This Trip, Part II: 22-23 March 2011

There is no question that flying First Class (or whatever's equivalent) is truly a wonderful thing. The seats are bigger. The service is more attentive. The drinks are plentiful. The drinks are free. Mainly, though, the seats are bigger. This accomplishes two things: Obviously, by being bigger, there is more cushioning, which in theory makes the seat more comfortable. However, this extra size and padding also inherently positions you farther away from your neighbor than usual. This is the key advantage. Elbow space is not shared. Feet don't bump. People who like to look out the window, yet book seats on the aisle, aren't breathing on you.

The drawback of First Class is that, unless you only fly First Class, it is such a tease. You never want to fly anything but First Class after the first time. Problem is, tickets in First Class are intentionally priced at a prohibitively high level and earning enough frequent flier miles to earn status for such perks is also time consuming and, accordingly, quite expensive. Having done a fair amount of travel in 2010 for work, I have managed to get myself just barely into the realm of upgrades. Unfortunately, the only upgrades I have ever gotten are Salt Lake City to Las Vegas (a flight that covers not even the north-south length of the State of Utah), Las Vegas to Salt Lake City (ditto) and Salt Lake City to Atlanta on a red-eye (this may sound nice, but the only reason I was on this flight in the first place was because a delay in Vegas made me miss my direct connection to BNA in SLC, so I had to fly over-night to Atlanta and catch the first flight of the morning to BNA in time for work that day).

So add another trip to my First Class upgrade ledger. Nashville to Atlanta. 35 minutes in the air. 35 minutes of First Class ego-inflating. I was literally sitting in the chair longer while we were on the ground than when we were in the air. However, I suppose sitting in the First Class cabin is better than sitting at the gate in the terminal. Seriously though, First Class on a 35 minute flight is such a tease when you know you've got an 8-hour flight in Coach/Economy/Whatever coming up. I was actually not bothered when we arrived in ATL, only to find out our arrival gate was still occupied by a departing plane, so we had to sit around and wait about 15 minutes. All told, from initial boarding to final disembarking, my trip to First Class lasted about an hour and a half.

Despite being almost 11pm EDT, Terminal B at ATL still had that usual miserably crowded and noisy atmosphere that can only be expected at that airport. Thankfully Terminal E was quite quiet (yep), except for the blaring broadcast of the Hawks/Bulls game (which the Bulls won by about 749 points) on the TVs in the gates. Terminal E just doesn't have that same "Green Hills on a Saturday afternoon" feel to it as the rest of Atlanta, or excuse me, Hartsfield-Jackson International, Airport. It almost felt like something was missing.

At least the long flight was on a 767-400, which uses a passenger entry point between First Class and Coach. It would have really stung if I had to walk through First Class to get to my measly seat 17A. It soon became apparent that our 11:50pm-departing flight to Heathrow was not going to be a crowded one. A collective sigh of relief must have emanated from everyone on board (or at least in Coach) when they realized the possibility of sleeping might be more likely with 2 or 3 seats to themselves and a statistically lower probability of a screaming baby. One baby really tried to prove that statistics lie when we were taking off, but thankfully the statistics won out and the baby was not heard from again.

Sadly, on the opposite end of the age spectrum fell the man sitting directly in front of me. Actually, his assigned seat was 16B, but once he realized 16A was vacant, he became the occupant of both. Not really a problem in itself, especially since I had 17A&B to myself, but he made it an issue with his direct-impact seat movements and flatulence. Each of his seats, plus the armrest in between managed to find one of my kneecaps at least once. Unfortunately, my knees were not the part of my body that felt the most violated. The smells were awful, but mercilessly absent for much of the middle part of the flight.

Not that it mattered since I couldn't get to sleep anyway. I watched Black Swan, I watched Conviction. I played Angry Birds. I played Tiny Wings. I played Fruit Ninja. I skimmed Sky magazine. Meanwhile, after dinner was served around 1am Eastern, the entire plane had turned into one big slumber party, expect for me and the flight attendants, who kept walking by and asking if I needed anything, as if the only thing keeping me awake at that moment was my lack of a glass of water. Nothing was working, so I started playing a trivia game on the personal TV screen in front of me. That worked to an extent, as I found myself dozing off between questions. However, even still, I could only stay asleep a little while before something, usually the smelly knee-banger in 16A&B, woke me up abruptly. Then I'd realize how uncomfortable I was an not be able to get back to sleep.

Since we were flying east, the sun came up pretty fast and breakfast was served, which got the interior lights turned on and most people up moving around again. Of course, within about an hour and a half of London, my body decided it was ready for sleep. So while everyone else was waking up, I was crashing. I tried watching the Matt Damon-narrated documentary an the 2008 economic crash whose name escapes me, but that only added to the complete crash out. Once we were on the ground at LHR, I drug myself off the plane, blissfully, if not drowsily, unaware of what lay ahead.

This Trip, Part I: 22 March 2011

This trip began somewhat strangely. It was strange because it began at 8 in the evening. Well, it actually began earlier than that because it involved getting on a plane and all the legwork it takes to make that happen. Thanks to wonderful curbside service, I found myself walking into BNA at 6pm. It became immediately apparent that something was different than in my (relatively frequent) previous visits to Nashville "International" Airport.

Being the kind of guy that likes to squeeze every last drop of possible time out of a trip, I seem to always find myself at BNA at 6am (or earlier if the price was get-to-the-airport-even-earlier-than-6am great). The airport is not one of those places that is completely dead early in the morning, despite the best efforts of people like me propping up that notion by constantly booking early flights. It is very likely that you will encounter many people, a disturbingly large portion of whom are large groups of high-school-aged people, wearing flip-flops, sweatpants and in a generally (or completely) incoherent manner. These school trip groups apparently LOVE the early morning departures. Then there are the people that fill the "expert traveler" lane for ID/boarding pass check that are no more an expert traveler than the infant in the stroller they are pushing around in a havoc-wreaking manner. Regardless, it is safe to say that 6am at the airport and 6pm at the airport are two completely different things.

So, as I strode directly up to the Delta self-check-in and baggage drop counter and realized I had the entire Delta customer service universe at BNA to myself at that very moment, I said exactly that to the lady behind the counter. Being at the airport at 6pm feels a lot different than 6am. She agreed, noting that I was on Delta's last flight of the night. To say her customer service was well done and very appreciated would be an understatement. It was almost like it had been so long since she spoon-fed information to a needy customer that she didn't want to miss the chance with me. It was great. SkyMiles card won't scan? No problem, "let me pull it up for you". Your bag is over 50 pounds? No problem, "You're fine". It was weird feeling a momentary sense of sadness that such a pleasant exchange had to end.

The walk around the corner to where the zombie high-schoolers and unfortunate illiterates usually are found was also very different. Not only were neither of the aforementioned population subsets there, nobody was. Just the lane dividers and those signs. In hindsight, I wish I had walked down the lane labeled "I am a complete idiot and am only here to hold up everyone else", just for the experience, but I didn't. I went down "expert" because I wanted to actually walk down that lane and be amazed at how fast I made it through security. And I was. I couldn't resist the urge to share my 6am vs. 6pm thought with the guy checking ID/boarding pass too. Maybe I wanted to make sure that all these BNA employees knew what a stomach-churning experience it is trying to make a flight at 6am. Like they'll go tell their supervisor, "Hey boss, some guy was very happy this evening because we actually were able to do our job in a prompt and friendly manner. Maybe we should try harder to make that happen early in the morning. Maybe?"

All pipe dreams aside, walking directly up to security and not waiting felt like heaven. Like all of sudden, all that is wrong with the world was somehow right. I arrived at the airport 2 hours before my flight and I was at my gate an hour and 50 minutes before my flight. I even realized I had a couple of envelopes to put in the mail before departing, only to find out the airport terminal's out-going mailbox is located "outside" or "in front of" security, depending on who you ask. Regardless, it meant leaving the "secure" part of the building, only to drop two envelopes in the box and then re-enter the secure part. Normally, this would be unheard of. Check ID and boarding pass again. Take off shoes again. Unpack laptop again. Bypass the full-body x-ray scan...not again. I felt like such a conquering hero going through security a second time with literally NO waiting until I paid a price for my good fortune in the form of the dreaded privacy-violating feet-on-the-yellow-footprints-and-hands-in-front-of-your-head thing.

It wasn't that bad. Nobody seemed to be laughing or particularly interested in whatever it was they were seeing, so I moved on through. The rest of the wait was spent calling banks and credit card companies to make sure all of my spending power would be just as powerful overseas as not. Apparently the once-routine practice of making sure your credit cards are "activated" or "approved" for use in other countries isn't so necessary anymore. These calls kept me from fully enjoying my new App Store purchases, Angry Birds: Rio, Tiny Wings and Fruit Ninja. Safe to say, I knew a week-long trip by myself might have a few instances of "down time" needing some quick, mindless entertainment.

It's about time this thing gets some action, so a quick trip to London, including an excursion to Belgium should be as good a reason as any to consume some internet space. A quick change to note, though. As you may know or have noticed, this blog is never written in first-person. You haven't seen any I's, me's, or my's in this thing before, but that now changes. Why? It's needed. This blog isn't necessarily supposed to be about what I (tada!) think, but more like general observations that could belong to any general observer. However, since there is such a small readership, chances are you (yes, you specifically) know me already and read this as if it is me saying it all to you in my typical long-winded fashion. So yeah, that's why. How about a separate entry to get this thing started? Ok, me too...

Even though it's February, it is presently "the middle of football season". This will probably come to the dismay/disgust/annoyance of those who try to deny the greatness of football, but rest easy, this current upswing is very temporary. So temporary, in fact, that it will be over by the time the sun rises tomorrow.

Even though college football season formally ended on January 10 with a hideous and foul thud, the past week of football in America has been made enjoyably relevant by:

1)...the great 2011 edition of the NFL Playoffs. This year's playoffs have been full of close games, intrigue, standout performances, trash talk...and foot fetish references. What more could you ask for? The NFL might have asked for more since the established triumvirate of quarterback star power in the league, Tom Brady/Peyton Manning/Drew Brees, went a collective 0-3 this January. These three Super Bowl champs have had the spotlight stolen by younger QBs like the unbelievably impressive Aaron Rodgers and the potentially lucky Mark Sanchez. Of course, there's always Ben Roethlisberger, who already has 2 Super Bowl wins, but whose legacy is already (and justifiably so) defined by motorcycle wrecks and sexual assault accusations in Tahoe and Georgia.

Despite the utterly contemptible nature of Big Ben and some of his teammates, the truly redeeming part of the Steelers is their coach, Mike Tomlin. He's as impressive of a young coach as the NFL has ever seen. It is almost unbelievable to think he could have two Super Bowl victories under his belt well before his 40th birthday, with a potential for 20 or 30 more years of coaching to go. Between Tomlin and Aaron Rodgers, the Super Bowl is definitely worthy of attention this year, even if all anyone wants to talk about are the off-field indiscretions of the Steelers' current QB and the Packers' former one. Oh yeah, there's always the commercials and the Black Eyed Peas halftime show.

2)...College Football Signing Day, clearly the biggest day in college football between the BCS Championship and the start of the following season. Unfortunately, what was once an honest and exciting day of players announcing their intentions, complete with smiling parents, awkward coaches and goofy hats, has turned in a media spectacle, just like everything else. Each February, the ante is upped for who can make the biggest splash with not just their recruitment, but their announcement that culminates it all. Well, as of last year, the big announcement is not the culmination in some cases. There seems to be an emerging trend of top offensive linemen recruits having trouble making up their minds on where they want to play in college. Last year, Seantrell Henderson, from Minnesota, committed to USC, but reneged after the NCAA put the Trojans on probation, as if every single person on Earth didn't see that coming. Regardless, that level of indecision was clearly trumped by this year's #1 offensive line recruit, Cyrus Kouandijo, from suburban Washington DC in Maryland. Although his brother is already on the team at Alabama, he apparently had a great weekend visit to Auburn the weekend before Signing Day, so he announced his commitment to Auburn on national TV in a planned event at his high school. However, the recruiting process isn't over at the announcement. There still has to be paperwork filed and it never came (Jokes about there not being fax service to Auburn notwithstanding) for Kouandijo the Younger. Well, three days later, Cyrus is on board at Alabama and there's paperwork to back it up this time.

That little story is not meant to salt Auburn's wounds (for once), even though it came on the heels of another top-notch recruit, Brent Calloway, initially giving his preference to Alabama, then committing to Auburn on a nationally televised stage, only to switch back to Alabama. The same thing could just as easily happened to Alabama or any other school, but it shows part of what is wrong with the system. Unfortunately there isn't really an easy fix and as the national media (especially ESPN) become more and more enamored with the whole process, it is highly unlikely to get any better anytime soon. This year's edition of Signing Day also featured such sterling subplots as:

-The SEC receiving a complaint from a member school because Alabama used "provocatively" dressed females to post the names of players that had sent in their faxed letters of intent on a webcam. Was this a necessary move by Alabama? Absolutely not. Is this a complete non-story since the girl in the "provocative" outfit was a member of the Alabama dance team that works in the football office and was performing at a basketball game the same night in said "provocative" outfit? Absolutely.

-Ok, here's one that went against Alabama. The nation's #1 running back recruit, Isaiah Crowell, from Columbus, Georgia picked his home-state Bulldogs over Alabama. Not only did he pick the Bulldogs, he literally picked up a Bulldog as part of the process. This goes far beyond the hat or balloons behind the table that have become so played out, but was actually a little endearing...in a way. General consensus would dictate that the puppy is cute, so this was a fairly cute moment. Sadly though, it came just days before the extremely premature death of Georgia's real bulldog mascot, UGa VIII.

-Then there's the story of Floyd Raven, from Louisiana, who apparently was having a difficult time deciding between scholarship offers from Ole Miss and Texas A&M. Since these are still 18 year old dependents, they are not always equipped to make big decisions and the person most likely to step in, usually does. In this case, it was deemed an honest mistake, but it is hard to call forgery an "honest" anything. By nature, forgery is quite dishonest, but all's fair in love, war and big-time college football recruiting.

3)...the NFL labor dispute. Well, given that today is Super Bowl Sunday, this very important issue is completely unimportant for the next 10 hours or so. Try again on Day-After-Super-Bowl Monday.

19. The Walkmen - Lisbon

The Walkmen do not make bad albums. They have a characteristic sound, defined by lead vocalist Hamilton Leithauser's wails, howls and yelps, but it never gets old. You never get the sense that they've made the same album as before and they always find ways to make great songs fit nicely around Leithauser's distinct voice. Although the vocals will always be the most recognizable aspect of any album by The Walkmen, the vocals do not necessarily always overpower. The diverse sounds that the band have used over the years always comes through, no more so than the surfy/beachy guitars on the appropriately-titled "Angela Surf City".

18. Superchunk - Majesty Shredding

It's weird to think of Superchunk as "venerable" or "legends", but their deserving place among such descriptors is clearly evident. Over 20 years, they've released a number of great albums, but no albums of any kind since 2001 and none this good since probably 1995. Their sound has been "maturing" for quite a while now, but it had maybe become too mature, so a step back to the mid-90s is nice to see and hear. You'll still be hard-pressed to see a more energetic live show than Superchunk's, even in 2010/2011.

17. Stornoway - Beachcomber's Windowsill

Stornoway is a city in far northern Scotland, in the Hebrides. It is also a band from Oxford, England that plays the ever-popular British alternative indie folk music, with vocals that sound not unlike Colin Meloy of The Decemberists at times. The songs have a singalong feel in typical folk fashion, with understated dignity. Electric and acoustic instrumentation, along with some horns, add variety to a steady collection of songs.

16. Menomena - Mines

This album felt like it was a long time coming and while it does not quite live up to the standard set by 2007's Friend and Foe, it is still very good. Menomena make albums with lots of moving parts, lots of sounds, lots of creativity and tie it all together quite well. A lot is made of their instrumentation, but part of what makes this band great is their ability to put it all together into a crisp, clean and cohesive package.

15. Free Energy - Stuck On Nothing

If you've read the posts leading up to this list, you know LCD Soundsystem will not be making an appearance. However, Mr. LCD Soundsystem himself, James Murphy, does, as the producer of this 70s throwback. The album, which is the Philadelphia band's debut, came out just before summer and definitely fits that "summer album" mold. There are catchy hooks in both the music and vocals, but these aren't simply two-minute pop songs. There's enough going on here to hold your attention, but the classic rock sound is straightforward enough to keep even a casual listener interested.

14. Black Rebel Motorcycle Club - Beat the Devil's Tattoo

BRMC have always made great albums, but their last effort, Baby 81, felt like maybe they were past their prime. That's not an awful thing to say about a fourth album when the first three are all excellent, but certainly not an encouragement for number five (not counting instrumental album The Effects of 333). Well, their return to form is truly a return to form that effectively brings together the sound that distinguished each of those first three albums. There's the My Bloody Valentine fuzz, the gospel dirges, the folk strumming and, of course, the easily identifiable dual vocals. Hopefully this album signals a rejuvenation for the band and is the start of another string of excellent releases.

13. Futurebirds - Hampton's Lullaby

This seemed like a bit of a down year for the ever-broadening category of alt-country, which seems to be trending toward bluegrass more and more. Thankfully, a band like Futurebirds released their debut and it was quite good. These guys are from Athens, Georgia and pull together a lot of different sounds, especially having no less than three vocalists sing lead on different songs. One sounds like Neil Young. One sounds like whichever King of Leon sings. One sounds like neither. Despite the vocal schizophrenia, it holds together well-enough to be reminiscent of a Drive-By Truckers album, which is a good thing.

12. Tokyo Police Club - Champ

Despite being their second full-length album, Champ by no means is an example of a sophomore slump. It takes what was a decent album (2008's Elephant Shell) and makes it better. Bands should get credit where it is due and TPC are due. The album has spirit and is almost silly at points, but it never becomes a distraction.

11. Titus Andronicus - The Monitor

What is not to love about a hard and occasionally profane romp through long songs inspired by the Civil War and Springsteen worship? The seeming disarray and wheels-about-to-come-off spirit of this album are only part of what make it great. The spoken word interludes add to the overall theme and feel of the record, but seem unnecessary. The songs do plenty of talking on their own, namely in a voice reminiscent of (primarily Desparecidos-era) Conor Oberst.

10. Male Bonding - Nothing Hurts

This punky British debut took a little while to reveal its greatness, but its brief running length (under 30 minutes for 13 songs) lends itself well to repeated listens. The vocals are buried very deep in the recording mix, which works well on some of the slower/spacier songs, but is almost frustrating during the faster ones with less vocal harmony and more vocal words. Maybe in 30 years this album will be remastered and reissued and the purists will hate it, but until that time, a cleaner recording would have made a great album better.

9. Jonsi - Go

As the frontman for one of this generations most impressive bands, Sigur Ros, Jon Thor Birgisson ("Jonsi") has very little left to prove. His voice is instantly recognizable and the music he plays is greeted with almost universal reverence. However, while the rest of his Sigur Ros bandmates were off taking breaks to start families, he did not take much of a break himself. His solo debut allows him to make and release music that does not really sound like Sigur Ros in many places, while bringing in enough of what makes Sigur Ros great to not be a complete departure. There are fast songs, slow songs, "big" songs, "little songs" and legitimate pop songs, which Sigur Ros has never really put out. Future Sigur Ros releases are eagerly awaited, but it was nice to know that there's always the potential for a welcomed intermission.

8. Frightened Rabbit - Winter of Mixed Drinks

The splash created by Frightened Rabbit's breakthrough, Midnight Organ Fight, would be tough to replicate, so it came as little surprise that this album was kinda slow to reveal its greatness. There are some great hooks and memorable lyrics here, but not the kind that instantly stick in your head like Midnight. As a bit of a slow-burner, repeated listens were needed, but well worth it. It will be interesting to see if the current torch-bearers of the most recent Scottish invasion can keep it up on a major label, but until then, another worthy contribution has been made that would make Billy Bragg (yes, he's English) proud.

7. Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin - Let It Sway

This band might be one cumbersome name away from a much bigger presence. Not that the name should make the band, but SSLYBY is an awfully heavy name for a band to carry around. It barely fits on album covers. It probably can't fit on most venue marquees. It makes them sound like a drunken Russian cover band. In spite of this, they write mostly-upbeat indie rock songs, which is not an extremely common occurrence lately. Maybe a little Shins-like at times?

6. Beach House - Teen Dream

For whatever reason, it took Beach House's third full-length to really make an impact, but better late than never. This degree of exposure and popularity will surely boost sales of those first two albums, though. As for Teen Dream, its not hard to come up with descriptive adjectives that make it so easy and pleasant to listen to the album. The lush instrumentation and truly hypnotic vocals define these songs and its hard to really think of the songs individually, as the album fits together so well. This album will definitely be played for sleeping babies for many years to come.

5. The National - High Violet

Matt Berninger's voice. Either you love it or you hate it. There's no getting around it. If you happen to like his voice and accept the fact that there will never be a great deal of range on display, you can get past that issue and enjoy everything else happening on this record. This album just sounds good, in that warm way and there is always something interesting going on behind the trademark vocals. The National deserve special credit for taking something that might be seen as a limitation (that voice) and managing to release three exceptional albums over the past five years that each possess an individual identity.

4. Wintersleep - New Inheritors

This was definitely the out-of-nowhere album of the year. A virtually unknown band from Halifax, Nova Scotia is not likely to show up on many radar screens and this album is no exception. In fact, you're unlikely to find this one on any other lists (outside the Maritime Provinces, that is). Of course, the internet is the great equalizer (along with an opening slot on a Hold Steady tour). Lead vocalist Paul Murphy's voice might take a little getting used to, as it is nasal-y and fairly dramatic in a Michael Stipe kind of way. Beyond that, this album is full of guitars, layers, textures (whatever that means) and good songs.

3. Arcade Fire - The Suburbs

There is very little that can be said about this band that has not been said before. They are the definitive indie rock band on Earth and they rarely do anything that suggests anything different. This year was clearly "their" year, complete with a sold-out Madison Square Garden serving as their coronation. The Suburbs is obviously a concept album and it is nice to see that this label is not met with a snicker or roll of the eyes, as it might have previously been. Thank albums like OK Computer and Domestica for that. This album might be a little too long and a little too easy-going, but that illustrates part of what Arcade Fire does so well. They can release a bona-fide 15+ song album about growing up in the suburbs (namely The Woodlands in Houston, Texas) and still top many lists.

2. Wolf Parade - Expo 86

This is getting ridiculous. Last year, Sunset Rubdown took #1 and this year, Spencer Krug's "other" band takes #2. Of course, Wolf Parade's songwriting and vocalist duties are shared (very capably) with Dan Boeckner, which gives this album a sense of variation that might be missing from Sunset Rubdown albums. If you're not crazy about Krug's songwriting or vocals, fear not, there's a completely different side to a Wolf Parade record. Regardless of who is singing, the songs are always unique, but no less spot-on. You almost forget there are two different singers with two different styles because it all adds up to another great album.

1. Mumford and Sons - Sigh No More

Yes, this album experiencing a swell of hype and fanaticism that might make it seem too "mainstream" or too "popular" or too "fratty" or too "adult contemporary" or too "lame" or too whatever. Thing is, it is really great and that point has been made here before. The folksy thing is definitely on an upswing and this album might have set the standard by which a genre will be defined. The music is interesting and well-played and the lyrics are obviously thought-out and emotional. There's even references to one of the greatest books ever written, East of Eden, interspersed. The next time you see Mumford and Sons on a high-schooler's Facebook page, just remember you're likely to see Radiohead, U2, Led Zeppelin, The Beatles and The Rolling Stones on there as well. Are you ashamed to like those bands? Find your personal meaning in the songs you're hearing and try to understand what the writer intended. That's what separates you from the squealers.

Here goes the Top 39 of 2010. Significance of 39? Absolutely none. Enjoy!


39. The Morning Benders - Big Echo : A good album with a most notable song made for television commercials.

38. The Hold Steady - Heaven Is Whenever : Yet another solid album by Minneapolis' finest, complete with a standout opening track.

37. Tift Merritt - See You On The Moon : A very nice girl with a very nice voice...and a very nice appearance by Jim James.

36. Sharon Van Etten - Epic : The new blood of somewhat morose female singer-songwriters.

35. The Autumn Defense - Once Around : Extremely easy-going Wilco side-project that bridges the gap until their next masterpiece.

34. Spoon - Transference : Even more stripped down and less rock-driven than before. It's good, but further movement in this direction could take minimalist to a new place.

33. Band of Skulls - Baby Darling Doll Face Honey : See this blog.

32. Belle & Sebastian - Write About Love : Welcome return of a great band that hadn't been heard from in a while. Interesting guest appearance by Norah Jones. Even more interesting guest appearance by Carey Mulligan (the actress).

31. The Soft Pack - s/t : San Diego band formerly named The Muslims. Probably a wise move to change names...and release a great record.

30. Black Mountain - Wilderness Heart : Not quite on the level of In The Future, but still good.

29. Sufjan Stevens - All Delighted People EP / The Age of Adz : The EP served as a nice transition to the "new" Sufjan, which sounds like a remix of old Sufjan. This new stuff was better than feared, but definitely sad to see the banjo replaced by synth on the full-length. Nice to have Sufjan releasing new material, though.

28. The Besnard Lakes - ...Are The Roaring Night : "Albatross" is epic and the rest of the album isn't far behind.

27. Shearwater - The Golden Archipelago : Once you come around on Jonathan Meiberg's uniquely dramatic vocals, this albums just keeps giving you more and more to like.

26. Justin Townes Earle - Harlem River Blues : A good album with an unquestionably great opener/title track.

25. Josh Ritter - So Runs the World Away : Another solid record from one of the most consistent (and charismatic) artists in the singer-songwriter universe.

24. Phosphorescent - Here's To Taking It Easy : After an opener titled "It's Hard To Be Humble (When You're From Alabama)", it never really mattered what the rest of it sounds like. Thankfully, it's not a let-down.

23. The Fresh and Onlys - Play It Strange : A relative late-comer to the list that starts stronger than it finishes. Hints of the Clearlake albums from a few years back, if any of you remember those on the Best of '03 and '06 compilations.

22. Broken Social Scene - Forgiveness Rock Record : About what you'd expect from a creative group of approximately 47 Canadians, in a good way.

21. The New Pornographers - Together : More large assemblages of creative Canadians, including the three-headed monster of greatness that is Carl Newman, Neko Case (actually an American) and Dan Bejar.

20. Midlake - The Courage of Others : Seemingly forgotten release that might not have the immediate appeal of Van Occupanther, but certainly not far behind on overall quality.

Ok, the next step in the grand process, the Honorable Mentions. Each of these releases were quite good and very well may have been ranked in another year, but just did not have the extra juice to make the big list in 2010. This past year proved to be pretty deep in great releases, so there's no shame in making this list. Maybe a Top 100 of the year would cover all the bases? No, you're right, that would be ridiculous and you probably would not read the whole thing. Anyway, it would be a shame to let these go completely unnoticed, so here's this quick consolation, in alphabetical order:

Against Me! - White Crosses
Avi Buffalo - s/t
Band of Horses - Infinite Arms
The Black Keys - Brothers
Born Ruffians - Say It
Broken Bells - s/t
Deftones - Diamond Eyes
Engineers - Three Fact Fader
Interpol - s/t
Kopecky Family Band - The Disaster
Kylesa - Spiral Shadow
MGMT - Congratulations
No Age - Everything In Between
Sleigh Bells - Treats
Sun Kil Moon - Admiral Fell Promises
The Thermals - Personal Life
Wild Nothing - Gemini

Even though 2011 is 2 weeks old, it's time to jump back to the Best of 2010 music. This is the post that may raise the most eyebrows (if anyone actually cares). This is the list of those less fortunate, those that didn't quite make the cut this time around...the NEGATIVE list. These are the albums that seem to appear on most year-end lists, but not in these parts, along with a quite reason why. There are as many different reasons why as there are entries on this list. Without further ado, here goes...

Kanye West - My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy

Obviously, this blog isn't somewhere you come for stirring insight into hip-hop records, so you can't really expect a deep justification here. How about the fact that this record didn't really seem any different/better than West's previous albums, 808's and Heartbreaks not withstanding. Maybe it's completely different and infinitely better than previous efforts, but it just didn't tell everyone this.

Deerhunter - Halcyon Digest

A nice sounding record and the most-enjoyed of any this Atlanta-based band has released. It seems like the consensus places this at or near the top of the list for rock albums in 2010. Again, it sounded nice, but just failed to hold attention and it's hard to rank an album with that cross to bear.

LCD Soundsystem - This Is Happening

If every song could sound like "All My Friends" from 2007's Sounds of Silver, this album could easily be deserving of the esteem it has been given this year. Instead, there's "Drunk Girls". Pass.

Vampire Weekend - Contra

Both of Vampire Weekend's albums have been pleasant listens, with that preppy, jangly, beachy, Afro-Cuban sound. However, this all adds up to records that are remarkably unremarkable. This isn't a knock on the band or their albums, but there just isn't any "edge" to the music and that makes it sorta forgettable.

Gorillaz - Plastic Beach

You know, that "Clint Eastwood" song was pretty enjoyable when it came out and still isn't bad to hear every once in a while. Aside from that fact, it is hard to imagine Damon Albarn's efforts being best put to use with Gorillaz, the first "virtual band" or something like that. Is anyone still fascinated by "the band" being comprised of animated cartoons? Blur kinda-sorta got back together at some point over the past few years, but its too bad that didn't last, but Gorillaz do.

The past 350+ days have been a fine year for new music releases, but its also been a pretty solid year for music releases that aren't new music per se. This would be the catch-all category that includes compilations, live albums, reissues and the like. Since these sorts of releases are very plentiful each year, this list isn't believed to necessary be exhaustive, but each of these listed are pretty great.

Bruce Springsteen - The Promise

Its not terribly hard to imagine a collection of unreleased material originally written and mostly recorded around 1978 during Darkness on the Edge of Town being great. The opening track, an alternate version of "Racing in the Street", unfolds over 6 minutes and makes the listener completely ready for the remaining 20 tracks over two discs. Across this many songs, there are plenty of opportunities to hear Springsteen's varying styles that have revealed themselves over the years. As good as his last few studio albums with the E Street Band have been, its nice to hear that older sound return to the forefront on this release, including the interesting cover of Patti Smith's "Because the Night".

John Prine - Broken Hearts and Dirty Windows

This is undoubtedly the best tribute compilation of the year. It's John Prine songs, which are already great, performed by a range of musicians that mostly reside in the indie folk/alt-country/bluegrass realm. This includes My Morning Jacket, Josh Ritter, Justin Vernon, Conor Oberst, Avett Brothers and others. This compilation accomplishes what most compilations does not, it actually lends itself to listening start-to-finish. The Lambchop contribution, "Six O'Clock News" kinda plods and Those Darlins' "Lets Talk Dirty in Hawaiian" is almost too kitschy, but these are minor issues with an otherwise excellent release.

The Weakerthans - Live at the Burton Cummings Theatre

The Weakerthans are not the sort of band that seems to necessitate a live album and, honestly, this one might not actually be necessary. Thing is, it sounds warm and fresh, giving that feeling that you might have even been there. The on-stage banter and witty anecdotes are included sparingly and the audience noise isn't distracting or disruptive. The recording was made in Winnipeg (Manitoba, that is), the band's hometown, so there's a certain added effect of reverence and pride, even when the entire room sings aloud in agreement that "The Guess Who Sucked", "The Jets were lousy anyway" and "I hate Winnipeg". It just wouldn't have been right for these sentiments to be immortalized if it were recorded anyplace else.

Weezer - Pinkerton

Do you know where you were on Tuesday, September 24, 1996? If you were laying in the backseat of your mom's car riding home from Magic Platter record store listening to the mysterious follow-up to Weezer's debut breakthrough, you do. There's always something special about buying an album the day it is released, or at least there used to be, before the days of leaks and iTunes (face it, the idea of rushing to your laptop to download an album on Tuesday isn't quite the same as making a special trip to the record store). Tuesdays were almost like a holiday each week and some Monday nights turned into an opportunity to sit in a parking lot until midnight waiting for the next big release. This big release ultimately tanked in sales and reviews, but now, 14 years later, it has been remastered, repackaged and rereleased. Not to worry, though, it is just as brutally honest and brutally uncomfortable as ever.

Rolling Stones - Exile On Main Street

This was probably the most-publicized reissue of the year. There's not a ton to say here other than its always been a great album and now its sound has been brought forward about 40 years. For a great commentary on this release, check out NPR's episode of All Songs Considered featuring Don Was.

Pavement - Quarantine the Past

In the indie rock universe, 2010 was the year of Pavement, despite the band not releasing any new music, be it an album or even a single song. They did, however, tour across the country and the globe playing songs that were all at least 10 years old to legions of fans, old and new. Twenty-three such songs were compiled on this "Best of" album that rolls the songs out in no particular order or theme. That's probably an apt sequence for the band, who somewhat unceremoniously wrapped up their reunion tour (not counting a couple of subsequent South American shows in November) at Matador 21 in Las Vegas on October 1 with sound problems and annoyance. Regardless of the inconsistencies of the record and the band, even 23 old songs were a welcome addition to 2010.

Addendum:

Nada Surf - If I Had A Hi-Fi

It's hard to decide if it is harder to believe that Nada Surf are still releasing albums in a relevant manner or that Nada Surf were once MTV darlings complete with rock-solid "one hit wonder" cred. Regardless, they have managed to navigate past the latter and put together several great albums. That said, they are entitled to put out something like an album of covers. One of the highlights is a rendition of "Enjoy the Silence" by Depeche Mode in full blown Nada Surf mode, but there's also covers of songs by Spoon, Kate Bush, The Moody Blues and a great track by Mercromina sung in Spanish. Maybe there should be an album of other bands covering "Popular" just to take it full circle?

Addendum 2:

Girl Talk - All Day

Simply put, this is good for listening to at the gym. It's interesting and makes for fun while picking out all the different songs mashed up within. That's about as far as it goes since all components of the songs are songs that have already been written, performed and released. It can't really be judged by the same standards as new music, hence its presence here.

Girls - Broken Dreams Club EP

EPs are not usually significant relative to their full-length counterparts, but this is another great effort by San Francisco band that released Album in 2009. The mood of this EP is noticeably restrained and morose, even employing a slide guitar on the title track.

As you may already know, Sporcle has to be the best time waster on the internet these days. Even their tagline, "Mentally Stimulating Diversions", indicates such. That probably does not go far enough, though. There is seriously a quiz for almost everything you can think of. Most of them are actually fairly interesting and challenging in an enjoyable way, to boot. Well, one of this week's new entries has to be one of the most interesting yet. It deals with naming countries that are the world-leader in fairly random categories on a per-capita basis.

Some of the most interesting results:

-Luxembourg has the highest per capita alcohol consumption rate in the world, 15.6 liters per person per year. That doesn't seem like an extreme amount, but bear in mind, this isn't referring to alcoholic beverages. This is the actual alcohol in those drinks itself. So if an average drink (adjusted for differences between regular beer, liquor and wine) has 10% alcohol by volume, that would be 156 liters of alcohol-containing beverages per person per year. That's over 41 gallons, or 5200 ounces. So yeah, 5200 ounces would be 433 12-ounce beers per person per year, or about 1.2 per day. It definitely adds up.

-If you only consider beer, the Czech Republic is the leader of the world with 158.6 liters per person per year. The math works out roughly similar to the calculations above, except most Czech beer does not come near to 10% ABV. It's closer to half of that, 5-6% (think pilsner, pale lager, etc). That means that an average Czech has about 2.5 beers per day. When you adjust for demographics to exclude children and those adults that don't drink (if such thing exists), the actual average is probably more like 4+ per day. That's pretty strong, especially since most people would probably assume the English, Irish or Germans to drink more beer in the first place.

-If various forms of alcohol are particularly appealing to the Luxembourgers and Czechs, coffee is particularly appealing to...the Fins. The average person in Finland consumes 12kg, or about 24.5 pounds. This is kinda hard to put into practical terms since nobody really quantifies their coffee consumption by weight, but by volume, or number of cups. According to one (of many, many, many) estimations, one pound of coffee can make 2.25 gallons. So, that would seem to indicate that Fins drink over 55 gallons of coffee a year. This number isn't vastly different than Czech Republic's beer consumption, but it stands to reason that, despite Starbucks' best efforts, a cup of coffee is typically smaller than a serving of beer. If an average cup of coffee is defined as 6 ounces, the Fins have 1,173 cups of coffee a year, or over 3 a day. Again, this number doesn't seem too extreme, but not everyone drinks coffee, so among coffee-drinkers, the number is probably at least 4 or 5. That starts to get pretty intense.

-Just for a quick comparison's sake, the leading tea drinkers are the Turks, who consume an average of 2.1 kg (4.4 lb) a year. Apparently 2.5 grams of tea makes a 6 oz. cup, so an average Turk has just shy of 800 cups per year, or about 2.2 a day.

-From a technology standpoint, there are some pretty impressive numbers. Residents of Switzerland, Malta and United Arab Emirates have an average of 0.86 computers, 0.77 televisions and 1.7 cellphones per citizen, respectively. That means an average person in UAE is more likely to have two cellphones than one and a family of 4 in Switzerland has at least 3, but more likely 4 computers among them. Does this mean a poor Swiss family only has 2 computers at home? Of course, these numbers include computers in the workplace and such, but obviously not everyone has a computer at work, so the difference has to come from somewhere. The UAE cellphone numbers seem quite bizarre, though. Based on personal experience, it seems like pretty much everyone has a cellphone and probably some kind of phone number associated with their job, even if they share it with others. However, this is talking only about cellphones, which are largely used by only one person each and not shared among groups. With the average in UAE being 1.7 and there having to be a few people without even one, that means it is not uncommon to see people there with 3 or more each. The Malta television numbers don't really jump out since even the idea of one person having 2 TVs isn't that crazy (right???) this day in age. A television almost seems like standard equipment in a house, like a sink or toilet. The necessary distinction is that Malta has 0.77 TVs per person, not per home.

For the sake of brevity (ha!), here's a quick rundown of some others:

-An average Greek smokes over 3,000 cigarettes a year, or about 8.25 a day.
-The Republic of Georgia has 16.335 library books per resident.
-One in every 690 Argentinians are psychologists.
-One is every 86.2 Norwegians are millionaires (in US dollars).

Hmmph.