Holy shit, is it December? Well, that means end-of-the-year lists. And since I have already wrapped up my decade, I’m going to coast out 2009 with my 25 (or so) favorite records from this year. If you would like to argue about placement or whatever, drop me a line, otherwise—sit back and relax.

Holy shit, is it December? Well, that means end-of-the-year lists. And since I have already wrapped up my decade, I’m going to coast out 2009 with my 25 (or so) favorite records from this year. If you would like to argue about placement or whatever, drop me a line, otherwise—sit back and relax.

Holy shit, is it December? Well, that means end-of-the-year lists. And since I have already wrapped up my decade, I’m going to coast out 2009 with my 25 (or so) favorite records from this year. If you would like to argue about placement or whatever, drop me a line, otherwise—sit back and relax.

Forget what you’ve heard, and know, about Ms. Gaga. Sure, she’s a gay icon. She’s redefining fashion, even if that means recycling Rosin Murphy outfits—I mean sure Rosin’s fantastic, but Gaga’s made your shit famous. Most people who read this site might despise her, but secretly bump her music when no one’s looking. Let me come out and say, I’ve never kept my affection secret. But let’s talk about the reason Lady Gaga even crossed our radar: the music.

The capybara is the world’s largest rodent. So it’s appropriate when I started listening to Capybara’s new record, Try Brother, I said “RATS!” It is super hard to listen to this record and not think of the other bands with animals as their namesake (The Dodos and Fleet Foxes, anyone?).

Let’s get some stuff out of the way. Pavement is my favorite band of all time. So it was a pleasure and honor to interview ex-Pavement guitarist/Preston School of Industry frontman Scott “Spiral Stairs” Kannberg. In recent weeks, not only has Spiral’s new record (his first in five years), The Real Feel, come out on Matador, but his old band announced their reunion for what is gearing up to be a lengthy tour of festivals, and spattering of other dates.

Welcome to a special Halloween edition of Drive Way To Driveway, Drunk. Halloween is a fun holiday, but I rarely dress up. If I have some brilliant idea, then I will, but usually I end up costume-less at the party. I still want to be Daft Punk, but until I can find materials for cheap, it is just another idea in my head.

And now a whole 2 weeks late, here are my top 10 records of the decade. If you missed it here is part 1 and part 2.

So now that I am two weeks in, if you do care, let me know what records you think should have made the list. Keep in mind the big ten are still coming up, and remember this list is personal. This list does not speak for the editors or staff of TNG, but I think if it did, it would be more varied (read: the New Pornographers would’ve been higher and there would probably be more pop on it).