It was as if, glimpsed from the right angle, all of the attempts at categorisation had but cascaded into one. Moving the three lists back into their proper position temporarily solved this issue but the great list-master remained disturbed. For what could this mean, he thought. What were the semantic implications of this perilous discovery? Were the three lists secretly as one? What would the creators of the lists think of this? A year’s work, carefully separating and categorising reduced, by a tilt of the head, to a universal soup.
Darkstar – North. In the best possible sense, the synth-pop album of the year.
Echo Lake – In Dreams. Metronomic dream-pop for Black Lodge parties.
Future Islands – In Evening Air. The house band for a desert plateau from which you can see only stars.
Girl Unit – Wut. Minimalist mirrorball-Bass. A torch song for the drop.
Guido – Anidea. Soundtrack to lone walks through a metropolis you’re falling back in love with. Until this ends…
Hotel Mexico – Its Twinkle. Teaching us how to love the guitar overdose once more. Like falling on psychedelics.
James Blackshaw – All is Falling. An album of serene beauty that performed a feat of alchemy by making travelling back from London at 3AM a pleasurable experience.
Night Gallery – Constant Struggle. In a world of (reanimated) Cold-Wave we nuzzle in the warm embrace of an anglo-centric synth-pop…that includes songs about child killers. What darkness lurks in the heart of synthesisers?
No UFO’s – Soft Coast. A cascade through the experimental heart of early dance music. A transmission picked up from the desert wastes of a future built on Kaotic Harmonies.
Oneohtrix Point Never – Returnal. Universally praised culmination of an epic journey of minimal synths into the night desert skies – criss-crossed by star patterns that resemble a patch-chord diagram. This is what happens when someone wires that up.
Solar Bears – She Was Coloured In. “The metronome of this song swings with the circumference of a horizon beheld from high above, where the clouds glow with a tincture which is both the warmth of the sun, and the deep blue of the space above, it makes me wanna cry for everything we have forgotten”. – Florian
V/A – Shangaan Electro: New Wave Dance Music From South Africa. Without a shadow of a doubt the compilation of the year.