Music reviews: The overlooked albums of 2012
While everyone was buzzing about big releases from Frank Ocean, Fiona Apple, Mumford & Sons and Taylor Swift, you might have missed some must-listens. Here’s what you should know about, and why:
Grizzly Bear, “Shields”
Yes, iTunes named Grizzly Bear’s “Shields” the best album of 2012. Yes, the critics adored it. And yes, it debuted in the Top 10.
But did it earn any Grammy nominations? No. Is it selling well? No. Have you heard it? Probably not.
And that needs to change.
“Shields” is a semimasterpiece that feels both old and new – and in the best ways possible. Anchored by the voices of Edward Droste and Daniel Rossen, this Brooklyn, N.Y.-based foursome has created a disc that is genre-defying and consistent throughout.
The 10 tracks that make up “Shields” are drum-filled and smoky, and half the songs are more than five minutes long. That’s a bit unusual, but it’s also a break from mainstream pop music, and a needed one.
Aaron Freeman, “Marvelous Clouds”
Middle age and sobriety caused Aaron Freeman to split this year from Ween, the deliriously genre-defying cult duo he co-founded 25 years ago. To find his footing as a solo artist, the former Gene Ween’s first tentative step was to release “Marvelous Clouds,” a covers album featuring 13 songs by Rod McKuen, the 1960s poet and composer.
McKuen’s a crooner often dismissed as schlocky, but Freeman finds the earnest heart – and crushing heartbreak – in gentle ballads like “A Man Alone,” which could be the record’s theme song. The production on “Jean” and the title track are by turns lush and spare. Every track is suffused with a melancholy that draws comparisons to some of the best of Ween’s softer material, including the aching “Birthday Boy” and “I Don’t Want It.”
Ween devotees felt betrayed when Freeman broke up the band, and they were confused that such an accomplished songwriter opted to record someone else’s tunes. But “Marvelous Clouds” rewards multiple listens, and provides plenty of hints that Freeman will continue to surprise.
Oh progressive R&B, how I enjoy your sound.
That trend in music – a movement that includes Frank Ocean, The Weeknd, Miguel and Dawn Richard – will continue to blow up in 2013, and New York-based singer-songwriter-producer I/O should be among those to look out for.
His second mixtape, “Isolation,” is an impeccable adventure of R&B and eerie sounds that heal your ears. He’s singing – really cooing – about heartache and heartbreak on this 12-track staple, but he doesn’t come off as annoying. He’s smooth. And cool. And reflective.
The epic “I’d Be Lying” is the best example, where I/O is motivated and looking for more in life. “Piece of Mind” is nicely jelled with electronic sounds, and his soft voice shines on “Strangers” and “We’ll Always Be,” with its addictive hook full of hand claps.
I/O, whose real name is Ayo Olatunji, is a newcomer on the rise. We’re onboard.
Various Artists, “The Return of the Stuff That Dreams Are Made Of”
Too often we reflexively think that music is born when it is recorded, that it simply comes into existence fully formed. But every riff, every melody, every harmony has its own rich history. When it comes to the American songbook, taking rides through the deeper parts of that history can be as thrilling and immediate as seeing a live concert.
This is the wonderful calculus of “The Return of the Stuff That Dreams Are Made Of,” a two-disc set with great documentation that travels back to the 1920s and unearths some of the earliest recordings of homegrown American music. Here’s the Fruit Jar Guzzlers (best band name ever?) doing a prehistoric version of the “Stack-O-Lee” ballad. Here’s blues legend Charley Patton going deep into the Delta. Here’s a fiddler named Elder Golden P. Harris sounding like something coming through the open windows of a 19th-century Southern church as he twangs out “I’ll Lead a Christian Life.”
Other traditions are represented, too: Two Eastern European tracks are welcome additions to the mix, jarring in the most evocative way amid all the country and blues. A great American musical lesson that puts the best of emerging legends alongside the long-forgotten – just as record collectors might dream of.
Ty Segall, “Twins”
Ty Segall may have been the busiest man in music this year, releasing three albums under different band alignments while producing and contributing to several more.
His solo record, “Twins,” is the best of the lot and shows why everyone is so excited about the 25-year-old garage rocker from San Francisco. He plays most of the instruments here on 12 tracks full of fuzzy goodness.
Segall sets the mood with album opener, “Thank God for Sinners,” an anthemic fist to the face that shows you right where his heart is. Other highlights include the shambolic “Ghost,” the relentless “They Told Me Too” and “Love Fuzz,” which has a self-explanatory title.
We missed Segall’s run through Nashville, Tenn., earlier this year. That won’t happen again. He has our complete attention.
Anat Cohen, “Claroscuro”
Israeli-born Anat Cohen is doing her utmost to ensure that the clarinet no longer remains an overlooked instrument in modern jazz. On “Claroscuro” – a Spanish term referring to the play between light and dark in painting – Cohen offers a variety of tonal shades ranging from light buoyant tunes to dark intense multilayered pieces as she takes her listeners on a multicultural journey with stops in West Africa, New Orleans, Brazil and her present home, New York.
Cohen engages in intricate dialogues with another jazz clarinet virtuoso, Cuban-born Paquito D’Rivera, on four of the 11 tracks – ranging from the twisting, minor key “Nightmare,” Swing Era clarinetist Artie Shaw’s haunting theme, to the playful, danceable “Um A Zero” by the Brazilian choro master Pixinguinha. On “La Vie En Rose,” Cohen pays homage to Louis Armstrong’s New Orleans take on the Edith Piaf chanson, slowing the tempo and contrasting her smooth clarinet lines with Wycliffe Gordon’s growling trombone and gravelly vocals.
Cohen gives her music more variety by embracing other reed instruments. She makes her recording debut on bass clarinet on her own tune “Kick Off,” with Gilmar Gomes adding Latin percussion; plays a burning soprano sax solo on drummer Daniel Freedman’s “All Brothers” with its West African rhythms; and displays some soulful tenor sax chops on the closing, gospel-flavored “The Wedding” by South African pianist Abdullah Ibrahim.
THEESatisfaction, “awE naturalE”
For some reason, year-end lists often carry a taint with them, but around here, we love them because of all the leads they give you on new music. THEESatisfaction came to our attention after its appearance on one list or another, and we’re excited to discover “awE naturalE.”
Rapper Stasia Irons and singer Catherine Harris-White’s thoroughly modern mash-up of hip-hop and soul is intoxicating – they call their songs “funk-psychedelic feminista sci-fi epics” – and the music weaves back and forth between fierce and fearless.
The folks at Sub Pop, who had a stellar 2012, discovered Irons and Harris-White after hearing a Shabazz Palaces song they contributed to. Already a veteran of several mixtapes, the self-produced “awE naturalE” is ridiculously self-assured and constantly interesting.
Looking for a little ear candy? Check out “QueenS,” which serves as something of a theme song, the jazzy “Existinct” and the fractured jam of “naturalE.”
Kitty Pryde, “Haha, I’m Sorry” (Self-released)
In between retail store shifts in Daytona Beach, Fla., and navel-gazing about drunken boys, Kitty Pryde found something valuable in 2012. She delivers dream-pop rap that resonates with a restless sliver of hip-hop fans craving something smarter to savor.
Pryde’s EP, “Haha, I’m Sorry,” was welcomed by the few that noticed its free-via-Bandcamp release.
The complex, exploratory beats by producer Beautiful Lou are crucial to the polish of the five-track effort by Pryde, whose youthful banality oozes out of each savvy curse-free verse. Pryde’s easy flow on “Ay Shawty” has nothing to do with the hip-hop you hear on the radio and everything to do with a snapshot of hip-hop fandom, growing in numbers, who seek something beyond the guns-and-drugs drill that often dominates the genre.
This is real downtime talk, not saddled with rough urban fantasies.
Ana Tijoux, “La Bala” (Nacional Records)
Sometimes the most powerful sound is not a shout, but a whisper.
Chilean-French rapper Ana Tijoux proves the power of that phrase. This year she brought new life to hip-hop en espanol with her rich, intelligent and original album “La Bala.”
Tijoux captures attention with a complex delivery that is both soft and harsh, warm in tone, yet chilling. Her lyrics reflect the politics that have shaped her world: She grew up exiled in France, where her family fled to escape the Pinochet regime.
Musically, “La Bala” is a gorgeous, potent and smoothly produced mix of bass, orchestration, rock and soul — with delicious use of G-funk styling. The rhythms are unexpected and enticing.
On the title track, Tijoux details the shooting of a man, rapping over a militaristic march: “That body without life was her son, stunned Maria falls to the floor, her deformed face turned into a cry that leaves only a hum meaning – assassin.”