Drowned in Sound's Top 46 Albums of 2005
Drowned in Sound asks you to hold our hand and peruse politely through our top 46 albums of 2005.»
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Herald the arrival of Germany's answer to Keane...»
From The Sex Pistols to Green Day to their bratty offspring, it seems there will never be a shortage of cheap punk thrills, whatever the generation. Here, Chicago's Alkaline Trio offer up the best of their non-album tracks for dissection...»
Famed for having last year's 'When The Night Turns Cold' featured in a Panasonic ad, but can the young Swede overcome comparisons to I-was-there-first blokey José González? »
Tonight is where commerce and artistry collide, as we are invited to the club’s very own spin-off record label bash. Only the brattiest, loudest bands around have made the cut...»
Undoubtedly Wowee Zowee is the most indulgent record Pavement ever produced. Happily, after repeated listens it progresses from baffling to intriguing, and finally to beguiling...»
In retreat from their dark-edged second album, Spitalfield deliver the record that should bridge the gap between their fanbase and the critics...»
Jarvis sees its protagonist reach a treaty with his long-burdensome demons. He’s emerged through the dark times, slightly battered but still swinging, to outgrow his persona and come of age with a record that befits his stature...»
Leading indie pop acts given kiddie songs to abuse. Surprisingly listenable...»
Former touring buddies of Wilco, Tim Rutili’s prolific Chicago-based Califone deliver their sixth album in as many years...»
It’s a passable attempt at making a dancefloor hit, that isn’t quite as catchy or joyous as it aims to be, but will serve as an ample time-filler until the DJ spins another CSS track...»
Sebadoh would later break in a (somewhat) more polished sound on later records, but III is where they laid their souls bare and it remains their most affecting work...»
Melodies soar and fight with each other over beefy rock guitars that bring to mind The New Pornographers at their most energetic...»
The Very Best Of should be the last word in Japan compilations. A timely reminder of the creativity present in the early �80s, where style so often dwarfed substance.»
Oh my lord, this is something. Guitars whizzing past like Fireblades in the night; drums coming on like motorboats smashing into rocks; words spat out so fast it takes a few seconds just to get the joke.»
The extremely aptly-monickered The Imbeciles, are led by erstwhile Eighties Matchbox B-Liner Andy Huxley, and also feature an escapee of Neil’s Children. Due to the fact that their concoction of stoner-ish punk/metal squall is rather far removed from their previous ‘work’, it’s not a total surprise they felt the need to run their own race.»
On a surface level, You See Colours literally radiates with pretty melodies and glossy studio sheen.»
Led by troubled Melbourne, Australia based Vanessa Eve, Jaed have the looks and down-and-out pedigree to punk rock with the stars, but for all her youthful conviction, Eve is no Courtney Love and certainly no Kathleen Hanna.»
While the folksy, cardigan-wearing Collapse make hay not war with those members of the crowd willing to stop chatting for a few minutes, Semifinalists wait backstage, preparing to shatter the wholesome atmosphere with their gritty attack of post-pop-rock.»
Drowned in Sound asks you to hold our hand and peruse politely through our top 46 albums of 2005.»
The Chalets: girl/boy pop geniuses or child-burning psychos with warty legs? Tom Edwards investigates...»
Mystery Meat deliver rock for rock's sake, and there ain't no better place to come from than that.»
James Bourne still has a few aces left up his sleeve, but is there really still a market out there for his American-bred pop-punk?»
Stripped back mostly to acoustic guitar and interweaving softly-softly vocals, with the occasional rumble of a double bass, Pellumair deliver dream-pop excellence on their swansong.»
Combine their ages and still they're younger than Britney Spears, but these Seattle tykes could teach her a thing or two about life-affirming pop music.»
A boy and a girl collide one night under Tokyo’s neon sky. They stay up for hours fighting it out over Blondie and The Ramones. A bunch of cool, tough-as-fuck songs and one long plane journey later and they’re ready to take on London.»
Pretty they may be, but Comanechi rage like they’ve been thrown down a well for 15 years and have come back, hair over face, to rain down bloody revenge.»
DiS rounds up and rates a bunch of new releases; including Brooklyn noiseniks Black Dice, righteous emo rockers The Junior Varsity and a Country Teaser's solo LP.»
Ever wondered who would win in a knife fight between Weezer and Melt-Banana? This is one-and-a-half minute popsong genius; only beat up and limber, knocked into obliviousness by sharp-as-knives distorted hell. It�s all my favourite bands broken in pieces and squished, ill-fittingly, back together again.»
Morris hits back at doubters with re-recorded acoustic MOR bollocks.»
Everyone’s favourite cadavorous ‘baldy twat in a dress’ returns with somewhat lumpen solo offering.»