Swim Into The Sound's 2024 Song Showdown

(Editor’s Note: for maximum impact, please read this introduction in your best wrestling announcer voice)

Folks, it’s been a long, emotional year, but it’s all been building to this: Swim Into The Sound’s 2024 Song Showdown. This is a knock-down, drag-out, no-holds-barred, bare-knuckle brawl for the title of 2024’s best song. Many a hope and dream will be shattered today as only a single, shining beacon of collective agreement can be awarded the fame, the fortune, and the title of Swim Into The Sound’s 2024 Song Showdown Champion.

36 songs enter, only one leaves. These tracks are ready to hop in the ring to see who comes out on top. It’s a royal rumble of epic proportions, and we’re getting the privilege of watching it unfold live right here, right now. So grab your popcorn, listen along, and enjoy as the greatest artists of the year go head-to-head for your entertainment.


36 | Linkin Park – The Emptiness Machine

Coming back from your lead singer’s death is a challenge that few bands have undertaken without alienating their audience. As such, Linkin Park’s first single with new vocalist Emily Armstrong, “The Emptiness Machine,” had a lot to prove. Cleverly, this one starts with bandleader Mike Shinoda taking vocals, reminding fans that this is still the Linkin Park they know and love before Armstrong comes in half a minute later to make her first impression. It’s an introduction that works for me; impactful as if to say that, although things will be different now, it’s all being done in honor of the legacy that’s been established. Throughout the song, you can feel that it was written eight years ago, intended for the late Chester Bennington, and it lands as a reminder that death need not be the end of all things good.
- Noëlle Midnight


35 | HiTech – SPANK!

I’ve mostly listened to NTS Radio this year and have fallen in love with it. I’ve had a lot of fun learning about house, techno, and all the subtle subgenres. “SPANK!” is the ghettotech hit of 2024 and represents all of what I’ve been listening to most of my days this past year. It is sticky, manic, and, above all, a perfect embodiment of modern electronic music.
- Kirby Kluth


34 | Charli xcx – Girl, so confusing featuring Lorde

Easily one of the most noteworthy collabs of the year, Charli xcx and Lorde linked up to work it out on the remix of this mid-album BRAT cut, and things were never the same again. Perhaps it was hearing Lorde over a synth-pop beat for the first time in years, perhaps it was hearing these two speak honestly about the way society pits women against each other, perhaps it’s just a humanizing look at two of my generation’s greatest popstars, but “Girl, so confusing featuring Lorde” made me weepy, and I think that’s beautiful.
- Taylor Grimes


33 | Katie Gavin – Inconsolable

MUNA’s frontwoman takes a breather from windows-down, upbeat, synthed-out queer anthems to deliver a tender and thoughtful 90’s-ified solo effort. Among the many highlights, “Inconsolable” elevates Gavin’s unshakeable vocals (and violin playing) on a cloud. “We’re from a long line of people we’d describe as inconsolable. We don’t know how to be helped. We’re from a whole huddle of households full of beds where nobody cuddled. We don’t know how to be held” has lived in the front of my brain since the moment I heard it.
- Caleb Doyle


32 | Charli xcx – 360

The conceit of Charli xcx’s “360” is simple: everywhere you turn, there she is. For an entire season of 2024, that was true. BRAT achieved an omnipresence seemingly unachievable in our fractured cultural landscape, and outside of all the post-post-irony and the chartreuse low-bit memes and the wilted coconut trees, its success came from the fact that it’s very first track is just that good. Impeccably produced (by A.G. Cook, Cirkut, and Easyfun) and tonally potent, its synthetic bounce and infectious melodic pattern - so sugary, so sour - destined it to be stuck in the heads of seemingly everyone with a pulse. It makes you wish pop weren’t so damn ephemeral, but I guess that’s also what makes it so Julia.
- Rob Moura


31 | Magdalena Bay – That’s My Floor

We all know it’s been a year for Mag Bay: a TikTok explosion, a Grimes feature, a Jimmy Kimmel spot. They seem to be getting a whiff of the Tame Impala treatment as far as psychedelic rock-meets-hyperpop is concerned. While “Image” is the single getting all the attention, I’d argue the song of the year is tucked away on the Imaginal Disk B-side. Equal parts prog rock grit, psych jam, and pure electronic soundscape, “That’s My Floor” brings together everything wonderful about Magdalena Bay and ties it all up in three and a half iconic minutes. It’s a song that can soundtrack everything from the first day of grad school to the ride home from a tougher-than-usual therapy appointment (confirmed through personal experience). Also, for what it’s worth, Album Cover of the Year.
- Cassidy Sollazzo


30 | Kabin Crew – The Spark

The last quarter of this year has been so abysmal and apocalyptic that some people may have forgotten that a group of Irish schoolchildren composed one of the most joyous and uplifting grime rap songs of 2024. Created as part of the Rhyme Island Initiative, celebrating the National Day of Youth Creativity, “The Spark” is a two-and-a-half minute b a n g e r, with several kids getting a few bars each that could go toe to toe with any underground posse cut this year. Lines like “If you’re proud of who you are and what you do, shout it” and “I create my own way of feeling super slay” feel like evergreen mantras we could all use in our lives these days.
- Logan Archer Mounts


29 | Foxing – Hell 99

Few moments in music this year have been as electrifying as the first ten seconds of “Hell 99” by Foxing. The track is a downright hardcore rager from the St. Louis indie rockers, a bone-jolting pivot that they pull off beautifully as the members excavate all their pain and frustration with the current millennia. Ultimately, nothing captures that cocktail of dread and dismay better than screaming along, “FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!!!”
- Taylor Grimes


28 | Rosali – Rewind

In its best moments, love erases every regret, worry, stressor, and annoyance. It feels like you can time travel through your life and off into the infinite unknown. For five minutes, Rosali captures that very feeling on “Rewind” with high-flying vocals and a beautiful chorus that encases love in amber and traps it in the groove of a vinyl record. 
- Taylor Grimes


27 | Superchunk - Everybody Dies

"Everybody Dies" dropped all the way back in January, and after a year of listening to great new releases, I still haven't found a better-sounding chorus. It's a track that shows Superchunk aren't just relevant for their influence; they're still right in the thick of things, consistently proving themselves to be one of the best guitar bands going. Julio Franco-type longevity. Long live Superchunk.
- Josh Ejnes


26 | Blood Incantation – The Message

If you’ve participated in any online music community in the last five years, or you’re just a big old nerd like me, you’re at least tangentially aware of Blood Incantation. If not in name, then at least by their now iconic unreadable logo, one of the best of the modern death metal era. The Denver progressive death metal band seems to turn more heads with every new release, and their latest Absolute Elsewhere is no different. Anchored by two 20+ minute, album-side-length, multi-movement tracks, Blood Incantation cements their place as master purveyors of their craft. Absolute Elsewhere’s second half, “The Message,” has everything you want, from blistering metal passages to David Gilmour-inspired swells, and it’s all topped off with a collaboration with Tangerine Dream’s current lineup. You can listen to it broken up into three chunks, but I guarantee once Part I begins, you’ll be convinced to finish the whole piece.
- Logan Archer Mounts


25 | Ok Cowgirl – Larry David

Ok Cowgirl start this song with the couplet “Everything is fucked / To the left to the right,” and that’s a phrase I found myself coming back to time and time again throughout the back half of the year. With production from Alex Fararr and a video that sees the band members donning gray-haired bald caps, “Larry David” spins everyday frustration into something more good-natured because if we can’t laugh, what else is there?
- Taylor Grimes


24 | Kendrick Lamar – Not Like Us

From the over-the-top costumes to trash talk, hip-hop and wrestling go hand in hand. The great rap war of 2024, Kendrick vs. Drake, ignited an unbridled jolt of electricity to the genre. Sparking one of the most celebrated diss song finishing moves of all time in “Not Like Us.” Kendrick, with sharpshooter-like precision, lyrically assaulted the biggest brand name in hip-hop with a vicious anthem that made his opponent tap out almost instantly from humiliation. The cultural impact, plus the overall entertainment of the song, became sweet chin music to my ears. 
- David Williams 


23 | Combat – Stay Golden

Maybe I just live close to Baltimore. Maybe my keys are on a Text Me When You Get Back keychain. Maybe I am biased because I reviewed the damn album, but for the love of god, how many times do I have to say it? Broken-hearted kids don’t party like their parents did in the 90s!!!!! Combat utterly tore out of the gates with the titular single off their album, Stay Golden. This is a cartoon tornado of a song, a total jangly rush that feels like space and time are ripping apart around me. It’s an immediate anthem for jaded Gen Zers like yours truly and an absolute barnstormer at any live gig (this is me telling you that you have to see Combat live). And if you don’t listen to me, that hurts, but at least I still got my Black Flag t-shirt.
- Caro Alt


22 | Truman Finnell – Palm of Thorns

I love all forms of weird, vaguely unsettling media, from Wes Anderson’s films to Ray Bradbury’s short stories, and “Palm of Thorns” by Portland artist Truman Finnell fits neatly into that niche. The song paints a visceral image of meeting someone in an orchard, highlighting the rotten fruit on the ground “writhing with larvae” as it starts to “move on its own.” The music is a skillfully woven blend of delicate acoustic guitar, field recordings, and elements of genres such as ambient, folk, and skramz. Each listen reveals another layer of the strange, fantastic, and eerie world of Truman Finnell - and I simply can’t get enough.
- Britta Joseph


21 | Merce Lemon – Will You Do Me A Kindness

Suspiciously left off Watch Me Drive Them Dogs Wild, Merce Lemon released “Will You Do Me A Kindness” as a standalone single early on in the year, perhaps because she knew the six-minute track was a meal all its own. This song signaled an immediate level-up from Merce’s previous work, a naturalistic indie rock update, complete with a guitar solo that incinerates me every time I hear it. Point the sun right into my flesh, baby. 
- Taylor Grimes


20 | Merce Lemon – Backyard Lover

To a dude like me, the backyard is a holy place. I spent most of the summer back at my parent’s house in Oregon. I’d get off work, sit in a big, red Adirondack chair, crack a book, stare at the clouds, and enjoy a smoke or a beer while listening to Merce Lemon’s singles. It was a calming way to unplug from work, center myself, and reflect on the day. The slow-simmering build and searing guitarwork of “Backyard Lover” proved to be an utterly transfixing way to score these moments of internal peace. The backyard is abundant, and so is the world.
- Taylor Grimes


19 | Geordie Greep – Holy, Holy

On August 10th of this year, Geordie Greep announced the split of black midi with an unceremonious series of comments on an Instagram livestream: “No more black midi / It’s over / Over.” Ten days later, he released “Holy, Holy.” Recorded in Sao Paulo with an impressive cast of Brazilian musicians, Greep’s narrator puts on the guise of a swaggering womanizer. He’s a confident man! He’s a regular here, but he’s well-traveled and debonair! He fucks more than he breathes, and the whole world knows it, too! And then, over the jazz-rock, salsa-inflected, horn-dense instrumental, he draws back the curtain in a litany of instructions and entreaties to his unnamed partner. Can you kneel down all night so I look taller? Would that be all right? Can you meet me in the bathroom, he pleads, can you put your hand on my knee? “How much will that cost? How much will that cost?” 
- John Dietz


18 | Lily Seabird – Waste

Blessed with an Adrianne Lenker-like timbre and the heft of a shoegaze superstar, Lily Seabird taps into some immortal melody with “Waste,” crafting a colossal and crushing track that never fails to mystify me no matter how many times I listen to it—a lament for the ages.
- Taylor Grimes


17 | Jimmy Montague – Here Today (Without You Tomorrow)

Jimmy Montague’s effortlessly complex and effusive arrangements rarely sound as cool as they do on “Here Today (Without You Tomorrow).” With a propulsive piano pushing it forward, the song feels like running through an endless series of hallways, sure that each new door will lead to some sort of resolution. Like Royal Scam-era Steely Dan, this yacht rocker takes on an ominous tone as Mr. Montague chases – or runs from – a long-distance breakup. This song is so good that I don’t even mind that it has a wah-wah guitar solo – and I fucking hate wah-wah. 
- Joshua Sullivan


16 | The Civil War in France – Maybe Next Time…

Chiptune isn’t nostalgic for me. I have no memories of Pokemon Silver's soundtrack, despite it being my first video game, because the volume on my Gameboy was always off out of fear my dad would tell me to shut it down. Today, when I want to play Halo, I ask my girlfriend if it’s okay because I don’t want to make her put in headphones, deprive her of access to the TV, or make her go to the other room. I have never wanted to be in the way of someone else’s desires, even if it deprived me of what I wanted or needed. It’s why I relate to Evangelion’s Shinji and why “Maybe next time…” from The Civil War in France’s There You Are ! is one of my favorite songs of the year. When Eva Hammersla screams, “So maybe I’ll try harder to be a better person / so maybe then I’ll be, I’ll be happy with me,” I want to turn back time and raise the volume slider for little Lillian. Maybe then she’d advocate for herself.
- Lillian Weber


15 | Jeff’s World – Someday

You ever spend a day scrolling through the digital morass, watching the soulless husks that run the planet bloviate, fuck things up, rinse and repeat? You ever feel that gnawing feeling you’re powerless to stop it all? Appetite waning, thoughts racing, not enough beer in the world to drown the endless flurry of sounds and images fighting for your attention? Sometimes, the only solution is to let it all out, and on “Someday,” Jeff’s World offer up three minutes of primal scream therapy. For what it’s worth, I hope the Kool-Aid served at the end of the world is blue. 
- Jason Sloan


14 | Carpool – Thom Yorke New City

“That’s why I try to keep the bottle half full” is a perfect summation of Carpool’s mixture of sad-sack neuroticism and unabashed sentimentality. “Thom Yorke New City” rounds out their excellent LP My Life In Subtitles, wraps up everything you know about Carpool so far, and hints at the shape of ‘pool to come with its dime-turn structure. Extra points for the blissed-out post-rock bridge, reprising the opening track to give a sense of distance traveled. It also just rocks real hard. 
- Joshua Sullivan 


13 | Florist – Riding Around In The Dark

“Riding Around In The Dark” effortlessly arrives partway through I Saw the TV Glow, rising like the moonglow reflected off neon pink chalk caked on the driveway. Emily Sprague and company summon the brief apocalypse of twilight, faces coming and going, burbling electronics shrouding gentle strums. There’s a glum mundanity to the way they sing of the world’s end, blushing with awe and fear. Without changing up their familiar naturalism, Florist still conjure vibrant, nostalgic sounds.
- aly eleanor


12 | MJ Lenderman – Pianos

“Pianos” might be the saddest song MJ Lenderman has ever written. The track was included as one of the 136 that make up Cardinals At The Window, a benefit compilation whose proceeds go to Hurricane Helene relief in Western NC. Released just a month after Manning Fireworks, it’s unlikely that Lenderman planned to release this song so soon, but truth be told, I’d take “Pianos” over just about any song on that album’s B-side. Sonically, it’s a somber, slow-walking reflection that builds to a searching, meditative guitar solo. Structurally, the song’s 8-minute runtime harkens back to the laid-back ramble of Lenderman’s self-titled album. Essentially, he gives the listener enough time to ponder, wander, freak out, have an epiphany, cry, and then gently return to earth with a newfound direction. 
- Taylor Grimes


11 | Fontaines DC – Favourite

Did you know I could claim the dreamer from the dream? Hot off the panting, Korn-inspired, anxiety attack that is “Starburster,” Fontaines DC released “Favourite,” another experimental single off their new album, Romance. This time, instead of capturing a new sound, Ireland’s hottest rock band tried to capture a new feeling. Originally 12 verses but cut back to 4, “Favourite” is an attempt at a truly endless love song. It’s trancey, it’s circular, and it’s as desperate as it is sentimental. They swear up and down that they didn’t want to create the next “Champagne Supernova,” but would it be so bad if they did? I’ve listened to it like 200 times, according to last.fm. 
- Caro Alt


10 | Ther – a wish

I have a sincere hope that godzilla isn’t the final album from Philadalephia’s Heather Jones. Their faith-damaged introspections and gorgeous wordplay find a noisier yet no less ornate home on “a wish,” the first track and lead single. It’s a pristine encapsulation of a wandering mind, hopeful and determined to field whatever the dawn may throw at us.
- aly eleanor


9 | This Is Lorelei – Dancing In The Club

I love songs about dancing. I love songs with inventive instrumentation. I love Nate Amos, better known as This Is Lorelei. “Dancing In The Club” was the first single released for the first genuine This Is Lorelei album, and I can’t think of a better introduction to the project. A song about fucking up, being a loser, and giving all your diamonds away. Infinitely relatable.
- Taylor Grimes


8 | SPIRIT OF THE BEEHIVE – 1/500

I was hooked on SPIRIT OF THE BEEHIVE’s “1/500” immediately upon hearing the opening notes – a looping intro that segues into hypnotic layers of guitar and pulsing drums. Compared to the rest of their catalog, “1/500” is a fairly straightforward indie pop song, but many of the band’s signature touches are present and help the track stand out. The often-anxious delivery of vocalist Zack Schwartz and abrupt starts and stops from the rhythm section are contrasted with loud, catchy melodies. There’s an almost sinister tension underlying the music, and at times it pierces through the traditional elements with dissonance or the sudden absence of noise. I believe one of the marks of a great band is the ability to write accessible pop songs while staying true to their sound, and SPIRIT OF THE BEEHIVE does that and more here.
- Nick Miller


7 | bonus – Lose

I checked out “Lose” back in February because of a tweet claiming that Bonus sounded like an emo version of Liquid Mike. I was initially dubious of the claim (despite the poster’s clarification that he wasn’t on some bullshit), but it was very accurate. I’ve had “Cuz I’ve been waiting for so long for you to let go” playing repeatedly in my head ever since. I think the term “rips” has been a bit overused lately, and propose that this song be put in the dictionary as the prime example of what rippage really means. Going to make a supercut of skate clips and Pavel Datsyuk highlights set to it, which I assume will make my phone explode. Just thinking about the guitar sound gets me so hyped. Great song. 
- Josh Ejnes


6 | Cheem – Charm Bracelet

The monarchs of Nu-Pop Cheem came out swinging with their second single of the year, “Charm Bracelet.” Equal parts bubbly fun and heavy-hitting hooks, I can't think of another song from this year that pulls me in quite like this one. Every time I hear the buttery production and seemingly endless sonic layers, I find myself smashing the replay button before the song is even finished playing. Cheem has this natural ability to meld together the warm feelings of nostalgia with the effortlessly cool swagger of the cutting edge, and “Charm Bracelet” is the shiniest example of that marriage. Running short of even two minutes, “Charm Bracelet” proves you don't need a lengthy song to make a lasting impact.
- Ciara Rhiannon


5 | MJ Lenderman – She’s Leaving You

“It falls apart. We all got work to do.” Brother, ain’t that the truth. The lead single to MJ Lenderman’s breakthrough record isn’t just great because of the humanity that hides at its center; it’s great because it delivers that revelation in one of the best choruses I’ve heard all year and then tags it with a rockin’ guitar solo for good measure. Its story is a universal cautionary tale of selfishness and love gone wrong, the exact type of thing that goes down easier when it’s delivered in a Trojan Horse of 90s-influenced slacker rock. 
- Taylor Grimes


4 | Ethel Cain – For Sure

If you were to look at me, round glasses, black jeans, and corduroy button-up, you’d probably guess (correctly) that American Football’s self-titled record really did a number on me in high school. It’s clear the same can be said for Hayden Anhedönia, better known as Ethel Cain, who transforms “For Sure” into a transcendental 10-minute slowcore sprawl that allows even more beauty to seep through the cracks. While that sounds like a far walk for a simple Midwest Emo song, it recontextualizes the work of both artists, exalting a tale of uncertain love into a territory that’s more holy than it has any right to be.
- Taylor Grimes


3 | One Step Closer - Leap Years

One does not simply drop a song on February 29th just to let it drift away in the winds of time, especially when “Leap Years” is about just that. One Step Closer brings a whirlwind of throttling instrumentation fit for a mosh pit and passionate lyrics with a special co-writing credit from the legendary Mat Kerekes, complete with a fantastic tempo shift during the outro to take the song home. There’s really nobody crushing the melodic hardcore game like One Step Closer.
- Samuel Leon


2 | Braino – Unkind

Who doesn’t love an underdog story? “Unkind” is one of six total songs this LA group has ever made in their short, sporadic life, and it’s one of the best things I’ve heard in 2024. It is a beautifully gentle composition of uncomplicated piano and guitar, coupled with soft percussion and layered vocals—A.K.A., indie as all hell. The song is a constant internal monologue, with unhelpful thoughts taking up space and the feeling of losing ground after a positive change. I think we want to believe that we can wake up one day and be different, but the reality is it takes months or years to train ourselves to be more like our ideal selves. This song is a gorgeous lullaby to rock yourself to sleep to, placed somewhere on your journey after a backslide into nasty habits and just before a brave step forward.
- Braden Allmond


1 | Waxahatchee – Right Back To It

“Right Back To It” is timeless. Featuring a spellbinding banjo, classically confessional Crutchfield lyrics, and complete with an MJ Lenderman feature that frames the song as a loving (possibly treacherous) duet, it already feels like this melody has been in my life for decades. The music video is just as serene as we watch the two alt-country superstars float down the river in a pontoon boat, serenading the world as it passes by. This is the type of song that makes me happy to be alive, the type of chorus I’ll be singing for as long as I’m kicking around, the kind of art other musicians spend their entire lives working towards. “Right Back To It” is four and a half minutes that will live for eternity. 
- Taylor Grimes

Swim Into The Sound's Staff Favorites of 2024

Early on in 2024, I put out a call for new writers thinking that a small handful of people might want to join our team to write about emo music and under-the-radar indie rock. What actually happened is roughly 60 people applied, and I was overwhelmed for weeks sifting through all of these super thoughtful responses from incredibly talented people who wanted to be a part of Swim Into The Sound.

Over the course of the year, some of those people naturally dropped off or had other obligations come up, but a majority of them stayed on to write reviews, retrospectives, premieres, and interviews. This year more than any other, I felt a sense of community form around this silly little website as the self-dubbed Swim Team spent 2024 turning out one fantastic piece after another, lifting each other up, and shooting the shit in our Discord. It’s really amazing. 

I’m just some guy who writes about music online; all of these people who make up our team (including all the older writers who were on board before 2024) have set the tone, pace, and tenor for what Swim Into The Sound actually is, and that’s an incredible thing to find myself at the helm of. 

With all of these new people jumping on board, I had to be more of an editor than ever before, but it was all in service of sharing music we love. Over the past twelve months, we’ve published 128 articles containing a collective 170k words. That’s staggering to me. There were some stretches where we published an article every day for a week, and while that wasn’t entirely sustainable for me as an editor, it was thrilling to feel like a cutting-edge publication for a little bit. 

I guess what I’m trying to say is that I’m incredibly proud of these people and all their work. They’ve helped shape Swim into something far grander than I ever could have conceived, and it’s an honor to write alongside them, to edit their work, and to share it with the world. This has been a banner year for Swim Into The Sound, and I’m already excited to see where we collectively take things in 2025. 

Without any further blabbering or maudlin reflecting, I’d like to turn things over to the Swim Team to allow each writer to talk about their favorite album of 2024, plus any other secondary favorites they might have. Below, you’ll find 36 recommendations from 36 different people, an eclectic snapshot of what 2024 had to offer. You can also access every one of these albums in this Spotify playlist if you’d like to listen as you read or save them for later. As usual, I hope you discover something new and exciting here to love; I definitely have. 


Britta Joseph | Touché Amoré – Spiral In A Straight Line

Rise Records

Touché Amoré creates albums that feel like diary entries - entries that we, as listeners, are unsure we should even be privy to. The melodic hardcore giants’ sixth album, Spiral In A Straight Line, chronicles the grief and shock that accompany devastating change. The first time I listened to this album, I was sitting in my living room, tears silently streaming down my cheeks as each pain-laced line of poetry pierced me through the heart. Jeremy Bolm hands us a record capturing a new chapter in his life, allowing a moment of connection and humanity, though it comes at a great personal cost. Heavily referential, brutally emotive, and sonically challenging, Spiral In A Straight Line is a beautiful tribute to heartbreak.

Other stand-outs for 2024:

  • EP of the year goes to FlyOverStates’ Ghosts (a brilliant post-hardcore release that feels like it’s straight out of the early aughts)

  • Cover of the year goes to Anthony Green’s rendition of “Numb, But I Still Feel It (Live at Nomad)” by Title Fight (bittersweet and simple; I was lucky enough to hear this on his spring tour this year)

  • Song of the year goes to Truman Finnell for the haunting single “Palm of Thorns” (visceral, atmospheric, brilliant; an incredible piece of art)


Caro Alt
| Johnny Blue Skies – Passage Du Desir 

High Top Mountain Records

As I write this, I am standing in a sprawling crowd to see Johnny Blue Skies, a.k.a. Sturgill Simpson. People are craning their necks just to get a better view of the stage setup; everyone seems to be in flannel, and I waited in line for 10 minutes to get a beer. That’s how excited everyone is to hear his latest record and my album of the year, Passage Du Desir, live. It’s clear to everyone in this room that Sturgill Simpson is the closest thing current country music has to a legend. For five albums, Simpson has become a larger-than-life musician who blends the more traditional sounds with metamodern tricks, produces contemporary country staples, plays in other artists’ bands, and even starred in a Scorsese movie. For these reasons, Simpson had to kill Sturgill. 

Under the guise of an altar ego, Simpson created a new, stripped-down world for his latest album. Compiled during his time in Paris and recorded with essentially just a guitar and an amp, the record grapples with private love, mundane misery, and suffocating grief. One of Simpson’s strengths as an artist has always been making his guitar speak for him, and in just eight songs, Simpson’s musical compositions create his most heart-aching stories yet. I still lose myself in the depth of “Jupiter’s Faerie” and “Right Kind of Dream.” I’m finishing this write-up after the concert and was reminded how, in an interview about the new name, Simpson suggested that it’s easier to release vulnerable albums under a pseudonym. After hearing the crowd sing those same lyrics with him, it’s hard not to be moved by the window of vulnerability this album created for not only himself but all of us, too.

Other Stuff I Liked:
- Compilation Album: Cardinals at the Window: A Benefit for Flood Relief in Western North Carolina ft. Various Artists
- Live Album: Live at the Rio Market by Horse Rider
- EP: I’d Think I Know by Oldstar
- Song: “Favourite” by Fontaines DC


Rob Moura
| Haley Heynderickx – Seed of a Seed

Mama Bird Recording Co.

When I first acquired my Apple Watch, I spent almost a week in its possession. I only ever took it off to charge it. In between, I took remote pictures of myself like James Bond, downloaded more notes apps than I had words to fill them, and pulled the compass out to let it direct me north, which at the time was toward a billboard advertising airplane food. In the summer, my skin paled underneath the band, a pallid ring of flesh revealing itself upon every removal. One day, in the forest, a dime-sized hive blossomed under the aluminum carapace, and though the welt grew so itchy it seemed made of electricity, I still refused to take it off. Greater was my desire to have my steps tracked, proof I had taken them.

Haley Heynderickx’s Seed of a Seed is perhaps not the greatest album I’ve heard this year, but it is the one that has impacted my life the most. It is the one that offers the most kindness. Too many invisible voices insist on music - that which has been absorbed into a gummy hypnotizing media amalgamation shorthanded as “content” - as a distraction or a tool for someone’s avaricious intentions. Seed of a Seed is of a different breed. The guitar is gentle and hearty, and Heynderickx’s voice soothes like a poultice. It reminds me “to pull the fuck over, just to stare at purple clover off the highway.” Maybe it’s not a coincidence that my watch sits on its charger, dormant for over a week now: a parasite successfully pulled from the fold.

Bits and Bites, Faves and Craves:
- Jessica Pratt - Here in the Pitch (transcendental folk transmission)
- DoNormaal & Welp Disney - PALMSPRINGA (hip-hop from the chaos rift)
- Zookraught - VIDA VIOLET (clamorous queer dance-punk)
- Mannequin Pussy - I Got Heaven (heavier than heaven?)
- The Lemon Twigs - A Dream Is All We Know (scraping the ceiling of pop-rock pastiche)


Nick Miller
| Mount Eerie – Night Palace

P. W. Elverum & Sun

I don’t remember where or how old I was when I first heard one of Phil Elverum’s songs, but if I had to venture a guess, I would say that I was probably about 16, sitting at the desktop computer in my childhood bedroom. Since then, his projects Mount Eerie and The Microphones have become a recurring presence in my life, not exactly on repeat, but always around. Night Palace is the first new Mount Eerie album in five years, and while it was just released in November, it has instantly cemented itself in my mind as one of Elverum’s best releases.

Across the album’s 81 minutes and 26 tracks, Elverum covers familiar ground and explores new genres, including screamo on “Swallowed Alive” and straightforward rock on “Empty Paper Towel Roll.” The album’s lyrics cross equally vast territory, with standouts like Elverum’s imagined conversation with a fish on the aptly-named “I Spoke With A Fish” and a touching meditation on depression with “Wind & Fog, Pt. 2.” There are noticeable callbacks to his previous work, but none of it feels forced or corny. Instead, Night Palace feels more like a culmination of everything that came before it.

Other Favorite Albums of 2024:
- Manning Fireworks by MJ Lenderman
- YOU’LL HAVE TO LOSE SOMETHING by SPIRIT OF THE BEEHIVE
- Tigers Blood by Waxahatchee
- GNX by Kendrick Lamar
- Lived Here For A While by Good Looks


Russ Finn
| Callahan & Witscher – Think Differently

Post Present Medium

Throughout their careers, Jack Callahan and Jeff Witscher have released experimental electronic music under their own names or monikers, like Die Reihe and Rene Hell. On Think Differently, their debut album as the duo Callahan & Witscher, the two avant-garde musicians execute their ultimate musical experiment—pop accessibility. 

Think Differently is an experimental concept album about making experimental music. Callahan & Witscher duet on every song with back-and-forth auto-tuned choruses and dry, spoken-word tales about the struggles of being touring experimental musicians who share deeply personal art to an indifferent world. In “Boiler Room,” for example, Witscher tells the tragicomic story of the time he played his music at a Boiler Room set where everyone was expecting “techno DJs.” On “Columbus,” Callahan “bares his soul to thirteen people who he’ll never meet” at a show in a laundromat.

Callahan & Witscher couple their self-deprecation and ennui with late 90s and early 2000s pop-rock stylings. Sugar Ray, Beck, Linkin Park–it’s all there, mashed together with samples of Taco Bell bongs, dueling banjos, and a calculated use of “listen to this track, bitch.” Though the jokes never stop, it would be a disservice to call this a comedy album. Think Differently is funny in the same way hanging out with your best friends is funny–you’ll crack jokes but still make room to lift each other up and have serious discussions.

The album is loaded with humor and a persistent jadedness toward the music industry, but the album isn’t a bitter, irony-poisoned piece of juvenilia. Think Differently is a sweet album that challenges musicians and artists to never give up on doing what they love, and it’s the most fun I’ve had listening to an album in a long time.

2024 releases deserving more attention:
- Tinker Bell’s Cough by F.G.S.
- Twisted Teens by Twisted Teens
- The Circus Egotistica by Floral Tattoo
- Hope and Fear by Stella


Caleb Doyle
| Waxahatchee – Tigers Blood

ANTI-

Katie Crutchfield’s arc as a musician is well familiar to middle-of-the-country people like me who grew up on Martina McBride and Montgomery Gentry; we rejected country radio as teens by turning to indie rock and then let the hometown twang seep back in as we got older. Waxahatchee is bona fide 2010s indie rock royalty, and yet Crutchfield has had the bravery and curiosity to follow what’s felt good down the Americana dirt road. 

Tigers Blood is both an improvement on Saint Cloud from a song-writing standpoint and an evolution of her sound. Perhaps “evolution” isn’t the proper term; maybe we’ll call it a “leaning-in.” Sonically, Tigers Blood is full-bore alt-country rock. Crutchfield channels Patsy Cline and her beloved Lucinda Williams in her vocal performance and does not hesitate to dial up the twang. As for the rest of the gang: Brad and Phil Cook, Spencer Tweedy, and MJ Lenderman lay down backing tracks as strong as anything Buck Owens’s Buckaroos ever played.

Lyrically, Crutchfield’s themes feel warmly familiar with an added wisdom and an un-clenching that comes with the freedom of playing music she is comfortable with. This is still the Waxahatchee from Cerulean Salt, just with a glass of sweet tea on a screened-in front porch. It is fascinating to hear words like “didactic,” “reticent,” and “a paradox poetic” through the lens of Crutchfield’s Alabama-raised, Kansas City-steeped twang. The warm country tones are a deep comfort amid nakedly human lyrics about grief, self-consciousness, and trying to make love work.

Each track is a meal. From hopeful lover’s ballad “Right Back To It” (my front-runner for Song of the Year) to acidic lovers’ quarrel over a Byrds riff “Crowbar,” each song on Tigers Blood feels immediately familiar upon first listen. The sounds are timeless, and we can only hope this is just the beginning of the alt-country Renaissance.

The rest of my Top 5:
2. Rosali - Bite Down
3. MJ Lenderman - Manning Fireworks
4. Jessica Pratt - Here in the Pitch
5. Cindy Lee - Diamond Jubilee


Elias Amini
| girlsnails – california kickball

Self-released

Of all the records that came out this year, from sumptuous screamo delights to achingly delicious alt-country jawns, I never thought that girlsnails’ six-song mathy emo album-length EP would have the unshakeable grip on me that it does. I first broadly gestured towards my favoritism for the band earlier on in our Q1 Roundup, where I could certainly say I was excitedly picking up what they were putting down. Then, this year happened. I buried friends and family alike, I struggled with my own mental health, I lent what strength I could to my comrades and loved ones. Through all this, california kickball did something miraculous for me: it just made more and more sense. The grappling with oneself, your shortcomings, your longing, your aches and scrapes and bruises and fractures. Every warble of pain felt reflective of something in my life; each pining for release I saw as flickering images of passed-on loved ones. And as powerful or elated, or melancholy or crazy as so many other projects from this year made me feel, none made me feel as seen as girlsnails did. It’s wild how an album about struggling through love and bad breakups became my philosopher's stone for digesting and metabolizing a huge amount of grief. But I suppose that is the most remarkable thing about music, isn’t it? This alchemical quality to become what you may need at a given moment in time and have it basically change a piece of you in the process. How wonderful that a batch of songs about clunky, dissolving connections and abstract longing could give me such peace. I don't know what girlsnails has up their sleeve next, but I can only hope whatever wondrous form it takes that it makes itself a home for anyone willing to listen. 

Other releases I loved from this year:
- Obsidian Wreath by Infant Island
- We Have the Answer by Heavenly Blue
- Quarto Vientos Cinco Soles by Massa Nera and Quiet Fear
- Sweethearts, a split by Aren't We Amphibians and Just Let Me Go


Josh Ejnes
| Sinai Vessel – I SING

Keeled Scales

One reason that Sinai Vessel’s I SING hit so hard for me is that, at its heart, it is an incredibly angry record. Though it doesn’t display many of the sonic hallmarks you might expect from angry music (it’s not particularly loud, not particularly fast, not particularly explosive), the simmering undercurrent that drives things throughout is the kind only born from a battle between rage and resignation. It carries the anger of the overthinking and over-observant, a brand of emotion that hits close to home for me, especially this year. On first listen, I remember being particularly struck by the opening of “Challenger,” which starts: “Loved snow til you realized it’s / Rain that sticks to the ground / The weight prix fixe of consciousness / Does not fuck around.” There are so many lyrics like this where I felt equally seen and punched in the gut, always sung beautifully over masterful arrangements ranging in style from alt-country to bossa nova and heartland rock. There’s just so much that works here. It’s an amazing record that came right when I needed it, and to me, it’s the best of the year.

Other Releases I loved:
- Flesh Tape - Flesh Tape
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bonus - was a dog
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Bad Moves - Wearing Out The Refrain
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bedbug - pack your bags the sun is growing
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Ekko Astral - Pink Balloons


John Dietz
| Lucy (Cooper B. Handy) – 100% PROD I.V.

Ulyssa

If you listen to only one Lucy project from this year, make it this one. It’s a collaborative effort with producer i.v., who’s worked with a remarkable assortment of artists ranging from Shed Theory’s Tek lintowe to ambient folk musician Kaho Matsui. It’s hard to make any generalizations about the sound of Lucy’s work, mostly because he’s explored so many different styles and worked with so many producers, but 100% PROD I.V. feels truly unique. I’m struck by the sparseness of the songs, the fragility of the interlocking synth melodies, the way the MIDI guitar riffs and hi-hats complement Lucy’s double-tracked vocals.

One highlight for me is album opener, “Make My Bed,” kicking off with a bright MIDI guitar sound that features prominently throughout the project. Accompanied by an understated, smooth bassline, his lyrics flow back and forth between inscrutable couplets like “I used to think I would fall off / But the dog’s fur is so soft” and utterly sincere confessions: “I heard when you said / That things are gonna get better / That's why I wake up in the morning, and I make my bed.” Lucy’s writing and persona feel especially welcome now when a lot of songwriting seems to feel increasingly wry, tongue-in-cheek, or despondent. His Instagram features lots of little aphorisms like “If you’re reading this ur smart+lucky+loved” and “TurnUp - Tune Out - Drop In.” He ends many of his posts with “HMU ILY.”

As I continue to explore his massive discography, I’ve realized that maybe what I love most about Lucy is his long-running habit of interpreting pop songs, refracting tunes like “Beauty and the Beast” and “All You Need Is Love” through his unique brand of off-kilter pop. 100% PROD I.V. includes maybe my favorite example of this to date, a cover of 2000 chart-topper “Breathe” titled “Faith Hill.” A lesser, more cynical artist might use this as a chance to jab, poke fun, mock — but Lucy and i.v.’s stripped-down version of the pop country hit feels entirely earnest. MIDI guitar riffs and glittering synth lines give way to a sparse, trap-inflected drum pattern and Lucy’s double-tracked vocals as he croons, “I can feel the magic floating in the air / Being with you gets me that way.” 

Here are some other albums I really enjoyed this year:
- Endlessness by Nala Sinephro
- Here in the Pitch by Jessica Pratt
- The Cime Interdisciplinary Music Ensemble by Cime
- Cold Visions by Bladee
- Real Home by Kiran Leonard


Ben Sooy
| Pedro the Lion – Santa Cruz

Polyvinyl Record Co.

I’ve been tracking David Bazan’s music since the year of our Lord 2002, and his most recent record is, in my opinion, his best work. Santa Cruz is part three of five planned albums, each chronicling an era of Bazan’s childhood and adolescence. Bazan is kind and tender to his past self, his family, and all the complicated and heartbreaking things that happened to him. The magic thing about this record is how much of myself I see in Bazan’s story. Our childhoods certainly have parallels, but it’s not just the stuff we have in common. Like all great autobiographical storytelling, the more specific the story gets, the more universal it feels. 

On paper, a musical autobiography could have had self-indulgent, cringeworthy music-theater-bullshit energy, but instead, these albums feel like the rock music equivalent of East of Eden. In the same way Steinbeck’s book was tied to place and family history and the implications of how faith gets inherited, these records feel like that sort of literature. And the songs are well-crafted rock songs. Simply amazing.

Other albums that are very good: 
- Stay Inside - Ferried Away
- Elliott Green - Kintsugi 
- mealworm - mealworm 
- Sinai Vessel - I SING
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Flight Mode - The Three Times


Lillian Weber
| Punitive Damage – Hate Training

Convulse Records 

When confronted with genocide, how close to your conditions does the other need to be for you to start caring? How close to you does it need to be before you do something? Will it take until there is literally blood on your hands? 

Punitive Damage’s new EP, Hate Training, grapples explicitly with these questions as they relate to the ongoing genocide in Palestine (“raze the strip, cleanse them / accept their fate, it’s how it is”), those with power who try and convince you what is happening before your eyes is fine (“my word is truth / so swallow the shit”), and those who willfully buy into the lie that their comfort doesn’t come on the backs of the oppressed (“find comfort in their chains / basic needs- a cause of shame”). 

Hate Training also serves as a rallying cry. The gang vocals shouting “I won’t beg” on the highlight “Humanity Upon Request” remind us that asking nicely of those who hate us to please, treat us with respect, will never work. In the face of genocide, we will not prostrate ourselves, we will not be told how brave we are for speaking up, we will make our own world possible. 

OTHER NOTABLES:
- Gouge Away’s excellent comeback LP, Deep Sage, is a comfort blanket.
- Black Button’s Internal Life is what my panic attacks sound like.
- Crush Fund’s New Fixation x100.


Cassidy Sollazzo
| Coco & Clair Clair – Girl

Nice Girl World

What other 2024 album has lines like “Write a hit song then I read a big book / I’m all about the lovin’ you can call me bell hooks” and “You’re a wannabe heartthrob, broke ass with no job / Grown ass Thingamabob, no TP at his spot”???? The answer is none of them. Only Coco & Clair Clair’s Girl, the follow-up to their 2022 breakout, Sexy. The term “sophomore slump” doesn’t even exist in the Atlanta duo’s vocabulary, with their lyricism wittier and nastier than ever, dripping in confidence and begging for confrontation. This album has lifted me from the depths of various breakdowns and depression pits like no other. When I hear the opening synths of “Martini,” I can literally feel my soul transcend to a different plane, and “My Girl” is the perfect song to strut (commute) to. Who else would have the sheer gall to make a synth-trap cover of CSNY’s “Our House”?? Two girls who do not give two fucks. 

Girl also gets points for being the only album I’ve ever sent in my group chat that actually ended up in everyone’s rotation. Now we’re all obsessed. My best friend crashed her car while blasting “Kate Spade” (the song the pair calls their ‘magnum opus’), having the type of listening experience God (Coco & Clair Clair) intended. I got to see the duo at Irving Plaza with said friends at the beginning of November, and it was the most I screamed, danced, and sweated at a show since my days riding the rails at One Direction concerts. This album is cunty, hot, brain-scratchingly synthy, and the best mood booster I’ve ever encountered. It’s helped me push past insecurities and quiet feelings of existential dread, it’s soundtracked pregames and girls nights, it’s the most likely thing to be playing through my headphones at any given moment, and it is my absolute favorite album of 2024.

Some other albums I’ve loved this year:
- Liana Flores, Flower of the soul
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Doechii, Alligator Bites Never Heal
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Shaina Hayes, Kindergarten Heart
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Brittany Howard, What Now
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Rosali, Bite Down


David Gay
| Water Damage – In E  

12XU

On one of their shirts, the band Water Damage describes themselves with the following mantra: “Maximal Repetition, Minimal Deviation.” In 2024, when there were so many things to be stressed out about, In E, an album that features “volume, repetition, volume, repetition,” became a refuge for me from the day-to-day pressures and an antidote to life’s complexities. 

Getting lost in a piece of art is a special experience. Whether moving as one with a crowd at a live concert or being completely enthralled by a character’s story in a movie theater - it’s rare when I get to turn my brain off and truly let go for a period of time. Each time I listen to this band, and this album in particular, it provides that escape. No matter what circumstance I am in at a place and time, I could always rely on “maximal repetition” and “minimal deviation” to at least get me through 82 minutes. I’m thankful and grateful for that, and that’s why it’s one of my favorite albums of 2024.

Some of my other favorites: 
- Stay Golden by Combat
- Dulling The Horns by Wild Pink
- Sentiment by Claire Rousay
- Pink Balloons by Ekko Astral 
- “Ghost” and “Soul Planet” from the 8/4/24 Phish show in Noblesville, Indiana


Logan Archer Mounts
| Mary Spender – Super. Sexy. Heartbreak.

Self-Released

At this time of writing, I have yet to finalize any placements for my favorite albums of the year, so I’m using this space to talk about what I believe will be the least-talked-about album that will likely land in my top 10. Mary Spender is a singer-songwriter from Bristol who I’ve been following for a number of years via her YouTube channel. She’s put out a handful of gorgeous singles like “The Great Wave” and “Primrose,” and last year saw the release of her double album Songbook, which she doesn’t technically consider to be her debut as all of those songs are strictly acoustic recordings. Turns out that it was a bit of an intentional teaser to Super. Sexy. Heartbreak. as almost all of the songs were originally included on Songbook

Her full band renditions of songs like “Getaway Sun” and “I’ll Stay Quiet” were absolutely worth the wait, acting as the culmination of years of growth as a musician and online personality. I still can’t quite nail down a particular style or subgenre to describe Spender’s music, which is part of the reason I love it. She’s cited artists like John Mayer and Suzanne Vega as influences, and there are certainly notes of what used to be called “adult alternative,” but her proficient guitar work puts her in an instrumental class adjacent to math rock and progressive-emo artists like Closure In Moscow, Delta Sleep, or The Reign Of Kindo. Her music is profoundly British, which is just another one of the many things I love about this album while having plenty of lyrical references to her time spent in Chicago and Los Angeles. All of that is accented by Spender’s beautiful, soulful voice, which she shows off strongest in songs like  “Church Bell” and “I Blame Myself.” Super. Sexy. Heartbreak. is one of the year’s most distinct singer-songwriter albums that everyone should be giving a chance.

  • The real AOTY was the friends we made along the way


Ben Parker
| A Place For Owls – how we dig in the earth

Broom of Destruction 

Once I learned of its existence, I knew that once how we dig in the earth was released, it would be my album of the year. What I didn’t know, however, is that this album would be something that would carry me through potentially the heaviest grief of my life. I have never felt more hope than when I listen to this album on repeat, and I have sadly had to come back to it far too many times this year. Each time the final notes of “help me let the right ones in” play, I am left sitting in the dark, listening to my own breathing and understanding that hope truly is a weapon. A Place For Owls have crafted an album that is full of heart. This record comes to you as a warm hug from a lost friend that, as soon as you touch, the memories flood back into your brain. 

Other Important Releases:
- Garden Home - S/T
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Combat - Stay Golden
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Excuse Me, Who Are You? - Double Bind
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Barely Civil - I’d Say I’m Not Fine
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Leisure Hour - The Sunny Side


Alex Couts
| Lifecrusher – In Death, We All Rot the Same

Side 2 Side Records / Inhumano Records

Blistering, relentless, and unforgiving. Lifecrusher’s 2024 effort In Death, We All Rot the Same is a 23-minute celebration of decades-old hardcore tradition, adored and interpreted with a fresh cultural lens. With the incoming tsunami of Sunami-style-rip-off-acts popping up around the globe, it can feel easy to put young hardcore bands in a box, but Lifecrusher is demolishing borders across Europe with friends at their side. The band conjures frenetic and participatory live shows with the likes of Deconvolution, XOXO., Wonderful World, and SLOPE, delivering 8KHC across Europe and next: the globe. If you desire the kinesis of formative acts like Cross Me, Soul Search, and Mindforce tied together with deep vocal incisions of Amygdala and Code Orange Kids, you should tune into Lifecrusher before they become the coolest band on the planet. In Death, We All Rot the Same is simply another stepping stone on that journey for Lifecrusher. 

Other notable releases: 
- State Power – Year of the Harvest
-
Wonderful World – Universal Tension 
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Big Ass Truck – Big Ass Demo
-
Logic1000 – Mother
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No Cure – I Hope I Die Here


Samuel Leon
| Knocked Loose – You Won’t Go Before You’re Supposed To

Pure Noise Records

With regards to having a metal album as your AOTY in 2024, is this a “basic” choice? Sure, but there is a reason Knocked Loose has gotten so much praise and sold out larger headlining shows than their contemporaries. Every second of You Won’t Go Before You’re Supposed To feels like a wrestling match between your listening device and the Oldham County quintet to see if they can successfully break your speakers. Songs like “Piece By Piece” and “Don’t Reach For Me” prove Knocked Loose is at the top of their game right now, and they have no plans of slowing down.

Honorable Mentions Include:
- Songs of a Lost World: The Cure
- Imaginal Disk: Magdalena Bay
- Glimmer of God: Jean Dawson
- All You Embrace: One Step Closer
- Self-Titled: Foxing


Kirby Kluth
| Memorial – Redsetter

Real Kind Records

Could you do me a favor? The next time I think about getting off social media, I need you to stop me and read aloud from Swim Into The Sound’s Staff Favorites of 2024. All of the potentially harmful effects of exorbitant screen time and my declining attention span have been completely outweighed by the time Lomelda’s Instagram Story told me she and her brother helped produce Memorial’s sophomore album, Redsetter, and that I should listen to it. My year has been one of deep grief and tremendous joy, and during all of the in-between times where the growth comes, Redsetter offered comfort and a leg for me to stand on. The whole album is coated in warmth. Jack Watts almost always sounds to me as if he is smiling while he sings. It's drums and finger picking provide a pattern to nod my head along to, and there are moments scattered throughout that give me chills and well up a momentum within me. Hannah and Tommy Reed’s fingerprints are all over this record, making Redsetter feel like a home from the first listen. They lent Memorial their sound in ways that work to deepen the record. Redsetter is full-bodied, endlessly kind, and my favorite album of 2024.

2024, according to Kirby:
- NTS Radio
- A slew of new-to-streaming The Sundays singles
- Big Nick - DOPE MUSIC
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Hovvdy - Hovvdy
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Nourished by Time - “Hell of a Ride”
- Faye Webster’s discography

Braden Allmond | Charly Bliss – Forever

Lucky Number Music

For reasons known only to my unconscious mind, hearing good power pop makes me philosophical and thankful for this century of human history. The third album from Charly Bliss is a good reminder to participate in your life–not to just wake up and shuffle to work, but to open windows and breathe with the world, to make time to watch the sunset, to learn constellations with someone you love, to ask your coworker how their kids are. This album is a reminder that the news cannot stop you from living your life. Fireworks in March, cowbells in an unsuspecting field, an indescribable cappuccino at 3 PM, a welcome-back-to-the-continent kiss, whatever makes your heart beat, you have to find and deliver yourself those experiences. I spent most of my year searching for comfort and found an infinite source here. Enduring brightness, childlike hope, teeth-hurting sweetness, teenaged desire, and unabashed happiness, Forever by Charly Bliss delivers all of this on every front.

Other 2024 releases I particularly enjoyed and think you should listen to:
- Ogbert The Nerd — What You Want (The only emo band from New Jersey)
- Knifeplay — Pearlty (2024 Remaster)
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I Love Your Lifestyle — Summerland (Torpa or Nothing)
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ANORAK! — Self-actualization and the ignorance and hesitation towards it
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Lobby Boxer —Head Shoulders Knuckles Floor


Nickolas Sackett
| Sam Wilkes – iiyo iiyo iiyo

Self-released 

2024 has been a weird year for me, one awash with hues of pain, financial hardship, health scares, travel, and love. Since the day I chanced upon its serene shade of blue, iiyo iiyo iiyohas been a constant source of comfort that has soundtracked countless cooking sessions, sleepy drives home from my girlfriend’s apartment, and late-night Balatro sessions in bed. It’s strange that a live-jazz album I chanced upon flicking through Instagram Stories would eventually become so prevalent in my life- but then again, is anything so strange? If I asked a certain person, they might even tell me that the universe wanted me to find the album, that it was all preordained, and that there was no way I wouldn’t find it. Someone else might tell me I’m on that damn phone too much. Whatever your take is, iiyo iiyo iiyo is a wonderful recording of a brilliant show. It’s hard not to marvel at it all with music like this.


Brandon Cortez
| Macseal – Permanent Repeat

Counter Intuitive Records

The Long Island indie-emo quartet drops listeners into snapshots of nostalgia on their second LP, Permanent Repeat. Having built their success off of their 4th/5th-wave emo hits such as “Cats” and “Next to You,” Macseal lean into their hook-infested indie soundscape this time around. Even with a five-year gap between albums, they manage to pick up exactly where they left off, plus some. Track two, “Golden Harbor,” sets the stage for reminiscing as the listener is heaved through memories of the group's early days–all set to the backdrop of Golden Harbor Authentic Chinese Cuisine, nestled in Champaign-Urbana. I could write indefinitely about this album, however, I’d be remiss not to focus on the album’s titular track, “Permanent Repeat.” In my humble opinion, this song should be crowned as the group's magnum opus. Coming in at a just-right three and a half minutes, the song hits everything we’ve come to know and love from Macseal. Soft, emotional lyrics that all lead up to an unbelievably catchy chorus which is preceded by a jarring guitar solo to yoink the listener out of their perpetual yearning. Permanent Repeat has been just that; on an endless loop whenever I find the time. Even when the album is not sonically present, it’s the never-ending soundtrack to my daydreaming. A love letter to the way things used to, and could be, Permanent Repeat leaves listeners nostalgic for moments that haven't yet happened. 

Other 2024 favorites:
- Kerosene Heights - Leaving
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Mini Trees - Burn Out 
- Ben Quad - Ephemera
- Aaron West and the Roaring Twenties - In Lieu of Flowers


Noëlle Midnight
| Better Lovers – Highly Irresponsible

Sharptone

Formed by three members of the now defunct metalcore outfit Every Time I Die, plus vocalist Greg Puciato (The Dillinger Escape Plan) and Will Putney (Fit For An Autopsy), Better Lovers’ debut LP comes out swinging, ensuring listeners know that nobody here is wasting time merely trying to recapture the past.

With Highly Irresponsible, Better Lovers deliver Southern-tinged metalcore that’s bursting at the seams with anger and accusations. It’s hard to listen to this record without thinking about how the end of ETID transpired, with vocalist Keith Buckley being abruptly removed from the band, ultimately resulting in a full collapse. From that context, we see Puciato screaming, “Can you believe you thought yourself sophisticated,” the alternating lyrics of “We all look blameless” and “We all look guilty,” followed a few songs later with “You want your flowers, but you threw out the seeds.” A narrative, whether intended or not, begins to form as we see what appears to be the pain of a bad breakup.

Musically, if you liked the Southern riffs that defined much of ETID’s sound, you’ll find yourself delighted by tracks like “Drowning In A Burning World.” Pair that with choruses brought to life by Puciato’s incredible alternation between a variety of vocal techniques to create texture that is all too often missing from mainstream metalcore releases. It’s hard to listen to this record without singing along to the impeccably written choruses and repeated vocal themes and frankly? I wouldn’t want to.

Some of my other favorites: 
- Santa Cruz by Pedro The Lion
- Leap of Death by Left to Suffer
- empathogen by WILLOW
- Winter by Strelitzia
- Prelude to Ecstasy by The Last Dinner Party


Aly Eleanor
| Kali Malone – All Life Long

Ideologic Organ

All Life Long is Kali Malone’s fifth “record,” roughly speaking both in terms of number and what defines a body of work. If you only focus on the big stuff, that could entail over 100 minutes of pipe organ drones, Éliane Radigue homage, three hours of sine waves, or even shoegaze. Her latest unfolds across a suite of melancholy, arranged for brass, organ, and voice — it’s a dense, dynamic chunk of liturgy that nevertheless holds a glacier’s worth of beauty within. As I revisit “No Sun To Burn” and “Fastened Maze,” once again greeted by the biting grasp of winter winds, it is easy to be struck by how heavy they sound. Malone’s compositions are weighed down by their stellar core, a glowing resolve frozen underneath the icy surface. All Life Long leans into the furrows of her electroacoustic eclecticism and produces the closest thing to what a minimalist could call a “crossover hit.” It holds the odd distinction of being my fourth favorite Kali Malone record while still being my favorite record of the year. Set aside some time to immerse yourself.


Nick Webber
| Apples with Moya – A Heave of Lightness on the Ground

Den Tapes

Apples with Moya found me nestled in the covers of a guest bed during the Minnesota springtime, slowly returning from dreamland. As I pressed play, I was casually familiar with the band as part of the Great Grandpa extended universe, but I wasn’t at all prepared to be swept away so dramatically in those 32 minutes laying next to my sleeping wife in the early morning light. 

A lot of what makes this record (and Great Grandpa) special to me has to do with the melodic sensibility; it feels rare to hear folks really going for it when it comes to writing compelling and catchy tunes, especially when “vibe” often seems to get more shine than songcraft in buzzy music as of late. LaFlam’s vivid and often mercurial lyrics land in captivating ways, oscillating between the impressionistic and the earthly, nestled in unabashedly gorgeous arrangements. Sometimes Sufjanesque, sometimes power poppy, always memorable, A Heave of Lightness on the Ground is an album shot through with humor, movement, bracing specificity, and revelation. It feels like the sort of music that can only come out of the Pacific Northwest, and it’s the only album I know of that name-checks both Pedro the Lion and Montucky Cold Snacks. To a guy like me, this stuff is magic.


Wes Cochran
| Foxing – Foxing

Grand Paradise 

Many 2024 albums have inspired me or brought me comfort, but none have lit a fire under my ass like Foxing. In the decade-plus since the release of their modern emo classic The Albatross, the indie rock quartet have amassed a cult following for frontman Conor Murphy’s expressive vocals and the band’s restless evolution. From the sounds of it though, all that hard work has left them exhausted and without much in the way of material gains to show for it. After one last swing for the rafters with their previous full-length, any and all guardrails came off on their self-funded, self-produced, self-titled, and self-released fifth album. The band makes hairpin turns between everything from disaffected dream pop to vicious hardcore, sometimes within the same song. The mix can go from perfectly balanced to completely blown out (I’ve probably done permanent damage to my ears listening to “Gratitude”), and each member has several moments across the record where it sounds as if they might lose control at any given moment. 

As someone “liked-but-didn’t-love” the band going in, I spent my entire first listen feeling like I had been sucker-punched. Not just at the sonic mayhem I was subjecting myself to, but the emotional intensity of Foxing. If I had to summarize the thematic crux of the album, it would be a crisis of faith - in music, love, your country, God, or anything else you’ve devoted a significant portion of your life to, only to realize you may not believe in it anymore. You’re forced to search for purpose again in an endless cultural vacuum of regurgitated ideas, view and sales counts, and just general suffering. It may sound like I’m describing the “feel-bad Album of the Year,” and on some level, I am, but no amount of words can describe how awe-inspiring and thrilling it is to actually hear that search on Foxing. After all, how many albums will I ever be able to say started a chain reaction that led to me picking up my guitar for the first time in more than a year and trying to create things again? 

Throughout a stressful final quarter of the year that included but was not limited to: my car being totaled, death and illness within my family, and the American presidential election, I caught myself repeating the refrain of “CONSTANT FATIGUE!” from “Hell 99,” but recently I’ve decided to literally change my tune. I’ve spent far too much of my life wallowing and waiting, and it’s gotten pretty old - it’s time to rally. To put it in Foxing’s own words: “Make your mother proud, you’ve got to sharpen those dead dreams.” 

Here’s some more music that made my 2024 that much more fulfilling: 
- Everything Everything - Mountainhead
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Father John Misty - Mahashmashana
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Haley Heynderickx - Seed of a Seed
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Los Campesinos!, just Los Campesinos! as a band
- Magdalena Bay - Imaginal Disk
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Mount Eerie - Night Palace
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Vince Staples - Dark Times


David Williams
| Wishy – Triple Seven

Winspear

The Indianapolis five-piece cinched the title “Rookies of the Year” with their debut record, Triple Seven. The music is a love letter to their indie rock predecessors, creating a well-thought-out alternative rock experience delivered with the confidence of Larry Bird shooting jump shots in his backyard. The melodies are intoxicatingly addicting and will be swirling in your head for hours, days, months, maybe even years after first hearing them. “Love On The Outside” will have you in a Ving Rhames-like chokehold, packing a wallop of a chorus that somehow rises to match the stadium-level guitar riffs. If you’re not blasting the record at maximum volume that could potentially result in hearing loss or a surly neighbor, you’re not listening to it properly. 

Other albums that restored that feeling:
- MJ Lenderman - Manning Fireworks
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Kendrick Lamar - GNX
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Wild Pink - Dulling The Horns
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Charli XCX - Brat
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Ducks LTD. - Harm’s Way


Lindsay Fickas
| Hovvdy – Hovvdy

Arts & Crafts 

2024 was an odd year where I was constantly clinging to any glimpse of nostalgia I could find. I needed a reminder of a time when things didn’t feel as though they were marching steadily into darkness. I found it in Hovvdy’s self-titled release. The album brings a fresh take on an older sound, delivering songs that could have fit in comfortably on a 2011 indie folk album sandwiched between Bon Iver and Fleet Foxes. At times, the songs feel new and electric, utilizing effects and jaunty hooks to pull you in. Other times, they’re stripped-down and bare. If a John Steinbeck character pulled out a guitar around a campfire and played “Song for Pete,” I wouldn’t dare question the authenticity. And while many of the songs feel as though they’ve emerged straight from a Pitchfork Editor’s Pick 15 years ago, they never veer toward pretension, opting instead for full-throated sincerity with off-the-cuff lines like “Goddamn, I swear I will always love you.” It’s a warm and gorgeous record at a time I need it most. 

A few other favorites: 
- Foxing - Foxing
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Ekko Astral - Pink Balloons
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Friko - Where we’ve been, Where we go from here
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Waxahatchee - Tigers Blood
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A Place for Owls - how we dig in the earth


Ciara Rhiannon
| With Sails Ahead – Infinite Void

Self-released

Prior to this year, With Sails Ahead's discography had been a concise collection of singles and EPs that have each operated as a window into the influences and ambitions of the band, but we haven't seen the full magnitude of what they have been building towards – until now. Infinite Void is not only the first full-length album by With Sails Ahead; it is a testament to everything they have learned so far and the effort they’ve put in as a band. The work that goes into creating an album is intense, especially an album that accomplishes as much as Infinite Void – from its staggering instrumental range to its subtle references – all imprinted onto this record by each individual member. It’s difficult to think of many debut albums that are this technically impressive and ambitious straight out of the gate. You can genuinely feel the way this band collaborates and informs each other’s abilities across every single track on Infinite Void, and the result is one of the most staggeringly cohesive records I have ever heard.

Honorable Mentions:
- CLIFFDIVER - birdwatching
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Zach Benson - Music For You And Your Friends
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stop.drop.rewind - stop.drop.rewind
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Hey, ily! - Hey, I Loathe You!
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Eichlers - IKE WORLD
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Ekko Astral - Pink Balloons


Joshua Sullivan
| MJ Lenderman – Manning Fireworks

ANTI-

Two weeks before the diluvian Helene radically transformed the town, I was visiting friends in Asheville, North Carolina. Manning Fireworks had just come out, and as we drove the Blue Ridge Parkway listening to “Joker Lips,” I found myself in deep gratitude – here is a record that feels like it was always with me and always will be. As I spent the ensuing weeks in horror of what close friends and family experienced during and after Hurricane Helene, the album became a balm – which might be surprising, given the content of the record. 

The fractured, predatory world of modern masculinity runs deep throughout MJ Lenderman’s understated, assured, and altogether brilliant album. The stories of cocksure failsons or manosphere marks update the cadre of fools found in Steely Dan songs for a new world. It’s a world that sets us up to fail, that dunks on us when we’re down – but was it the strong headwinds or the shorts full of sand that sank the bird in the end? This downtempo collection of double entendres, ending in a blissful seven minutes of meditative feedback, is a sanctuary for the soul, stuffed full of dumbasses and cowards. We laugh at them, but it can often feel like self-defense. Because, as Lenderman tosses off in the great “She’s Leaving You”: “We all got work to do.” The roads in Asheville are crumbled while the failsons continue to ascend. We all got work to do. 

Honorable Mentions:
Magdelena Bay – Imaginal Disk | Jimmy Montague – Tomorrow’s Coffee | Carpool – My Life In Subtitles | Color Temperature – Here For It | Mach-Hommy — #RICHAXXHAITIAN


Jason Sloan
| Climax Landers – Zenith No Effects

Gentle Reminder

Will Moloney has spent the better part of the 21st century as one of the New York underground’s most quietly influential figures; Bandcamp once crowned him “the Best Indie Rock Songwriter You’ve (Probably) Never Heard Of.” Now, after twenty years and almost as many monikers, he’s perfected his blend of wry non-sequitur and shaggy grooves with the apotheotic Zenith No Effects. “Play It Cool” weaves defunct Brooklyn venues, superhero pornography, and Styx into an anthem for all those too weird to ever work a room. And I’m not sure there’s a better thesis for Moloney’s whole oeuvre than “Blessed by health and love and weed / Find the truth dialectically” from “Ad Hominem.” But the dual parenthetical bookend tracks are Zenith’s crowning achievements: a two-part tale of the Climax Landers literally riding in to save an oppressed city-state through the power of collective unity and rock and roll. In lesser hands, it would prove unbearable, but the winking delivery and Charlie Dore-Young’s buoyant bassline are too infectious to scoff at. By the time the album’s triumphant saxophone outro comes around, you’re right there with them, liberated and ready to seize your one chance to dance.


Joe Wasserman
| Young Jesus – The Fool

Saddle Creek

Young Jesus himself, John Rossiter sings like I’m the only one listening. His voice almost replaces the one that narrates my thoughts thanks to the intimate production on The Fool. With songwriting full of parables, I often feel like I’m sitting at the bar hearing an old-timer drop nuggets of wisdom that I have to parse through. All the while, though, I’m enraptured in their story. There is a yearning and mourning in Rossiter’s voice (e.g., “Rabbit,” “MOTY,” “Dancer”) that is hyper-specific in description, but universal in emotion. In addition to the impeccable arrangement, The Fool is sonically textured and layered. Despite an emphasis on naturalistic vocal deliveries, there are digital glitches, noise-gated distortions, and delays galore here. Somehow, it all fits together. Sure, you can name a few songs as singles with their hooks and accessibility, yet it’s the album as a whole that overwhelms me every time I hit play on “Brenda & Diane.” Thematically, The Fool offers a compelling, progressive look at masculinity in 2024. Rossiter laments love and family; you can hear his heart breaking and fighting to stay in one piece on every track. This is an album that is as fun as it is incisive and insightful. The Fool is ultimately just fascinating in its depth and rewards repeated listening.


Connor Fitzpatrick
| Christopher Owens – I Wanna Run Barefoot Through Your Hair

True Panther Records

I used to be neighbors with Christopher Owens when we both lived in San Francisco. After Girls disbanded and his solo career seemed to dissipate, I’d see him around from time to time. Sometimes he’d be playing his guitar, but more often than not, he was just another dude in the neighborhood. I wondered occasionally if he’d ever make more music, but eventually, it seemed as though things had moved on. But now he’s back after nine years with a new solo album, the breathtaking I Wanna Run Barefoot Through Your Hair. In many ways, this feels like a long-lost Girls album with its deep yearning, gorgeous melodies, and background gospel vocals. It’s a massive triumph from Owens as he sings about heartache, loss, and loneliness, but also about the beauty in life and that, through all of the hardships we face as humans, life moves on and is worth living. Owens is at the top of his game on the album, and his guitar solos have never been lovelier. The album ends with what might be the best song he’s ever written, “Do You Need A Friend,” a seven-minute colossus that climaxes with Owens lamenting how he’s “barely making it through the days” and “the loneliness is always the same.” It’s a harrowing listen, but his vulnerability is so powerful and defiant because, despite all of it, he’s still here with a song to sing.

Dishonorable Mentions:
- Fontaines D.C. - Romance
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Rosali - Bite Down
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Schoolboy Q - Blue Lips
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Hurray For The Riff Raff - The Past Is Still The Same
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Nap Eyes - The Neon Gate

The Best of Q1 2024

Today means something different to everybody. To some, April 1 is a fun day for goofs and gags; to others, it’s just another day we have to pay rent. To obsessive music writers, today marks the official beginning of “Q2” 2024. I know that makes me sound like a business bro or some hotshot market analyst, but I’ve found increasing validity in breaking up the year into four even chunks like this. Not only does this cadence make me more mindful of the passage of time, but it also acts as the perfect vantage point to look back and take stock of what has happened over the last few months.

Whenever I talk to people, even the biggest music nerds, a common sentiment is the feeling that it’s harder than ever to “keep up” with new music. I agree, but I also think that feeling means you’re putting too much pressure on yourself. Every week is an avalanche of new music, and it can be overwhelming to keep up with. Throw in the constant stream of new singles, music videos, tour announcements, splits, interviews, podcasts, and month-long album rollouts, and it’s no wonder why fandom can start to turn back on itself and feel like a job. 

I’m of the mind that if you’re feeling that pressure, you need to reframe your relationship with music. New music will always be there, and you can’t possibly listen to everything. We here at Swim Into The Sound are passionate music geeks. We love sifting through press releases and keeping track of album cycles. We make playlists and try our hardest to check out new music each Friday. Sometimes, we take a month off, but it always comes back to our obsession and love for music in (hopefully) equal measure.

What follows is a collection of our staff’s favorite albums from the first three months of 2024. Each writer has selected one release that they’ve been gravitating towards, all in the hopes that you will find something new to love or check out. Thanks to a massive influx of new writers, our team, and our taste has never been so diverse. You’ll see everything here, from throat-shredding heavy metal to laid-back lounge fare, twinkling emo, and pastoral indie rock. Go check these records out, save a few, and check them out in your own time. No matter how well you’re staying “up” on the new stuff, we hope you find something here to adore as much as we have. 


Cheekface – It’s Sorted

Self-released

As a Cheekface superfan, It's Sorted is not exactly the album I wanted… It's better than that. I think I wanted them to keep making the same irreverent indie rock album that made me fall in love with them (Emphatically No.) over and over again until it stopped hitting the same. Cult followings of indie artists can be a bit like stubborn children who don't know what's good for them. Instead, Cheekface gave me new things I didn't know I wanted: shiny pop productions to go with the big pop hooks, big vocal stacks, Metallica worship, a surprisingly vulnerable acoustic(ish) moment, and, "wait a minute, did you just trick me into liking ska?" Believe it or not, It's Sorted is the band's most cohesive record yet. The songs explore themes of identity in a country where we are often defined by our jobs (or something like that). While the production often takes wild creative liberties in different directions, it is always with purpose that serves the song (producers of songwriters, take note). The qualities that make Cheekface Cheekface are alive and well on It's Sorted. If anything, they are flexing (Mandy Tannen's basslines really are their largest muscle, haha) that Cheekface has gotten even better at being themselves. Ever since I found out that frontman Greg Katz has a degree in philosophy, I have been joking that Cheekface is like a modern Socrates. The band never really tells you what they think explicitly, but their lyrics will make YOU think, whether you like it or not. And I do.

Katie McTigue - @pacingmusic

Read our review of It’s Sorted here.


Faye Webster – Underdressed at the Symphony

Secretly Canadian

After a stint of TikTok virality that seemed to be handpicked by the Algorithm Gods themselves, part of me wondered if a Faye Webster pivot was on the horizon. I was painfully aware of the primarily teenaged crowd watching the show through their phone screens at Webster’s Brooklyn Steel show last October and was curious if there was a part of Webster (or the Business Folk backing her) that wanted to lean into this demo to take advantage of the moment. Luckily for us, that’s not the way things rolled out. 

Webster’s Underdressed at the Symphony sees a seasoned jazz pop veteran lean into the niches that make her great—trance-like jazz interludes and conversationally quippy lyrics—while also widening her sound through heavy synth leans, vocoders, and lyrical repetition. The record is a collection of songs about losing yourself (“Wanna Quit All the Time”), finding yourself (“Feeling Good Today”), and what happens in the in-between (“eBay Purchase History”). Webster paints a picture of her ever-changing state of mind while simultaneously leaving listeners enough room to fill in the blanks for themselves through vague enough lyrics and uncrowded instrumentation. Webster’s lyrics feel like you’re a fly on the wall of her internal monologue: half are things she’d say out loud, and half are thoughts she keeps to herself (two of my favorite lines being “And I’m looking at you talk like okay / Your eyes are so pretty by the way” on “eBay Purchase History” and “I’m feeling good today / I ate before noon / I think that’s pretty good for me” on “Feeling Good Today”). Webster packs this record with things that shouldn’t go together but do: cutesy-bop interludes, jammy synth loops, full-blown orchestras, existential crises, a Lil Yachty feature, and that classic almost-Hawaiian guitar tone we all know and love. Truly something for everyone from the reluctant queen of mellow pop. 

Cassidy Sollazzo - @cassidynicolee_


Flesh Tape – Flesh Tape

Power Goth Recordings

Flesh Tape’s self-titled record was the first thing that I bought on Bandcamp in 2024, and it’s endured as my favorite release of the year so far. It’s great, noisy guitar rock music that makes me wish I owned bigger speakers. Since this cassette came through in the mail, I’ve been listening to it front to back nearly nonstop while playing Madden, letting the massive wall of distorted guitars take me away as I throw interception after interception. I have some stuff from Nothing and Hotline TNT in a similar rotation, and I think Flesh Tape fully stands next to them as a band in that lane. In particular, the back half of this record is incredibly strong, with “Catalytic Converter” and “Sunny” landing as my two standout tracks.

Josh Ejnes - @JoshEjnes


Friko – Where we’ve been, where we go from here

ATO Records

Recently on Twitter dot com, I saw Jordan Walsh say that the new Friko album, Where we’ve been, where we go from here, would fit seamlessly with the early 2000s Saddle Creek catalog. As I’ve listened to this album over and over and over, I haven’t been able to get that comparison out of my head. The Chicago band’s frontman, Niko Kapetan, channels all the best parts of a young Conor Oberst’s urgency, loquacity, and recklessly wobbly vocals. At the same time, drummer Bailey Minzenberger drives the songs forward with fervor and no shortage of delightfully messy cymbals. Clever time signature changes keep tracks like “Crimson to Chrome” and “Get Numb To It!” fresh where so many folky-emo bands have stumbled into monotony, and the lullaby-like “For Ella” and “Until I’m With You Again” follow haunting piano melodies down to the band’s tender core. While Friko forge a sound undeniably all their own, strands of my youth’s bygone styles have tied this comforting, chaotic record up as my favorite so far this year.

Katie Wojciechowski - @ktewoj

Read our review of Where we’ve been, where we go from here here.


From Flowers to Flies – We Built This Machine

Broken Windmill Music

It’s only natural to occasionally wonder where the people you went to school with ended up. I often think back to my time attending my alma mater, Sonoma State University, and the people I walked the halls of our music building with fondly. To my surprise, earlier this year, I discovered that three of those classmates, along with another friend, started a band together and released one of the most engaging and complex records I have heard thus far in 2024. Across every second of its uninhibited 45-minute runtime, listeners can expect prog-rock sensibilities, improvisational brass solos, scream vocals, variations of the Dies irae (to my absolute delight), and so much more. When a handful of incredibly skilled, dedicated music majors get together in a studio, the end result is, unsurprisingly, one of the most versatile and detailed rock-fusion records you’ll ever hear. Jam-packed with subtle references to their countless influences and overlapping eras of music, We Built This Machine stands as a brooding, genre-fluid experience from the heavy-hitting newcomers to the DIY music scene, From Flower to Flies. 

Ciara Rhiannon - @rhiannon_comma


glass beach – plastic death

Run for Cover Records

plastic death is a summer album. Who cares that it was released in January? This is the perfect soundtrack for a June evening, driven with the windows down while blasting this beautifully rambunctious album. The opening track, “coelacanth,” has my heart as it features a wonderful piano accompaniment, but the following tracks, “rare animal” and “commatose” are equally compelling. glass beach has done a fantastic job of expanding upon their previous album’s sound by pushing their technical and creative abilities, challenging the listener as they lead you through an hour of rhythmically complex and harmonically lush music. Whether you enjoy post-punk, shoegaze, fifth-wave emo, or an even more niche internet genre, plastic death offers all that and so much more.

Britta Joseph - @brittajoes

Read our review of plastic death here.


girlsnails – california kickball

Self-released

In a year of highly anticipated releases, the debut LP by girlsnails stood highest among them. After stumbling across their 2019 self-titled EP last spring, I was immediately enraptured and impatiently awaited what was next from the Surrey/Vancouver, BC band. Delivering equal parts math rock and emo, the album leans into those genres but also plays loosely at their edges. The vocal work and albums’ mathier moments feel like a cross between Laufey’s stylistic jazz melodies and the more technical pieces of the American Football discography. With papercut penmanship, the band embraces a confessional diary-style lyricism that veers gently into abstraction more than once as the earnest pangs of regret peal in almost crystalline purity. Whether it's the tumbling finger dynamics and clear, lilting vocals on “ramune” or the immense instrumental builds and vocals runs on “say square,” california kickball is a run of just quality, occasionally anthemic, and frequently beautiful, jazzy, mathy emo that’s just as technically impressive as it is pleasant. For long walks where you can see your breath or half cloudy days spent lying in the grass, girlsnails has you covered. 

Elias Amini - @letsgetpivotal


Glitterer – Rationale

Anti-

I’m a little shocked to say that Glitterer’s third record, Rationale, is my favorite of the year so far, given I was never a Title Fight girlie. These songs sucker-punch punks with pop perfection. My favorite track, “No One There,” smuggles one of the best hooks of the year under the guise of a vocal cord-straining shout of the title. Not only are the songs catchy as hell, but the hooks are full of probing questions about how best to exist around each other. From the incredible one-two of “There I was again / making everything about me in the end,” which opens the album, to the life-affirming “this is what I’m supposed to do / nothing else I know is true / ‘cause passion is arbitrary” on “The Same Ordinary.” If you’re craving pit-stirring shout-alongs, Glitterer has you covered.

Lillian Weber - @Lilymweber


Gulfer – Third Wind

Topshelf Records

I’m starting to get the sense that emo music isn’t the coolest genre in the world. It's embarrassing, unsustainable, and not a label that many bands lean into or wear with pride. When I first discovered Gulfer back in 2018, Dog Bless quickly became a formative math rock release, an album that also felt like it capped off an era of emo in a way that is really only visible in retrospect. One pandemic later, Gulfer has released a self-titled record, a split, and a handful of sparkling singles that all built out the Montréal group’s precise sound. Turns out that was also the proper amount of time to marinate and mutate into something that pushes far beyond the restrictive realms of emo or math rock. Third Wind is a spectacular indie rock album that sees a band exploring the bounds of their influences to create something wholly unique in a space where that sort of exploration is not always well-received or rewarded. There’s so much to love here: the immaculate poppy sensibility of “Clean,” the autotuned articulation of the climate crisis on “Cherry Seed,” the hardcore outpouring of “Too Slow,” and the hypnotic repetition throughout “No Brainer.” How about the way lead singer Joe Therriault plays with his word choice on “Prove,” stretching the song's title out, lilting back and forth on the “oooooo” until it becomes completely unrecognizable. This is all backed by unparalleled instrumentation that, yes, has a background in emo and math rock, but also feels indebted to shoegaze and indie rock in a way that makes it feel far more than the sum of its parts. A new act for a band who already proved themselves to be some of the greatest to ever do it. 

Taylor Grimes - @GeorgeTaylorG

Read our review of Third Wind here.


Hannah Frances – Keeper of the Shepherd

Ruination Record Co.

Hannah Flores has been releasing emotionally naked folk records for over half a decade, reckoning with the loss of her father across five projects, but her latest feels like a reintroduction. On Keeper of the Shepherd, Frances doesn’t grab your attention so much as she takes your face in both hands and holds your head to hers. Take the opening track “Bronwyn,” where a full rock band crackles and coils around her multi-tracked howls in an all-consuming whirlwind that calls to mind the best of fellow full-voiced powerhouses such as Weyes Blood or even Joni Mitchell. Repeated Christian imagery throughout the deceptively jaunty title track and “Vacant Intimacies” captures how truly distant the love of God can feel beside the fresh absence of someone whose love was tangible. Yet each of these seven songs comes with a personal revelation on how to live not just with loss but how to live as your own person. There’s a tendency in art to mythologize suffering, but Keeper of the Shepherd is a document of healing and moving forward. Hannah Frances knows that the most beautiful art often comes from a place of clarity and confidence that suffering cannot support, which is why on “Haunted Landscape, Echoing Cave,” even as she mirrors the climax of its bookend, she simply declares, “I am leaving.” We’d all be wise to follow her. 

Wes Cochran - @ohcompassion


Knifeplay – Pearlty (2024 Remaster)

Topshelf Records

Knifeplay’s uniquely raw and emotional shoegaze is the perfect soundscape for quiet days inside, long car rides in dreary weather, and abrupt moments of self-understanding. Pearlty originally came out in March of 2019, only about 1,800 short days ago. In that time, Knifeplay has accomplished the difficult feats of releasing their 2nd full-length album, getting signed to a label, and remastering an already amazing album. The timing of the remaster is a bit poignant to me because I started graduate school around the time Pearlty came out. The album is so heavy with emotion that it could drown me if I let it. It’s sonically in the sweetest spot of ambient and active. My personal favorite songs to get lost in are “Suffer” and “Lemonhead,” both of which are just long enough to fully re-contemplate dropping out of school for the nth time. Pearlty’s remaster has given me some new perspective on my “life timeline” and has soothed months of accumulated burnout. It is a beautiful product of a band’s attention to the details of their craft, and for me personally, it is a signpost that says, “Five years down, you’re almost there.”

Braden Allmond - @BradenAllmond


Tapir! – The Pilgrim, Their God and the King of My Decrepit Mountain

Heavenly Recordings

Somewhere in the confluence of centuries of myth and folk music is Tapir! (exclamation point required). After unfolding over the past couple of years, the London six-piece strives heavenward on The Pilgrim, Their God and the King of My Decrepit Mountain, their debut record presented as a three-act musical quest. The first two “acts,” released in 2023, fell under my radar, so I encountered the LP in continuity, not piecemeal — I encourage you to do the same. Not because Tapir!’s pastoral anthems can’t stand on their own, but because of the feeling that flows in as the final chord of the 7-minute closer “Mountain Song” rings out. The band recognizes the subservience of narrative to composition and allows the orchestration to speak for itself. Lore and lyrics capture equal aspects of the story being told; the group is wise enough to opt for balance over proggy density. As they swim through seas of sound and summit the grassy knoll, the listener is guided every step of the way by a comforting presence, ephemeral and silent. Get lost in the fantastic, knowing Tapir! will help you safely return from your travels.

Aly Muilenburg - @purityolympics

Read our review of The Pilgrim, Their God and the King of My Decrepit Mountain here.


Theophonos – Ashes In The Huron River

Profound Lore

Absolute societal degenerate type shit. Years-long diet of sewer rats type shit. Prison stabbing blood loss type shit. Seedy cult ritual docuseries type shit. Black tar cartwheel type shit. Scanners-level cranial burst type shit. Sludge-flooded dungeon type shit. Crime scene photo developer type shit. Wearing the skin of your enemies type shit. Kool-Aid Man Kamikaze piloting himself into the walls of the factory that made him type shit. Convicted criminal pump-up playlist type shit. Thinking about car bombing the DMV type shit. Nightmarish boss battle type shit. Hydroplaning into Hell type shit. Boot-stamping every proud boy in the tri-state area type shit. Laser removing a tattoo you got to cover up the scar of an unconventional piercing type shit.

Logan Archer Mounts - @VERTICALCOFFIN


Waxahatchee – Tigers Blood

Anti-

The sixth album from Waxahatchee’s Katie Crutchfield, Tigers Blood, brings the singer/songwriter’s country sensibilities to the forefront. While it's not the first Waxahatchee record to draw upon Crutchfield’s Southern upbringing, the feeling is omnipresent throughout this album. Deep into her career, Crutchfield’s songwriting continues to get better and better. In addition to the wildly catchy singles, Tigers Blood is full of great tracks, one after the other. Additionally, Crutchfield’s phenomenal voice is aided throughout the album by the recurring presence of MJ Lenderman on guitar and backing vocals. We may only be a quarter of the way through the year, but Tigers Blood has set the bar high for 2024.

Nick Miller - @nickmiller4321


Yard Act – Where’s My Utopia? 

Island Records

Everyone I know had a shit winter. Whether you’ve got SAD or are just sad, the lonely months seem to hit deep this year. All winter, I was grabbing for fuzzy comforts like Greg Mendez, Nirvanna The Band The Show, or the “Hell Naw” dog. I was trying to shake the doldrums, but nothing could get ‘em loose – until I listened to Yard Act’s riotous, effusive, and nimble new record. Plenty of punk-adjacent bands have made their dance records in the past few years (Turnover and Parquet Courts being the ones to commit the hardest), but nothing has been as wide-open, voracious, and filled with pure joy as this record. It’s the celebration of reinvention, an ode to the bloom. It’s filled to the brim with danceable hooks – like the chorus of “Dream Job,” which sounds like a sample from an iconic disco song that doesn’t exist, or the earwormy, ever-descending chorus of “Petroleum” – because, as spelled out in lead single “We Make Hits,” “We’re all gonna sink. And we just wanna have some fun before we’re sunk.” Where’s My Utopia? answers its titular question with a shapeshifting joy-spreader of an album. It’s an intellectual, physical, and emotional utopia that can only be found on the dance floor. An invitation to shake the doldrums while we still can. 

Joshua Sullivan - @brotherheavenz

Swim Into The Sound's 15 Favorite Albums of 2020

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I don’t think anyone could have predicted how 2020 would go. Back in January, we all seemed determined to enter the new decade with a renewed sense of optimism… but that fell apart pretty quickly. Within three days, the US on the brink of war with Iran. A month in, and Australia was on fire. Three months into the year, a global pandemic sequestered us all to our homes. Midway through the summer, the pressure cooker of police brutality, racial inequality, and an ever-worsening economic reality erupted into protests, rebellion, and long-simmering (long-deserved) unrest. Cap that all off with forest fires, near-miss asteroids, murder hornets, and a demoralizing election cycle, and you’ve concocted a perfect storm of anxiety, depression, and exhaustion that made each day of 2020 feel like its own special type of hell.

This was the year of the plague. It was the year of death. It was the year that everything became unsafe for everyone. The year that half of the country came out to protest police systematically killing our black brothers and sisters in broad daylight while the other half protested bars, barbers, and Disneyland closing. It was fucked. But I’m not here to complain.

As bad as this year was for pretty much everyone, music helped keep my spirits afloat. Music has always been a creature comfort for me (as I’m sure it is for many of you reading this), and that comfort was needed this year more than ever before. It’s not like music was more important than any of those things happening out in the “real world,” but it provided a constant outlet and distraction for me when I needed it most. What I’m saying is that I know this isn’t vital to the world, but it’s vital to me.

Music is always there, ready to reflect your feelings and quell your anxieties. Music is there to vocalize the things that you cannot, affirm the way you see the world, or get you to see it from a new perspective. It’s there to support and provide a sense of ease, even years after an artist has released it into the world. It’s an outlet for emotion and a fount for creativity. As an artist, there’s nothing like releasing your creation into the world and seeing it well-met. As a listener, there’s nothing quite like discovering another group of humans out there who can sum up your thoughts and experiences succinctly over the course of an album. It’s a symbiotic relationship, and that’s something we can’t lose sight of. Music is a blessing and a resource. As humans, music is something that we need to create and something that we need to consume, and it has never been more vital than this year. 

Whether they were a distraction or a reflection, these are the 15 albums that helped me make it through one of the darkest years of my life. 


15 | Touché Amoré - Lament

Epitaph Records

Epitaph Records

Lament is an album caught in the blurry middle ground of life. What happens after the death of a loved one? How do you handle losing family members to conspiracy theories or the cult of Donald Trump? What do you reach for when you need a reminder of love? Turns out the answer to all of these questions is you hire producer Ross Robinson and create one of the best post-hardcore records of the year. Lament possesses everything you would expect from a Touché Amoré record; there are throat-shredding bellows, whiplash-inducing blast beats, and beautifully poetic sentiments that speak to a larger human truth. There are also some unexpectedly great surprises: one of the catchiest songs of the year (with a bonus Julien Baker feature nonetheless), a soul-rendering duet with Andy Hull of Manchester Orchestra, and a confessional piano ballad to wrap things up. It’s an album that looks back on life with equal parts reverence and regret. The band seemingly knows that looking back is not inherently productive, so they spend just as much time looking forward out onto the great stretch of horizon that lies before them, questioning what comes next. In a year where music, life, and pretty much everything else that we consider remotely important felt suspended in stasis, what better time to pause, reflect, and collect ourselves for what’s to come?

 

14 | Deftones - Ohms

Reprise Records

Reprise Records

Like most other Deftones albums, I have no idea what Ohms is about. Sure, I could read interviews, take in reviews, or analyze some of the lyrics, but that would take away all the fun. Also like most other Deftones albums, Ohms bears the same intoxicating mix of Chino Moreno’s piercing screams and Stephen Carpenter’s sludgy riffs. These songs sway, lumber, and envelop the listener with heavy metal perfection. At a certain point, the lyrics don’t even matter because the emotion carried in these songs speaks for itself. There’s a weight to Ohms reflected in tracks like Pompeji, Genesis, and This Link Is Dead that is simply unparalleled by any other band in the genre. Any group that makes it to nine albums is doing something right, and Deftones have stuck to their sound faithfully and completely for three decades. That alone is worthy of praise. The band’s 2020 release comes off as well-rehearsed chaos. Ohms bears the full weight of the emotional spectrum, but, as usual, Deftones somehow manage to make it look easy.

 

13 | Seahaven - Halo of Hurt

Pure Noise Records

Pure Noise Records

If Reverie Lagoon is a warm, sandy beach with light glinting off the summer water and Winter Forever is… well, winter, then Halo of Hurt is the soundtrack to a cursed late-fall. From the winding knotty basswork to the haunted, witchy lyricism, this album practically oozes spooky energy. Fittingly released in November, Halo of Hurt is a dark and menacing record that takes cues from Brand New and the alt-emo of the early 2000s but modernizes it in the most impactful way. From second one, this record creeps forward with sinister intent. The band counterbalances this abject darkness with uplifting choruses and beguiling instrumentals that offer glimpses into something lighter. It’s an intoxicating combination that transfixes me every time I put the record on. It’s haunting, stark, beautiful, and inward. If it takes the band seven years between releases to turn out an album of this quality, then I say take as much time as you need. 

 

12 | Sinai Vessel - Ground Aswim

Self-released

Self-released

Whenever I write a review for an album, I always find it hard to cover again in the context of an Album of the Year list. First off, I feel like I’ve already said everything I need to on the topic; reviews are written to be comprehensive and delve into every aspect of an album. Second, how do I take an 800+ word analysis and synthesize it down to a single paragraph? Turns out it’s easy with Sinai Vessel’s sophomore album. The sentiment of my review still stands; Ground Aswim remains a beautiful, careful, meditative listen that points its listener towards the refuge of a calmer life, yet it’s also an album that evolves with you over time. 

From the whisper-quiet remorse of the opening track to the winding wonder of the closer, Ground Aswim is an album that changes each time I listen to it. There are pointed Oso Oso-esque cuts like “Shameplant” alongside songs of painfully emotive loss like “Guest In Your Life.” While the messages and lyrics of these tracks never change (self-growth and dying relationships, respectively), the topics shift depending on what you bring to them as the listener. They’re evergreen subjects that can always be applied to our ever-complicated lives. Depending on what you’re experiencing in your life at the time, these songs can sound completely different, and you’ll always take away something new with each listen. Ground Aswim is a record that poses a series of emotive prompts to the listener and leaves them enough space to fill in the blanks. It’s a beautiful, wondrous, and precious release that ponders, jangles, and reverberates its way deep into the ventricles of your heart. 

 

11 | Hot Mulligan - you’ll be fine

No Sleep Records

No Sleep Records

Now, I know what you’re thinking, ‘a white dude putting an emo band on his album of the year list, how original,’ but I swear that you’ll be fine is better than any of those descriptors would lead you to believe. Look no further than the opening few seconds of the record which kick things off with an aggressive drum line and a frantic bout of tappy emo guitarwork. It’s an all-out assault on the senses, a moshpit-inducing volley that immediately signals Hot Mulligan has ascended to a new level musically. That feeling of an artistic level-up is firmly backed up by the lead singles “Feal Like Crab,” “BCKYRD,” and “Equip Sunglasses,” each of which pair Tades Sanville’s whiny yelp with Chris Freeman’s emo croon. Other highlights include the overwrought “Green Squirrel In Pretty Bad Shape” and the electronic-drum-led “SDPS,” which ends up feeling like a spiritual sequel to “How Do You Know It’s Not Armadillo Shells?” These are songs that beg to be performed live in a room full of sweat-covered strangers who have memorized every word and know every beat. You may not know these people, and they may not know you, but you both know all the words to “OG Blue Sky,” and that is enough.

 

10 | Dogleg - Melee

Triple Crown Records

Triple Crown Records

Melee is an LP years in the making. After countless gigs, lineup changes, and onstage handstands, Dogleg finally revealed their energetic debut album to the world earlier this year on March 13th, just days before society ground to a halt thanks to COVID-19. Look no further than any videos on Twitter, the band’s own music videos, or this very blog for evidence that Dogleg is a band that thrives in the live setting. Robbed of that outlet, the world in which Melee was conceived of and created in no longer exists, and that hurts. Watching the group shred on Audiotree or smash household objects in a freezing Michigan garage is a nice substitute, but everything pales in comparison to being pressed up against a wall of strangers and friends yelling “I’VE BEEN. SET UP. YET AGAIN.” as the serotonin in your body spikes to unforeseen levels. 

Instead, Melee offers an alternate reality; it presents a world in which things didn’t go so far off the rails. An alternate reality where we could take in all of these shredding riffs, swinging bass lines, and agro drum fills in real-time together. This album captures the feeling of seeing Dogleg live better than any of the band’s previous recordings, and that alone is an achievement. We can only hope that we’ll all be back in that freezing Michigan garage again soon because that’s what I’m looking forward to most once this is all over.

 

9 | Guitar Fight From Fooly Cooly - Soak

Self-Released

Self-Released

Listening to Guitar Fight From Fooly Cooly is the audio equivalent of the let’s fucking goooo meme. Within two seconds of pressing play on Soak, you’re greeted with an infamous broken English Mario clip followed by a barrage of jittery emo guitar tapping and frantic drumming. As the band jostles the listener around with energy drink riffs, a flurry of gleeful Mario sound effects score your increasingly-elated emotions as your serotonin rises… and that’s only the first minute. Over the course of the album’s remaining 26 minutes, the group shepherds the listener from Kingdom Hearts samples to throat-shredding screams with skill and ease. The entire release is a free-spirited excursion that never takes itself too seriously. It’s like those nights you spent with friends in high school where you all just gathered at someone’s house and wandered wherever your collective desires took you. Maybe you went on a midnight McDonald’s run, maybe you went into a 7-Eleven with ten bucks and came out with an armful of Arizonas and sour candy, maybe you just stayed in and smoked weed on someone’s dirty couch… maybe you did all three. There isn’t much of a point to be made or a thesis statement to be had on Soak, but much like those high school nights, not having a point kind of is the point. 

 

8 | Bartees Strange - Live Forever

Memory Music

Memory Music

I’m going to come out of the gates swinging here with a bold claim that Live Forever is one of the most creative and confident records released this year. From the floaty introduction on  “Jealousy” to the screaming synthy “Mustang,” no two tracks are alike. Bartees Strange (born Bartees Leon Cox Jr.) culls together a wide array of influences and inspiration throughout the release, resulting in an album that’s always exciting and multifaceted. Songs like the leaned-out “Kelly Rowland” and the rapid-fire “Boomer” deploy contemporary hip-hop vernacular over indie rock instrumentation resulting in a combination that’s distinctly Bartees Strange. “Stone Meadows” is a mid-album highlight that hits with the same soaring emotive weight as a National song (fitting as he also released an EP of National covers earlier this year). There are deeper, more dissonant tracks like “Flagey God” and “Mossblerd,” which lean further Bartees Strange’s electronic tendencies. These interjections come across like uncontrollable bouts of Death Grips-like energy that exist primarily keep the listener on their toes. This is an album that could only be created by Bartees Leon Cox Jr., a collection of ideas, influences, sounds, and words that have been picked up across twenty-some years of hyper-unique learned experiences. It’s a musical melting pot that beautifully reflects the unique space in which creativity flourishes most. 

 

7 | Barely Civil - I’ll Figure This Out

Take This To Heart Records

Take This To Heart Records

For now. Forever. Those are the two sentiments that lie on opposing ends of Barely Civil’s horseshoe of a sophomore album I’ll Figure This Out. While the two states are connected in theory, the path from one to the other is messy and complicated. After all, how does one go from something as temporary as “For Now…” to something as definitive as “...Forever”? How does a relationship move from ‘this is my person for now’ to ‘I love you forever’? How does life go from ‘this is my situation for now’ to ‘this is my existence forever’? It’s staggering to think about how many events make up the space between those decisions, but I’ll Figure This Out does its best to articulate what that arc feels like. 

With this album, Barely Civil took the definitively midwest emo sounds they had explored on their debut album and fleshed them out to an immensely satisfying degree. Assisted by Christ Teti of The World Is A Beautiful Place, these songs shine immaculately, basking in the glow of one of fourth-wave emo’s most influential figureheads. There’s a foreboding riff on “Graves Avenue” that is shrouded in this unshakable diabolical energy. “Box For My Organs” boasts a shreddy guitar lick that throws directly to a catchy sing-along chorus. Most notably, I’ll Figure This Out sees the band mastering the art of the build, creating dynamic emo tracks that breathe, expand, and contract, all within the space of a few minutes. “North Newhall” is a slow-burn that ignites from a jolting guitar stab and works it’s way up to a soaring affirmation. “Hollow Structures” layers on hushed vocals, precious lyricism, careful drumming, and a remorseful trumpet that all build to a fake-out ending only to erupt in a barrage of instrumentation that ends up simmering back down to the exact same place as the start. In exploring the spaces between something as tentative as ‘for now’ and something as lasting as ‘forever,’ Barely Civil managed to craft something beautiful that will live on for the rest of time. 

 

6 | Haim - Women In Music Pt. III

Columbia Records

Columbia Records

One part Stevie Nicks, a pinch of Shania Twain, and a dash of Sheryl Crow. These were the ingredients chosen to create the perfect indie-pop record, and the result was Women In Music Pt. III. I’ll admit I’ve always been pretty lukewarm on Haim; they were never “bad,” but they never rose above “merely pleasing” for me until this year. Over the course of the summer, Women In Music wormed its way into my heart and became the soundtrack to my season of hiking and exploration. Aside from the throwback appeal, the other aspect that kept me coming back to the record was how catchy it is. “Now I’m In It” takes a warbly 1989-era Taylor-Swift electronic bed and pairs it with a rapid-fire vocal delivery that’s as catchy as it is impressive. “Summer Girl” packs the melancholia of Barenaked Ladies’ “Pinch Me” into a singable chorus about short-lasting love. 

There are also lots of risks for what’s ostensibly presented as a pop record. Mid-album highlight “All That Ever Mattered” pairs trappy hi-hats with haunting siren wails that are capped off by a solo worthy of the late great Eddie Van Halen. Meanwhile, “FUBT” takes the sentiment of Yeah Yeah Yeah’s “Maps” but wraps it around a jangly reverb-laden guitar that allows Danielle Haim’s vocals to shine before the track makes way for a passionate guitar solo. In short, there’s lots to love about Women In Music, almost none of which I expected when I first went into the album. With just the right amount of nostalgia, love, heartbreak, and modern pop sensibilities, the Haim sisters were able to create a masterpiece worthy of absolute adoration.

 

5 | 100 gecs - 100 gecs and The Tree of Clues

Dog Show Records

Dog Show Records

Much like 9/11 or the OJ chase, everyone remembers where they were the first time they heard 100 gecs. Maybe you stumbled across a video on Twitter, or you saw a friend talking about them on Discord. Perhaps you saw an out-of-context pissbaby copypasta and decided to do some research. Whatever the case, your first listen to any song off 1000 gecs probably felt like a revelation, and you likely had a strong reaction one way or the other. With 1000 gecs and The Tree of Clues, the hyperpop duo has managed to make their world-shattering debut feel new again and usher in something visionary in the process. 

Whether it’s recontextualizing their songs in a live setting, getting a chorus assist from the likes of Charli XCX, or a Fall Out Boy/Chiodos team-up that completely rebuilds the track from the ground up, it’s incredible how fresh these songs still sound after dozens of listens. Over the course of the album’s 51-minute running time, the gecs allow their guests to explore hip-hop, noise-pop, and Crazy-Frog-esque EDM, all built off the foundation of last year’s debut. 

This record is a marvel of pacing, collaboration, and open-minded ideas. It’s essentially an album-length victory lap for Dylan Brady and Laura Les, who have brought a once-obscure and non-viable genre to the forefront of Twitter talk and Spotify playlists. Tree of Clues is obscure, obfuscating, and ever-changing in the best way possible. The record can radically shift sounds within a matter of seconds, which means it’s never dull. It’s like a shot of espresso injected directly into your veins; for some people, it will leave them fidgety and with a tense jaw, but for others, it will prove to be the exact sort of jolt they needed. Now that the duo has celebrated their win in style, the world waits with bated breath to see what they will do next because nobody is doing it like them. 

 

4 | Lake Saint Daniel - Good Things

Self-Released

Self-Released

Listening to Lake Saint Daniel is like looking at a painting. You stand in front of it, take it in, and eventually find yourself falling into it. This gravitational pull happens over time and occurs so gradually that you might not even notice how involved you’ve become in the piece until something snaps you back to reality. Good Things possesses this transportive power and focuses its message on the concept of youth.

Throughout the album, there are all these little reminders of things you used to do as a child. Things that you had forgotten about, ways of behaving and operating in the world that had once been so viable when you were half the size you are now. “Faking Asleep” hones in on the feeling of being a kid in the backseat on the drive home and pretending to be just sleepy enough that your parents have to carry you in. “Goodbye” fixates on the universal experience of being a kid, getting asked how old you are, and rounding up by a half year or a handful of months to seem more mature. Then, of course, there’s the beautiful cover of “Rainbow Connection” that takes the childhood classic and reimagines it to fit seamlessly within the world of the record. Daniel Radin has a knack for honing in on these universal yet hyper-specific experiences in ways that allow you remember them for the first time in years and love them once again in the process. Good Things makes you want to be a kid again but also acknowledges the reality that those experiences are forever lost to time. It’s a collection of gorgeous country-tinged lullabies for the restless, overworked, anxiety-ridden 20-something, and that’s something I desperately needed this year. This album is a reminder that there are good things in small things, no matter how far removed from them you are.

 

3 | Young Jesus - Welcome to Conceptual Beach

Saddle Creek

Saddle Creek

I can’t think of a single album from 2020 that had a more impactful first listen on me than Young Jesus’ Welcome to Conceptual Beach. This record had been on my radar for a while, thanks to the wonderful people over at No Earbuds, but I went into Conceptual Beach completely blind. My expectations were nonexistent, and that worked in the album’s favor. 

A vague concept album, Conceptual Beach seeks to depict the invented place that exists in lead singer John Rossiter’s head. In translating this mental refuge into music, the group utilizes everything from haunting autotune to fluttering woodwinds. Now a decade into their careers as a band, this record sees Young Jesus gracefully transitioning from emo act to flat-out indie rock, a transition many groups before have tried, but few have executed so masterfully. 

Fluctuating between aching Matt Berninger delivery, mathy Peaer instrumentals, and long stretches of jazzy post-rock jams, the band welcomes the listener to this auditory world and allows them to find their home within it. “Every record needs a thesis, needs a crisis, or campaign,” Rossiter bemoans on lead single “Root and Crown,” the record’s shortest song and (ironically) its thesis. This ballad comes after epic seven-minute builds, hypnotic repetitions, heavenly saxophone solos, and a wild whammy bar deployment. It’s a journey worthy of a Lord of the Rings movie, yet the payoff makes the entire expedition worth it.  

While the record’s first half is beautiful and unlike anything else I’d heard this year, what continues to blow me away about Conceptual Beach even now is the final suite of songs that close out the record. While the first five tracks boast skillful instrumentals, memorable choruses, and passionate deliveries, the last two entries swept me off my feet for a completely different reason. The 12-minute “Lark” follows the same format as some of my favorite songs of all time, such as “Like A River” by Sharks Keep Moving or “Goodbye Sky Harbor” by Jimmy Eat World. These songs establish a scene, build a story, then launch into long meditative instrumental stretches that allow the listener’s mind to wander and fill in the blank portions of the canvas with whatever they choose. Similarly, the 10-minute “Magicians” introduces a life filled with decisions and actions, then lets the listener fill in the gaps with their own life and experiences. 

Welcome to Conceptual Beach is depicting a world and a set of feelings that I never knew existed. I’ve found much solitude in this record, and I feel lucky I’ve had it as a realm in which to escape throughout the year. There is no other group making music quite like Young Jesus, and that’s reinforced with every molecule of this release. 

 

2 | Waxahatchee - Saint Cloud

Merge Records

Merge Records

Saint Cloud is perhaps the only piece of music this year to bring me genuine peace. Whenever it felt like the world outside was spiraling into chaos (a phenomenon I’ve experienced multiple times throughout the last 300-some-odd days), I turned to this album, and it brought me comfort the likes of which no other record could provide. Look no further than the album’s name or cover to experience the tranquil feeling of escaping into the mountains and basking in the warm glow of the sun in the back of your vintage Ford. Listening to Saint Cloud is like wrapping yourself in a warm blanket or finding yourself in the comforting arms of a lover. It is true peace.  

Album opener “Oxbow” begins with a resonant cymbal crash and a concave electronic beat that immediately commands attention. It’s a totally left-field way to open such a folksy album; this odd combination of sounds calls things to order like the three meditative bells that signal the beginning of a meditation. After this subversion, Katie Crutchfield commands the spotlight with a pastoral scene of settling and getting sober. This poetic and abstract journey leads to a repetition of “I want it all” that echoes the same sentiment as the opening track of Japanese Breakfast’s Soft Sounds From Another Planet

After this wholesome and homey introduction, the doors to Saint Cloud have been opened and, you have officially been welcomed in. The carefree soaring high notes of “Can’t Do Much” make way for the soft keys and remorseful delivery of “Fire.” Equal parts catchy, loving, and sorrowful, these songs possess a sort of earthy power that makes me feel deeply connected to the planet we call home. The record winds from one natural view to the next; “Lilacs” is delicate yet bouncy, waving in the air along with the summertime breeze. Meanwhile, other tracks like “Arkadelphia” spend their time depicting Crutchfield’s youth growing up in the south. 

Album closer “St. Cloud” flashes from different locations and perspectives in a way that allows Crutchfield to honor her father and connect herself to his essence forever. It’s a gorgeous, slow, and aching track that is almost too pure for this world. Much like the ten tracks that came before it, this song is just one step forward in the wholesome, naturalistic view of the world that Waxahatchee is offering over the course of the album. Saint Cloud is a beautiful peek into Katie Crutchfield’s mind that resonates with me deeply and calms my soul. I just feel fortunate we’ve been provided this escape in a year where we needed it so badly. 

 

1 | Carpool - Erotic Nightmare Summer

Acrobat Unstable Records

Acrobat Unstable Records

When I premiered the second single to Carpool’s debut album back in May, I had no idea I was helping unveil what would ultimately become my favorite album of the year. A virtually-unknown presence to me until 2020, Carpool is a DIY emo band hailing from Rochester, New York, who signed to the excellent Acrobat Unstable Records earlier this year and came out of the gates with some heat

Within the space of weeks, I went from ‘this is a fun band’ to ‘this record has defined my year’ because it feels like it was so tailor-made for me. Erotic Nightmare Summer brings together catchy pop-punk bounciness from my childhood, headstrong hardcore passages that take me back to high school, and tappy emo guitarwork that has become my go-to over the last few years. On top of this instrumental excellence you have Stoph Colasanto’s excellent writing and vocals that range from a Prince Daddy & The Hyena-esque yelp to emo softness in the vein of Macseal. Wrap all of this together and you have a collection of ten songs that bring together nearly everything I love in one place.

Opening track “Cruel Intentions” kicks things off with a slow simmer as a multi-tracked vocal line welcomes the listener to the record over a tapped guitar riff. Gradually, bass and drums turn up the heat as the lyrics become more impassioned, culminating in Colasanto’s trademarked sneer. Just as the track builds to a bouncy moshpit-inducing riff, things boil over, transitioning perfectly to “Whiskey & Xanax,” where a boppy glockenspiel is paired with a swaying emo riff equal parts danceable and moshable. I could probably write about every song on this album, but recognize album of the year write-ups are supposed to be somewhat succinct.

Whether it’s the snappy “Salty Song,” the biting “Beauty School Dropout,” the thrashy “Come Thru Cool,” or the heartfelt “Liquor Store Employee,” Erotic Nightmare Summer never makes a misstep. The fact that this record clocks in at a mere 30 minutes means it’s easy to return to and is infinitely relistenable. Erotic Nightmare Summer genuinely feels like a breath of fresh air in the emo scene; it wakes up my mind and warms my body like a good cup of coffee. Hearing these relatable topics tackled in such a laid-back yet energetic way may seem contradictory, but it’s also affirming because that reflects my own approach to life. As my leg bounces along with the drums and my mind pangs back and forth trying to keep up with the frantic guitar work, I somehow feel comforted. As I scream along to each verse and shout every chorus for no one but my steering wheel, I feel at peace. As I listen to Erotic Nightmare Summer, I feel at home.