14. Discovery - LP
A left field side-project from Vampire Weekend's Rostam Batmanglij & Ra Ra Riot's Wes Miles eschews guitars in favor of ragged synths & shifting time scales. Like most experiments, it's not entirely successful (the "I Want You Back" cover, which spread quickly after a certain tragedy occurred this year, is an oddly glorious trainwreck), but when it scores, it scores big. More than anything, it's a great vehicle to show that Batmanglij and Miles, whose respective bands have two of the most recognizable sounds in indie rock today, are fully capable of breaking their own molds. And that isn't just good news for the future of their Discovery project, but also for Vampire Weekend (already proven by some of their recent bizarre leaks) & Ra Ra Riot.
13. Passion Pit - Manners
Passion Pit's 2009 played like Vampire Weekend's 2008, but in fast forward: by the time their first LP came out (nine months after the Chunk of Change EP), the critical masses were already over the band; and thus awaited the release with pitchforks and torches. Now, reading lots of sites' end of year lists, it would appear folks have given it a second listen. And good on them, because Manners is one hell of a splashy debut. Sure, it's dominated by a more commercial sound than the bonkers teaser track "Sleepyhead" seemed to promise, but no matter. If songs like "Little Secret" and "Moth's Wings" don't get your foot tapping, then I'm not sure what will. And if you're still not sold, see these guys in person: not only is their live act criminally underrated, but it'll give you a brand new appreciation for the music itself.
12. Fever Ray - "Fever Ray"
As half of one of the best electronic acts of all time, Karin Elisabeth Dreijer Andersson had a lot to live up to when she decided to fly solo (brother Olof's been busy traveling the jungle & writing an opera), but her stunning debut simply re-affirms her genius. The songs bear a decent resemblance to her & Olaf's old material, to be sure, but there's also a brand new energy at work: on tracks like "Seven", Andersson's never sounded more playful, and on the stunning opener, "If I Had A Heart", she's never sounded starker-or more maternal. All in all, however, the album's a hell of a lot more than a snack between Knife albums. It's got a soul, and a quiet brilliance, all of its own.
11. Phoenix - Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix
Like I said, 2009 was filled with some pretty fantastic surprises, like the French pop-rockers finally breaking into the mainstream here. The fact that Wolfgang happens to be the band's best album probably helped. The production's propulsive and layered, and the songs are simple but insanely catchy. True, now that they're big shots, "1901" is scoring car commercials, and "Lisztomania" is getting played on every teen soap known to man, but in a way, isn't that kind of awesome?
10. Awesome New Republic - Hearts
This Miami band's been flying under the radar for a while now, and it's no surprise why: "indie pop" is kind of a difficult genre to sell. Getting creative, ANR released most of their first "label" LP for free in two halves, calling them Rational Geographic: Vol 1 and Vol 2, over the course of a few months. After gauging the response, they jumped back into the studio to polish off many of the tracks and add a couple new ones, til they had finally cooked up Hearts. The end result is one of the most exciting pop records in recent memory, cohesively stringing together disco, rock and new wave-sometimes all on the same track. It's a tricky feat, but damned if the boys don't pull it off. While the band's been a duo throughout all of its early, unsigned years, they've added Jorge Rubiera into the mix as drummer, and they seem to click as a trio in an awfully convincing way. So what's keeping them off Top 40 radio? No idea, especially when actress/aspiring pop tart Leighton Meester garnered positive buzz with her take on the album's raciest track, "Birthday" (a track that singer Michael John Hancock clearly wrote for sale to a woman, but proudly sings on the album himself, without swapping gender roles, to grand effect). Even if Hearts never reaches the audience it deserves, expect the band to eventually succeed, whether on a grand stage or behind the scenes, writing & producing for the next generation of Britneys & Justins . I'm not saying the aspirations are there, but if the latter is indeed what happens, don't be surprised if Top 40 radio is suddenly much more awesome in a few years.
09.Florence & The Machine - Lungs
Most aptly titled album of the year. Florence Welch has the kind of voice that you don't hear every day. When I heard her cover of Cold War Kids' "Hospital Beds", that much was clear, but when I got the rest of the album, it was a happy surprise to learn she can write some equally staggering songs. Once opening track "Dog Days Are Over" kicks into high gear, it's like going over the first hump of a rollercoaster, and Welch doesn't disappoint once for the rest of the ride. Parts of the album drift into the hazy Brit angst that's become well-worn territory this year, but Welch's voice keeps the whole affair afloat during these patches, and launches it into the air whenever percussion and guitars kick the synths out of the picture.
08.Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros - Up From Below
For a band that's become popular largely due to their live show, Up From Below is one hell of a studio recording, successfully capturing a large part of what's made their live act so electric. Obviously, live is still the preferred way to experience these songs, but it's shocking how little has been lost in translation. Credit the decision to keep the recordings as raw as possible, with even studio banter intact, for keeping the magic there. The songs capture the spirit of a folk jam without ever devolving into pot-fueled nonsense, and end up sounding kind of timeless, much like a certain Canadian ensemble band that they've often been compared to. Is there gimmickry at work here? Obviously yes, but when gimmicks are this fun, you can't feel guilty for getting hooked. Whether Alex Ebert (Mr. Sharpe's altar ego) actually speaks in flower-child riddles in his off time, or whether Ebert & supporting vocalist Jade Castrinos are really as head-over-heels in love as their songs suggest is beside the point: the theatricality feeds the songs to the point where performance and truth co-exist. And when you listen to the album from beginning to end, it's near impossible not to get sucked in. In a year filled with brilliant deconstruction, Up From Below is a damn fine counter-argument for the power of catharsis.
07.Sunset Rubdown - "Dragonslayer"
Spencer Krug's never referred to Sunset Rubdown as a side-project, and if anyone still wondered why, "Dragonslayer" was the final word in the conversation. As per usual for the band, the album bursts at the seams with ideas so large they almost break the songs. This time, however, there's big musicality to match the big ideas getting thrown around, and the vocal interplay between Krug and Camilla Wynne Ingr is downright seamless. In the past, Krug's used Sunset Rubdown as an excuse to get extra dense in his lyricism (which for him is never necessary), but here he opens up a bit, still throwing around nonsense about Icarus in the blood, eating butterflies and conga lines, but somehow it all makes sense in context, or at least lends itself to being easily interpreted by different listeners. There's a lot of darkness here, again per usual for Krug, but what's scariest of all is the distinct impression that the guy's only improving as a songwriter. If his true masterpiece has yet to be made, however, count Dragonslayer in the upper echelon of stuff that's tiding us over til then. And apparently, we shouldn't confuse Sunset Rubdown with a side-project ever again.
06.Yeah Yeah Yeahs - It's Blitz!
Three albums in, you get the feeling that this band's just getting warmed up. When Yeah Yeah Yeahs emerged from New York's reset button rock scene at the turn of the century, not many could have guessed how much the band's sound would transform. Now, at decade's end, they've arguably planted a taller flag on the landscape than any of their NYC compatriots. Much of their success can obviously be awarded to Karen O, who's turned out to be a frontwoman for the ages, but without the direction of Nick Zinner and the innovation of Brian Chase, O would be stranded. The three members compliment each other perfectly, and the aural risks they've taken with each album since their first EP have paid dividends, proving the band can surprise its fans at every turn, without ever betraying them. It's Blitz is their most refined work yet, and could certainly qualify as their "best" as well (though considering the radically different sounds of each album, that might be a tough debate). The songs are rich and sparse at the same time, and O's voice has a sudden maturity that carries a decade of experience. Most of all, it feels like the band has turned a corner, and now has so much more room to play. Can't wait to get surprised all over again the next time around.
05.The xx -xx
It's safe to say the xx came out of the blue this year: four (now three) humble-looking young folks from London make an album full of subdued duets, surrounded with drum machines and Chris Isaak-inspired guitar riffs. This is the kind of genius that can only happen by accident. And while xx could never be accused of being a diverse album, it evokes a pure mood better than any piece of music in recent memory. It's dark without being depressing, and sexy without being vulgar. In fact, I'm not gonna say the xx brought sexy back to rock (though that was kind of my way of saying it without incurring the guilt of saying it), but they definitely reminded the world that an old fashioned love-makin' record can be a glorious thing. It might be too early to tell if these guys are a one-trick pony, or are gonna have a long career of equally innovative LPs, but you'd be a fool not to stick around & find out.
04.The Horrors - Primary Colours
It's safe to say this wasn't the sophomore album anyone expected, and to be honest, equally safe to say not many thought this band had it in them. With Primary Colours, The Horrors keep one foot in the garage rock they've emerged from, but also forge ahead into some dark, shoegazy craziness that occasionally sounds like a new genre all together. The opening riffs on "Scarlet Fields" sound like someone's feeding a guitar through a circus grinder, and the sing-songy "I Can't Control Myself" is both dapper and savage, like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde both performing at once. Switching up the band's arrangement may have helped push these inspired moments out into the open: Rhys Webb's thrown his keyboard out the door and switched to bass. Former bassist Tomethy Furse now plays synthesizer, and it's easy to hear it's his true calling: some of the sounds he creates on this thing are, for lack of a better term, just mind-boggling. If there's a place in music for a "Jimi Hendrix of the synth", Furse definitely qualifies. Joesph Spurgeon's drumming is equally skilled, and propels the songs forward with a sinister grace. It's kind of crazy that this is all the way down at #4 for me this year, but if nothing else, it goes to show how great 2009 was for thrilling new sounds. If we have more bands like the Horrors, who are able to chuck all their old ideas out the window for bold ventures like Primary Colours, and execute them with similar precision, the next decade should be an exciting time to have ears.
03.Grizzly Bear - Veckatimest
Even though much of Grizzly Bear's astronomically hyped new album had leaked or been played live before the year even began, the final product was still kind of a sucker punch. "Two Weeks" was suddenly all about percussion, "Cheerleader" made brilliant use of its choral back-up singers, and "I Live With You" had demonic rage underneath its squeaky-clean '50s elevator music production. It's a rich record that throws back to the Beach Boys & even the Beatles while forging ahead with the band's own identity. If there's a disappointment with the album, it may be that it didn't make the band the household names many predicted it would, but I think there's a sizable chunk of listeners who'll just never plug into the band. I can't even explain why, but despite fairly straightforward songwriting, they seem to be an acquired taste. That said, for those of us who love the band, Veckatimest wasn't just a re-affirmation, it took things to a whole new level.
02.Animal Collective - Merriweather Post Pavillion
When this came out in January, some folks predicted the most anticlimactic year for music in recent memory, since nothing was gonna top it. Thankfully, they were wrong, but that doesn't change the fact that Merriweather is one hell of an achievement, and the album these guys seemed destined to make. Parring down the band to three members this time around (there's an open door policy), and clearly putting Noah "Panda Bear" Lennox in the driver's seat for the music's new direction (or at least getting heavily inspired by "Comfy in Nautica" for the music's new direction) gives this album a focus that none of their previous LPs have had, which is a necessary anchor, considering their music's never been out on more of a limb than it is here. It's become pretty popular to refer to AC as our generation's Grateful Dead recently, but, with all due respect to Mr. Garcia & company, that does this music a disservice. In concert, the band certainly plays like an electronic jam band, but there's so much musicality here, and such solid structure, that the songs can stand on their own.
1. Dirty Projectors - Bitte Orca
"Still counting on cannibal resource", coos Dave Longstreth on the album's opening track, "I think you're more than a terrified witness, behind the arbitrary line". Now if that's not a nice idea (however grotesquely phrased) to leave 2009 with, then I'm not sure what is. Hope permeates every note of the album, as if Longstreth and his hand-picked band are marching through the woods, confident they're about to reach the other side. And over the course of nine gorgeously inventive tracks, they proceed to take the rest of us there with them. From the constantly shifting rhythm of "Temecula Sunrise", which feels like getting sucked into a whirlpool, to the rock-becomes-R&B bridge of "Stillness is the Move", and beyond the gonzo explosion of "Useful Chamber", Bitte Orca always keeps you on your toes, but never assaults you with its ideas. It stretches the listener's imagination, and blazes new trails that David Byrne, Longstreth's new mentor, can be proud of. Dirty Projectors have always been an experimental outfit (check out their last LP- a deconstructed cover of Black Flag's Damaged if you want proof), but this is the first year they've felt like a proper band with a mission and a set line-up, and that can only spell great things for the future of music. I'm counting the days til they play Disney Hall in February, and until then, Bitte Orca will probably enjoy at least two spins a week. I can't imagine getting sick of it.





















