Top Jam 2014: A Selection of the Year’s Best Albums and Tracks
Top jams need no rationale. Top jams are self evident, like our inalienable freedoms. Every once in a while, we need a reminder how precious these things can be. That's it. Hell, I shouldn't even need links and embeds. You should take one look at this list and exclaim, "Hot Damn! Those are some top jams!" And, for one moment, you and I will bond in all that was righteous in rock in 2014. Obnox, had the most righteous 2014, indeed.
Play Me: “Waste the Alphabet” by Dick Diver
The first words I associate with Melbourne indie rock act, Dick Diver, tend to be words like casual, comforting and familiar, as if the musicians in the band were friends first and musicians later, and the songs were merely extensions of the bond they already shared.
Play Me: “Minions” by Torche
As much as I liked borrowing conservative pundit, Mike Huckabee's description of Florida heavies, Torche, as the heavy metal Foo Fighters, the ...
Play Me: “Torturer” by Krill
The Mass band, Krill, have a lot going for them. They have a steadily increasing profile on the up-and-coming rock label, Exploding in Sound records. They have a name and sound that reflects the best of '90s guitar rock. And yet, in true '90s, throwback fashion, they can't find satisfaction in any of it.
A Jam Packed Wedesday with The Black Angels, California X, Screaming Females, and Moon Duo
"Molly Moves My Generation," from soon-to-be-released 10" split single on Fuzz Club, and its easily the deepest, darkest track this Austin psych bunch have put out in years. And just when you think these vets are content to ride out on a drone, they go full thrash mode. More of this, please.
Play Me: “Surface Envy” by Sleater-Kinney
Go through the band's revered discography and ask yourself when was the last time they sounded so soulful, so rambunctious and noisy, so right now? I'm not sure I would have ever described Sleater-Kinney as soulful, but from the vocals to the relentless beat, this one aims to wreck the room. And the guitars! The way Carrie Brownstein and Corin Tucker nasty things up with ear gouging squawks merely adds to the track's combustible nature.