saying, the cheat sheet reflects something about indie music. What about you, reader, got an opinion? You may weigh in or laugh scornfully. I’m good with either.