"AND THATS EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU PLAY INDIE ROCK WITH CAPS LOCK ON"

• the men - open your heart

"definite proof that sinatra, and not the end of WWII, may have single-handedly caused the baby-boom"

• frank sinatra - songs for swingin' lovers!

"Hey Daddy-o's! Here's a real ring-ding slab of wax to spin when you and your dame are in the mood for a little hey-hey. Big Daddy Frank is going to keep things a-cookin' at this wee bash until all you cool cats get your kicks. So get yourself decked out in your primo rags 'cause the Chairman's gonna class-up this hum-drum shin-dig with some choice cuts. If it's time to agitate the gavel, maybe you can try and cast an eyeball at a dolly with a classy chassis who razzes your berries then bring this CD into the chariot to set the mood for a little back seat bingo. (...) This album is total boss, 'ya dig? Choice, cranked cuts from the most coo-coo nutty cat of them all. That's the word from the bird."

• frank sinatra - songs for swingin' lovers!

"I have a NOUN for this. Shit."

• no age - nouns

"pouring soda into an intimidating dragon's mouth full of pop-rocks while driving away in a 1960's mustang escaping from the cops on a san francisco street. it's like going tornado chasing for the thrill of it, only the tornado is made of an angry ass rainbow and it's raining orange fanta from the sky."

• the go! team - the scene between

"It's late afternoon on a hot summer's day. One of those afternoons when the sky turns a deep, hazy blue, and the intense sunshine scorches all in its path. You are lying on the grass, feeling its refreshing cool against your skin, your eyes closed. With every breath you inhale the intoxicating warm air, and the only sound you hear is the occasional bird tweeting a merry tune in a nearby tree top. The sun massaging your face with its glow, you forget the fact you have work to do, bills to pay. You are completely relaxed and at one with the world. / This album is the soundtrack to that moment. / (I was going to write more, but actually I don't want to ruin the image!)"

• jose gonzalez - veneer

"First listen: What a fucking mess ---> 2.0 stars / Tenth listen: What a fucking mess ---> 4.0 stars / Conclusion: This album is a great fucking mess."

• sufjan stevens - the age of adz

"this is sloshy, syrupy, dizzying nocturnal synth-pop/funk which is perfect for mindless, drunken parties that end in a blurry gaze of traffic lights and cars passing by on the highways. granted - there's no way i would have been able to convince my friends to play this amongst all the fetty wap and weeknd bangers at the actual parties i've been to, but whenever i play this album i get these vivid memories in my head. they become the soundtrack. (...) i honestly don't care if i can't understand the lyrics, this album obviously wasn't meant to that, and it only adds to the blur this album creates. and hell, even if you play it by yourself it's got a bunch of sick fucking grooves that you can barely resist to dance to! also, the closer track really gives me some serious prince vibes that serve as a perfect closer to this album, of which i love almost every second."

• neon indian - VEGA INTL. NIGHT SCHOOOL

"lyrical, sunshine hip hop"

• noname - telefone

"naked, raw emotional jam packed into a tiny circus of acoustical ecstasy"

• animal collective - feels

"since their first release, brooklyn's animal collective have soundtracked the surreal, manic experience of 'immature' euphoria."

• animal collective - sung tongs

"quirky little indie rock. sounds like some guys who like the feelies, talking heads, television, the unicorns and just hanging out and saying "awesome" a lot. i think if i saw their show i'd say, "that was sick man". their response to my comment would be "dope dude thanks for coming out. awesome" basically they just sound like the type of band that would open for clap your hands say yeah, and you're about to make a note in your phone to remember their name but you forget to and ultimately don't really care. this sound was tired ten years ago."

• ought - today more than any other day

"the subject of originality just ruins me. i've been continuously trying to write music for 4 formative years of my 21 year old life and i hate all of it because all i can think about during is the music i love and how i totally i wish i was in any one of those bands, you know. somehow, somehow, ought can do that too but actually release something so determined and concise that it doesn't matter. this album's metaphors are out in the open on first listen - art, music, a search for meaning, human connection, human meaning, what am i actually doing drinking this cough syrup, meaning, dissatisfaction. it's all been talked about a million times by a million people but tim darcy somehow says it with such a unique brand of explosive monochromy that again, it just doesn't matter. this album is a handbook, bible, rally cry, whatever, detailing emotional-investment-induced dissociation and hopeless rummages for creativity which, as you'd expect this far into human civilisation, doesn't come to any actual conclusions but is pretty damn hell fucking relatable."

• ought - more than any other day

"theres no band that better captures the anxiety of being alive than modest mouse"

• modest mouse - never ending math equation

"Sometimes I'm trapped in this song"

• the wrens - happy

"No words to describe the vague, surreal emotional impact this has on me. I FEEL it in a place inside me that I'm rarely aware even exists within me. I feel so fragile and human and beautiful and real whenever I hear it. The way it connects... this song really is what music is all about to me."

• built to spill - made-up dreams

"like a gunshot to the head but in a cool way"

• my bloody valentine - come in alone

"funeral track"

• modest mouse - talking shit abt a pretty sunset

"BABY DONT YOU EVEN KNOW WHATS RIGHT BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY SOMETHING SOMETHING RIIIIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTT"

• the wrens - this is not what you had planned

"am I the only one who likes drinking the fucking milk after cereal"

• joyce manor - constant headache

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