Top 50 songs of 2018

My dominant theme of 2018 in music: tears. Songs that make you cry. Songs that insist on moving beyond crying. Music of redemption, of hope, of deep and untrammeled empathy. The struggle to cope with a world that continues to hand us unending suffering. The struggle to articulate the feelings of love and unity that come from staring into your child’s eyes for the first time.

As always, these are just my favorites. I make no claim that they were objectively the best. One song per artist.

50. Bad Guy – Hatchie

I spent a lot of time this summer walking around Berkeley, and this song was a regular companion on those strolls. It’s great music for wandering.

49. Daydream – Nancy Sin

There’s a timelessness here, an expression of innocence that lives on, stubbornly refusing to accede to the slings and arrows of fortune, holding out for the possibility of finding a way to stay present.

48. Reprieval – Eternal Summers

A deep breath. A hand to a cheek. A whispered goodbye.

47. Soft – Babygirl

If this had been released a couple decades ago, it probably would have been categorized as adult contemporary. These days, with our micro-niches, it’s probably luscious indie dreampop. Whatever the label, it goes down smooth and sweet.

46. The Saddest Little Waffle House in Eastern Pennsylvania – Worriers

I slept on the Worriers album last year, so failed to include it on last year’s list. Fortunately, they released an expanded version this year with a couple new songs, so I can at least partially rectify my mistake.

45. When I’m With Him – Empress Of

The effervescent beat and falsetto chorus balance against a deeply depressing lyric – about the sense of self-doubt and recrimination that comes from realizing that you don’t love someone the way they need to be loved. And the way you torture yourself trying to figure out what you did wrong to feel this way.

44. People Get Old – Lori McKenna

I don’t know if it’s just a function of where I’m at in life, but “you still think he’s forty-five and he still thinks that you’re a kid” strikes me as a genuinely cosmic line – reflecting a sort of deep truth that we all eventually have to face, which will feel brand new to everyone when they first encounter it, for all that it’s utterly universal.

43. Stranger – Frøkedal

Delightfully off-kilter: this song struts out from the Norwegian forests, ready to dance across the water and out to the deep blue ocean, leaving behind just a hint of stardust.

42. To My Dearest Wife – Lucero

A heartfelt rock song, from a band that’s written more than a few of them in their time.

41. Murmured Hymn for Defocused Eyes – Dustings

Now cracks a noble heart. Good night, sweet prince: And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.

40. Halls of Sarah – Neko Case

Neko Case has run out of fucks to give, and she is here to let you know.

39. Me & My Dog – Boygenius

I have to admit that I didn’t quite love the boygenius record the way I expected. It seems impossible, given how universally I adore everything Phoebe Bridgers touches – and how much I also like both Lucy Dacus and Julien Baker. But for whatever reason, the record as a whole kind of fell flat for me. Still, this song is undeniable.

38. Leave Him Now – Cloud Nothings

Cloud Nothings took a major step back toward their roots, after experimenting with a far more melodic (and occasionally spiritual) turn last year. In some cases, that made for a listening experience more abrasive than I really wanted. But on this track, the stripped back structure and frenetic energy works perfectly.

37. Unconditional Waltz – Calexico

A quiet afternoon on the porch. Chatting about nothing. Watching the condensation pool around the edge of your glass of iced tea. Taking pleasure in every moment you get to share with your loved ones.

36. The Parting Glass – Rosanne Cash

Cash is one of the great American songwriters, so it feels a little strange to say it but…my favorite song on this record is this old Irish ballad from the 18th century, which is only available on the deluxe addition. Good night and joy be with you all, indeed.

35. Under the Blue / Take Me In – Hayley Kiyoko

Hayley Kiyoko is the pop star America needs.

34. It’s a Shame – First Aid Kit

A mediocre song can often be saved by a great chorus. This is one of the rare songs that works in the opposite direction. There’s barely a chorus to speak of, and what is there feels a touch underthought and underworked. But the verses are just so pure and so bright that it doesn’t really matter.

33. Doesn’t Matter – Christine and the Queens

A pop masterpiece about the experience of existential doubt, and the status of feminine life in a universe that makes their very existence precarious.

32. Ginger Lizard – opiuo

A ridiculously catchy song, which feels like it should be playing at 3:30 in the morning in some New Orleans funk joint, with a bunch of sweaty bodies moving in unison.

31. Forte – Zoe Keating

This song makes me feel the way I feel when I go to the airport to pick up a loved one that I haven’t seen in far too long. And the moment around 1:25 when the strings swell is when they turn the corner and your eyes meet and you both break out into uncontrollable smiles.

30. Missing U – Robyn

I love that Robyn made the sort of record that she did, which is complex and interesting and wonderful. That said, I can’t help but selfishly wish she’d made an album that bopped a little bit more. As it ended up, I respected Honey a lot more than I actually listened to it. With this song being the significant exception.

29. Miles Away – Josh Ritter

While we’re waiting on the next full length – which sounds like it’s going to be a great one – this is a lovely standalone track. A beautifully simple piano line provides the structure for Ritter to reflect on the distance between us, and the tiny gestures we make to try and reach across that void.

28. Trapper Man – Mark Knopfler

In my 11th grade American literature class, we watched the classic miniseries Centennial–26 hours detailing the history of a spot on the South Platte on the plains of Colorado, from the time before the arrival of Europeans right up until the present day. It was a formative experience for me, and went a long way to explaining my love for American history ever since. Trapper Man feels like a time capsule of the sort you get from Centennial: a story of a man living life on the edges of civilization…and the ways in which that civilization inevitably profits from even those who seek to escape it.

27. Dark Spring – Beach House

I had no idea that what I needed from Beach House in 2018 was a dark and stormy shoegaze number, but I’m certainly glad that it’s what we got.

26. Black Waves / Silver Moon – Phosphorescent

Voyager 1 was launched in 1977. In late 2012, it reached the interstellar medium. Eventually, its systems will shut down and we will lose contact with it. But it won’t stop moving. Its long, cold journey will continue down through the eons, as it moves achingly slow out into the galaxy. Waiting for the day, the infinitesimally unlikely day, when someone, somewhere, might discover it. And wonder where it came from.

25. Django Jane – Janelle Monáe

Every track on Dirty Computer has its partisans. For me, Django Jane is the best track. It’s an anthem which is both intensely personal and completely universal. But its universality is very much on her terms. In describing her own experiences, she invites the listener to see themselves through her eyes, and in that mirroring to understand the ways in which unthinking calls to solidarity often quickly strip away the specific–particularly when that specific form is black, queer, female.

24. Future Me Hates Me – The Beths

Pretty much a perfect power pop song about the classic subject of falling in love, but here the focus is entirely on the heartbreaks and trauma it’s almost certainly going to provoke. There’s something delightful about that.

23. What’s The Deal With David? – Oh Pep!

A glorious slice of indie pop, ready to warm your soul and soothe your fraying heart. The engine of the song is a rollicking little bass line, which is then surrounded by a waterfall of ringing notes. Add in some wonderful vocal harmonies, and what’s quite possibly the year’s most infectious chorus, and the whole thing glitters like a rainbow peaking out after the storm.

22. Rear View – GABBY’S WORLD

Formerly going under the name Eskimeaux, Gabrielle Smith changed the name to Gabby’s World, but the music is very much the same. Simple structures layered on top of one another to produce songs that feel like they’re dancing across whitewater rapids–constantly on the very of capsizing but still managing to (just about) stay afloat.

21. Best Years of My Life – Pistol Annies

It felt impossible to pick a single song from Pistol Annies, who quite literally had seven or eight songs I seriously considered here. But at the end of the day I went with Best Years of My Life, because it’s the one that most perfectly combines the two themes from their record: soul-crushing sadness and wry perseverance. There are songs on the album that make me cry, and others that make me smile. This one does both.

20. Your Song – Rita Ora

Technically this is from 2017 but despite being a huge smash last summer, I never really gave it any attention until the full album came out this year.  The key to the song is the slight catch in her voice – which communicates a powerful impulse to flee. The lyrics tell a story of someone who’s more than a little blindsided to find herself falling in love, which could come off as a bit trite. But Ora completely sells it.

19. Waste (feat. Lady Chann) – Lily Allen

My favorite Lily Allen song in the better part of a decade. It springs from the same blending of reggae and pop that has served her well in the past, but the production is brighter here, and the addition of Lady Chann in the final minute is the match that’s needed to get the fire truly started.

18. Up From Below – Remember Sports

Imagine someone riding a unicycle atop a high wire, while juggling six balls, which are all on fire. That’s what this song sounds like. Except imagine they’re going about 150 miles per hour.

17. Driving – Grouper

I don’t know what this song is about, but I’m certain it’s the most important and most beautiful thing in the world. That’s how I feel about every Grouper song, really, but this one is particularly piercing.

16. Lost (feat. Chelsea Jade) – Jai Wolf

A song that manages to simultaneously feel dreamy and anthemic, it’s a call to the dancefloor for those who feel adrift in the world and desperately want to feel the connection and joy that music can bring.

15. Fight – Vanessa Peters

That moment you gather together your resolve, pick yourself up off the floor, and take that next step. You know it won’t be easy. You know the rewards will be far away, if they ever come at all. But you simply decide “this moment, right here, I will be my better self.”

14. Ganja Burn – Nicki Minaj

This almost certainly isn’t the *best* song from Queen, but it’s without a doubt my favorite. I’ve always enjoyed Nicki Minaj most when she was bulldozing through a pop song with some high octane rapping, and this is a nice variant–more chill, but still viciously delivered.

13. Now or Never Now – Metric

I didn’t love much on the new Metric album, but this song was a massive exception. It’s right up there with the best that Emily Haines has ever produced. A song so big that to call it an anthem feels like a decent understatement. And still, for all that, it isn’t really a song about climaxes, but rather about a measured, persistent demand: to live forever or die in the attempt.

12. No Tears Left to Cry – Ariana Grande

2018 was the year of Ariana Grande, and I don’t know how anyone could feel anything but joy for her. To have gone through so much, and to have emerged on the other side with this kind of giving spirit is astonishing. Thank U, Next was the song that finally took her to #1, and it’s a great song, but this was the one that hit me hardest in the feelings.

11. Heart To Break – Kim Petras

That feeling when you watch a magician do a trick over and over, and you know that it’s just sleight-of-hand and anyone could learn how to do it with enough practice, but it just doesn’t matter because it’s so unbelievably delightful. This song feels like it could have been designed in some Swedish pop laboratory to produce maximum head-bopping, but I do not care even a little bit. Screw authenticity. Give me the sugar.

10. The Mother – Brandi Carlile

I’m not sure she’s written another song as beautiful as this one. Certainly none as likely to bring a tear to your eye. It’s a love letter to her daughter, one framed by a bracingly honest assessment of what it actually means to become a parent.

9. Still Life (Audiotree) – Katie Ellen

The studio version is good. This version absolutely kills me. The bit when her voice just slightly starts to break at 1:59…pure shivers.

8. Set It Free – Now, Now

SGL is the best song from the album, but I already included it on my 2017 list, so I’ll go for the second-best, which is almost as good. The unsung hero is the bass, which transforms a shimmery song into a propulsive missile fired directly into your heart.

7. Full Control – Snail Mail

The ingredients are incredibly simple, but as any chef will tell you, trying to cook with simple ingredients is often the most dangerous thing, because there’s absolutely nothing to hide behind. If she didn’t stick the landing, this could all come across as trite. But she absolutely, perfectly does, and so it comes across as god’s own truth.

6. Doom and Gloom – DARK TIMES

“It’s not gonna be alright, it’s not gonna be fine. There’s no silver lining, it’s all doom and gloom.” It is certainly a mood.

5. O.M.G. (I’m All Over It) – Jenn Champion

Probably my favorite song from Jenn Champion, which is really saying something considering her contributions to one of my all-time favorite bands. But this sounds very little like her stripped down heartsick songs with Carissa’s Weird. Instead, it’s a velvet-smooth synth pop classic.

4. Demon and Division – Alkaline Trio

Twenty years into their career, and I suddenly have a new favorite Alkaline Trio song. That heavy bass! The vocal interplay! The bridge from Andriano that drops in toward the end and amps up the energy to another level!

3. Rainbow – Kacey Musgraves

In a year with plenty of tear-jerkers, I think this may be the one that hit me the hardest. It’s such an impossibly simple song, but there is so much beauty in that simplicity. When she sings it, you can believe it. Maybe it really will be alright.

2. The Opener – CAMP COPE

Equal parts rage and joy. Rage at a world of blatant injustice, filled with men who are utterly incapable of grasping the privileges they wield. But also joy: at the sheer audacity of creation and the righteous noise they can make. It would be a great song for any era, but feels absolutely essential in 2018.

1. Prodigal Dog – Hilary Woods

It seems insufficient to describe this song as haunting. It weaves itself around you, whispering promises of a world beyond our own. And if you tilt your head just right, you can almost see the veil between realities shimmering in the light. What lies on the other side? Do we dare to step across? That way lies madness…but also maybe redemption?

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50 songs for 50 states: Oklahoma

Choctaw Bingo is a sort of Canterbury Tales for the 21st century. It documents the many visitors arriving for a family reunion up at Uncle Slayton’s place. Over eight-plus minutes, it rides a biting rootsy rock guitar riff through a highly disconcerting eight-minute trek into the heart of the “North Texas-Southern Oklahoma Crystal Methamphetamine Industry.”

Slayton himself is an old distiller who has turned to making crystal meth now that the market for bathtub whiskey has dried up, who cuts up plots of land and sells them to those desperate for a little piece of the world to call their own. All because he knows that they’ll never be able to make the payments, so he’ll be able to take it all right back. Then there’s Roscoe, Slayton’s son, who drives a semi truck and tries (but not very hard) to avoid flattening a car that runs a red light in front of him. There’s Bob, who coaches high school football, and who loads up on heavy weaponry on his way into town. And we can’t forget Ruth Anne and Lynn – the narrator’s second cousins about whom he’s had some detailed fantasies that he’s more than willing to share

It’s a song about addiction – to drugs, to money, to guns, to sex, to football, to whatever can take the edge off a life that seems to have passed you by – and the way it feels to ride the wave of the crash. It’s a testament to the power of the patriarch, the queasy sense of disgust and fascination that he provokes. It’s a reminder of just how deep our guilt runs, and just how blind to it we make ourselves, just how careless we insist on being, because to look it square in the face, even for one second, would bring everything crashing down.

It’s only there in the margins, in the way ‘Choctaw bingo’ shows up twice in the eight-minute narrative. To remind us of what Oklahoma actually is: a barren patch of land carved out for the ‘relocation’ of Indian tribes. Which now contains the clashing cultures of Uncle Slayton, his Asian bride, his hard-partying and hard-fighting family, and the Indian tribe that claws back one-millionth of the debt owed to them, by drawing them all into their casinos.

There is no redemption here, no joy. There is just the bare margins that everyone can scrape off one another, and the recognition that we are all deeply compromised.

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50 songs for 50 states: Ohio

After some slim pickings last time, the options are bountiful here. Just look at the songs with the title “Ohio.” You’ve got CSNY’s response to the Kent State massacre, Modest Mouse’s off-kilter take on traveling the highways across the nation, and Damien Jurado’s story of homesickness and longing. Then consider “Look at Miss Ohio,” a smoldering Gillian Welch song, also performed beautifully by Miranda Lambert. Or the twangy, jangly goodness of R.E.M’s “Cuyahoga.” Or the breathtaking “Bloodbuzz Ohio” from The National, one of my favorite songs of the last decade, which only doesn’t get the pick here because it’s a little too abstract, and because there’s an even better pick.

“Youngstown” is one of the quintessential Springsteen songs. The acoustic version of this song is fine. But it doesn’t really convey the feel of the place. Here, with dirty guitars and an ominous, looming sense of menace, is the real Youngstown. The history just seeps out of it like a thick sap. And the anger is evident in his snarl.

And, like all things Springsteen, of course this is nostalgia. It’s not meant as a political treatise on the political economy of coal, nor is it a demand for the restoration of a city that is gone forever. It’s just the expression of a palpable frustration. And it’s a call for us to exercise our memory, to recognize those who have been left behind in this brave new world. It’s all too easy to just cast them aside as the detritus of progress. But everything we are now depends on the sweat and the blood and the pain of those who came before.

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50 songs for 50 states: North Dakota

I’ve been dreading North Dakota for awhile now, hoping that I’d be able to turn something up. I’ve searched Spotify lists of songs with Dakota in the title, trolled lists of ‘great North Dakota songs,’ and cast about fruitlessly on social media.

I never expected that every state would produce an all-time classic, or anything, but my standard has always been that I had to pick a topical song I genuinely liked. And, well, North Dakota is where the well finally ran dry.

Lyle Lovett’s “North Dakota” (which is actually about the Texas borderlands) is fine, but not much more. Sinatra has a song about a girl in ‘North and South Dakota,’ which is at least 50% on the mark. Nanci Griffith wrote a treacly song about hope and change in the wake of Obama’s election that mentions ‘the plains of North Dakota.’ Dolly Parton has a song about getting away from the cold. And…that’s about it?

And so, I’m going with this lovely Ashley Monroe tune, which is only tangentially about North Dakota (which, again, features primarily as something to be escaped). But at least it’s a beautiful song.

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50 songs for 50 states: North Carolina

There’s a surprisingly rich vein of North Carolina songs, particularly given how sparse the options are for their similarly-named neighbor to the south. Especially since the vast majority of ‘Carolina’ songs are really about the northern version.

You can start with the persistent earworm of Wagon Wheel (“Heading down south to the land of the pines / I’m thumbing my way into North Caroline), continue with one of Ryan Adams’ loveliest ballads (“Oh my sweet Carolina / What compels me to go?), and then join Sonic Youth for a tale of a bookstore owner inChapel Hill who was murdered (for his radical politics?).

But there was only ever going to be one pick here. Taylor wrote it while he was off in old England, one of the first signees to the new Apple record label, hoping to make good on that incredible opportunity. When he sings, “with a holy host of others standing around me” he’s literally talking about the Beatles, who were busy recording the White Album just down the hall. Paul and George even contribute to the original recording of the song.

Ultimately, it’s a song about homesickness. The literal homesickness of being an ocean away from everything familiar and comfortable. But also the deeper anxiety that arises when you’re taking your first big step toward greatness, when you’re filled with worry about what you might be leaving behind. It’s a song full of hope: that you might still find a way to stitch together your past and your future, to hold onto what you love, without being trapped by it.

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50 songs for 50 states: New York


Picking one song for New York is an impossible task. There are probably a couple dozen that deserve the honor, with all-time classics from the likes of LCD Soundsystem, Nas, Paul Simon, They Might Be Giants (via Cub), Lou Reed, Duke Ellington, and Billie Holiday, just to name a few. Of all the places in all the world, New York City is king when it comes to musical tributes.

Still, there’s one place that you simply have to start, and that’s with Sinatra. Even if you don’t ultimately pick him—as I don’t—you have to pause to acknowledge the significance. In so many ways, Sinatra is New York—at least the New York of a certain timeframe.

Of course, “New York, New York” is actually a much more recent song than we often think. It was written in 1977 for a Scorsese film and recorded by Liza Minnelli. Frank didn’t record his version until a couple years after that. But as someone born in the early 80s, it’s simply always existed, and in many ways has defined my understanding of the city. For those who were around when it was released, it may hold a specific place in time and history. But for me, it’s timeless, eternal.

All of which leads to my actual pick, another song that will feel specific to many of us who lived through its explosion onto the scene, but which has quickly taken on an iconic status, and will probably endure for decades. Maybe centuries. Is it the best song about New York? I don’t think so. But it’s become the most iconic. In part because it’s so clearly a response to the classics that came before. If Jay sees further, it’s because he stands on the shoulders of giants. And yet…he does see further. His New York is glittering bright – the city of the future – but it’s also the grim, dark place that birthed hip-hop. It’s still the fast-paced city of Madison Avenue. It’s still the city of immigrants, of towering hopes and broken dreams. The city against which everything else is measured.

p.s. – Biggie, Patti Smith, Ryan Adams, The Beastie Boys, Billy Joel, Run DMC, Leonard Cohen, Interpol, Joni Mitchell, Gil-Scott Heron, Ben E. King, Grandmaster Flash, The Pogues.

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Review: Restorations – LP5000

I don’t know what they’re putting in the water in Philadelphia, but it seems to be the heart and soul of modern American rock and roll. This record from Restorations is another strong entrant into the field. It evokes the punk side of Springsteen, with rich guitar riffs dancing and weaving between machinegun bursts of percussion. It was produced by Jon Low—who has worked with some of my favorite contemporary artists: The War on Drugs, Frightened Rabbit, and The National, to name a few. And you can absolutely hear those references.

LP5000 has the same sheen as a War on Drugs record, the same crisp percussion as a National record, and the same clean and dynamic guitar sound you’d expect from Frightened Rabbit. But it’s not just about its references. This is also very much a record about its own space and its own time. A time of great doubt, great pain, and an almost limitless sense of fear about what might come next.

These themes are expressed in specific terms. It’s emphatically not a record about how everyone is experiencing 2018, but merely a document about their own tiny sliver of the universe. But that specificity is open. It’s an invitation: tell your story, commiserate. And maybe together we can find a way to hold it all together.

Because the deep truth here is that these songs are absolutely full of pent-up rage, which is tightly coiled, never really finding any sort of release. In many ways, this makes for a frustrating listening experience. There are movements that promise catharsis and refuse to deliver. It’s agonizing. On the other hand, there is a feeling of deep pathos in the performance of these tight circles. To listen is to edge ourselves around the anger, trying to maintain a grip on your sense of self, insisting on a sort of stability in the face of a world that is completely, relentlessly careless.

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Review: Alkaline Trio – Is This Thing Cursed?

Twenty years and almost a dozen albums into their prolific career, Alkaline Trio are putting out some of their best work in a very long time, maybe ever.

On Is This Thing Cursed?, the trio bring all the propulsive energy of their early work, without ever sounding like a mere throwback. The melodies are great, the songwriting is top notch, and while it doesn’t have quite the same degree of untrammeled audacity as the songs they were writing in their early 20s – how could it? – it more than makes up the difference with a healthy dose of wisdom.

More than anything else, it feels necessary in a way that nothing from this band has ever quite achieved. There’s an emotional heft here, a weightiness of spirit and subject, keenly balanced against the raucous energy of the music.

It’s a heavy album in many ways – dealing with subjects like depression and self-destruction (both personal and political) – but also a joyous one. A record which knows that music can’t release us from the pain that plagues us, but can help keep us afloat while we work on that slow process of self-healing. “I know you’re hurting,” it says. “I’m hurting too. But let’s sing together tonight anyway.”

I got a chance to see the band last winter in San Francisco. It’s always a little strange seeing an old favorite for the first time when they’re well past the prime of their career. There’s less raucous, combustive energy, and the crowd tends to be full of 30-somethings ready for a nice show that will still let them get to bed by 12:30. But with good performers, as soon as the lights go down and the drums start rattling, all that stuff goes out the window and you get to just live in the moment.

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Review: Vanessa Peters – Foxhole Prayers

It’s always fraught to describe a record as ‘mature.’ Even with the best of intentions, the word conveys a certain listlessness. Artists make ‘mature’ records when the vibrant, provocative energy that used to drive them has faded away, we tend to think.

But in spite of the danger, I want to take the risk and say that Foxhole Prayers, the latest from (longtime favorite of the blog) Vanessa Peters, is a mature record. That doesn’t mean there’s no fun here, and it certainly doesn’t mean that there’s no energy. But it would be impossible to think seriously about these songs without drifting into a contemplation of mortality, morality, and all things in between. And it’s a record that demands some serious thinking.

Peters has always had a wonderful capacity to communicate oceans of meaning with a single deft phrase. Her songs are filled with people who lead rich lives who are merely drifting past for the moment, like rafters on the old Mississippi who wave from a distance as the river carries them slowly over the horizon.

All that ability is still in evidence here. And yet, this record feels different. These songs do not glide by; they pull up to the shore, set up shop, and urge you to come forward. Hear the news. Because these are songs with purpose, which seek to illuminate, perhaps even persuade. They are deft, able to argue without ever coming across as didactic, and introspective. They are also urgent, defined by a sense of dread at the conditions of our world, but also infused with a deep and generous hope. More than anything, it’s a record that challenges us to stop being careless: to take ourselves and our country seriously. To feel compassion, even when the pain threatens to drive us mad. To do something, no matter how small, to make the world a kinder place.

All of which is to say: this is a powerfully topical record, one very much centered in 2018. But it’s also a timeless record. Because time is a great wheel and there’s nothing truly new under the sun. So if we want to understand why there is so much pain, we have to look inside, to seek out those parts of ourselves that we keep hidden for fear of what they might reveal. The dark parts, where fear dominates and suspicion reigns. But also the parts that remain hidden because we’ve never truly needed. Reservoirs of hope, compassion, faith, and resolve. We run from all of these pieces, both the dark and the light, because life is so much simpler without them. But in the end, she says in the final track, we are all “what we can’t outrun.” For good and for bad.

The theme is touched on in many of the songs. “Foxhole Prayers” describes the universality of loss, the way that pain drives us to a sense of self understanding. And the terrible combination of hope and despair that fuses together in these moments. Meanwhile, “Fight” describes the aftermath, when you gather together your resolve, get up off the floor, and take that next determined step.  “Just One of Them” describes the feeling of discovering yourself to be a fraud—a false prophet to values that you aren’t truly willing to defend. It asks us to consider: what would you fight for, against all odds? What would you sacrifice? It’s a terrible question, and an important one.

This is a dark record, but it’s not a cynical one. Nor is it joyless. It asks big, important questions, but does so with an incredible generosity, and playfulness. It’s a room with a fire and a warm meal for a weary traveler on the road. An offer to listen, in a world full of people all too ready to talk. A restless spirit pacing long into the night. And a challenge to all of us to remember: those who are careless with the hearts of others will often find great success, but they will rarely find satisfaction.

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Review: Nicki Minaj – Queen

Nicki Minaj is the Queen, with all the good and bad that implies. In this case, it means an album that could have used some heavy editing, but which still contains enough pieces of genius to deserve serious attention. Because at the end of the day, Minaj is an exciting artist precisely because she’s willing to take on so many roles, so many perspectives, so many chances.

And if the final product is a little overstuffed, it just means every listener is free to construct their own 11 track ‘just the good bits’ version of Queen. For me, that means shying away from a lot of the processed pop stuff, which mostly falls pretty flat to my ears. But my condensed Queen is filled with gems, starting with the opener Ganja Burn – the chillest diss track I’ve heard in a long time – and the gloriously meta Barbie Dreams. The middle is held up by the beautiful Bed, a collaboration with Ariana Grande, the strutting Chun-Li and the compact aggression of Good Form. And it’s all brought together at the end by the blissed out breakup anthem of Nip Tuck and the I’ll-see-my-way-out torch song Come See About Me.

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