Kind of a electro Gothic vibe with at times almost belligerently repetitive, almost monotonic melodies. Feel like I can hear the seeds of acts as different as The Pretenders and The B-52s.
Musically really interesting, feels very personal while still exploring the medium itself. A little uneven in that it starts strong but flags towards the end.
Less an album of songs than a series of soundscapes for an Alex Garland run of Black Mirror. Evokes a sense of fragmentation, disarray, and paranoia.
I mean, c'mon. Just a great album with so many great hooks and drum fills.
This one didn't do much for me. Lots of soft vocals and mellow moods, but I never felt hooked. I liked some of what happened musically on "Little Bird" and"Monster Love ."
I can see the musical talent, but this wasn't my thing in the 80s, and it's not my thing now. The first couple tracks were all right, but for the just pay the melodies didn't do it for me.
I don't know much about lang or country music from the 80s, so I was surprised at how old-fashioned this sounded. Maybe it makes more sense in context. She's got a great voice, and there's some fun stuff on here. I'm open to hearing more from her, but it hasn't quite made me a fan
Starts really strong but gets a little long by the end. Like a lot of punk, a lot about a vibe as much as the music, but there's also plenty of good rocking happening here.
Gave it two listens and can't get past the campy lounge act quality. If the lyrics weren't so banal, they may have saved it for me.
While there are certainly several great songs on here, this isn't the kind of thing I would choose to listen to, normally. But it's also clearly a different kind of album; it's like you can feel it's significance even today.
There are, like, five great tracks on here and four cringey ones.
I was just fighting with my girlfriend about how irritating synths were in the 80s, and then I get this album. Doesn't totally redeem the aesthetic, but it feels less manipulative and melodramatic. Nothing here sticks out, exactly, but each track has something interesting going on, and it was enough to get me to explore more of their stuff.
I didn't realize so many of her iconic tracks were on this one album. But, then, there are a lot of tracks here. I don't hold her up against my favorite female vocalists, but a lot of these tunes are lodged in my head, and I don't mind.
The first track is more of a soundscape than a melody, though it also has movements, and you're either going to go with it or resist it.
The title track is easier to settle into and is really beautiful.
Not the easiest thing to get into, but reading reviews and appreciation of this album confirms some impressions and gives language for others: psychedelic, fusion, minimalism, negative capability. One guy compared it to Dylan going electric.
Like so much of Davis's work, this album deserves to be listened to on vinyl on a hot night with a bottle of wine. It grows on me every time I hear it.
I don't know that I've ever listened to this straight through, but it's so good.
That first track is majestic; the rest is a ton of fun.
This album stood back so much of what makes his music exciting and let's the storytelling shine through. Even when he gets sentimental or slows the tempo down farther than seems necessary, he's so tapped into the dynamic of hope for redemption versus wandering through purgatory as described in the idiom of the American Dream that it's still always poignant.
I never really listened to Cohen other than heading songs here and there. I've always liked him, tho listening to a lot of him in a row reveals how much he likes certain song structures. Still very good storytelling, and many some are compelling while you hear them even if it's hard to remember the melodies, such as they are.
Took a couple listens not to feel like this was some of the cheesiest county I'd ever heard, like he was parodying himself. One you get past the self-satisfied smile in many of the songs, you can appreciate some of the pathos that the humor is covering up. Still not one I expect to return to, but I can appreciate why some of his stuff was influential.
I've known this album for years, and it took me a lot of listens to really appreciate. It's one of those albums that I don't necessarily choose, but when I hear it, it always takes me on a journey.
Okay, this is the first one I feel I have enough context and familiarity to wonder why it's on this list. I liked it fine in H.S., but even then "Only Hair When it Rains" felt a little disingenuous, or at least like a lyric that's trying too hard and also not hard enough. It brings back some memories, but I don't know that I feel one *must* listen to it.
Found a lot of this interesting and fun, some of it was a little meandering. Liked "Supreme I Preme."
I feel like this was a band the "real" music kids were into. This album wasn't enough to help me understand them; they should have gone with Loveless, which is more accessible. M b v feels like an album you like if you already like the band. Also, do the lyrics actually matter, or are they just more texture? I don't think I understood a single line.
A lot of fun stuff on here. Doesn't grab me quite the same as Burns Vista Social Club, say, but someone I'll keep exploring.
I don't think of The Byrds as a band I love, but they are uniquely able to put me in another state of consciousness, wch is not nothing.
A strong album, and it led me to a few other acts like The Frightners.
This is a guy who's really got his own thing going, and sometimes it's fun or poignant, and sometimes it feels rambly. It's never something that has grabbed me when I'd I can appreciate it conceptually. I liked "Louisiana, 1972."
Maybe not a perfect album, but the first half is so strong that I don't really care. I didn't grow up with but came to it in college, so the nostalgia factor is not strong. It made an impression then and still grabs me now.
Today I learned I don't care at all about Steely Dan. Literally skipped thru every song. Just felt so cheesy.
There's nothing on here that hits me as hard as his Beatles stuff, but I still find it a powerful album. Possibly his most personal, but still with his characteristic sense of the absurd.
Lots of great energy here, and you can see why he was popular. It's a different side of him than I know from the radio, for sure. I didn't really love any of the arrangements, tho. It felt like a lot of show without real emotion. I'm sure it was fun to be there, and it's interesting as a document, but I guess it's not what I enjoy about Sam Cooke.
This album has some great music, though it doesn't have a lot of my favorite Cash sounds even from that era. But it's about the performance and the immersive feel of it and the way he connects with his audience. However edited it may be, it still feels like a moment, an event, and it's iconic.
Was not into metal growing up, do I learned a lot today and was pleasantly surprised.
This was fun and unexpected in the way they explored so many different sounds.
I know people love these guys, but I had a hard time connecting with this one.
I actually appreciate some of the musicality, here, but this is the music of a deeply hurt person who is shrieking his pain at the universe. It's too dark for me to listen to.
Light and playful, and it led me to Return to the Valley of the Go-Go's, which had more interesting music.
Her debut album, which was on this list earlier, was fun, but this album has some of that same joy plus more depth and range. You can hear how much she has matured as an artist in a few years. That said, some of the later tracks on the expanded edition feel like she's casting a wide net, searching for something that will connect.
I like this side of Beck.
I think I could get into these guys if I can just figure out what to do with those vocals.
Some good stuff, but it doesn't show off his real talents.
This doesn't feel like an album; it's a whole soundscape, a cinematic experience. You don't even have to "like" all the songs; they just take you somewhere that only they can take you.
I was willing to hang with this for the first couple tracks, the grandeur, the bombast -- it didn't strike me as different in spirit from a lot of metal. But after 15 or 20 minutes I had had my fill.
Not my favorite album of hers, but still a lot in here that showcases the best of what she can do. Worth the listen if only for "Boulder to Birmingham" and "For No One."
"Angeles" & "Pictures of Me" stood out most to me on this very mellow collection of tunes. I can imagine having been really into him if I had found him in college, but I wasn't able to give it a close enough listen to really connect with anything. That said, I let it play off and on all day because it really creates its own world, which is a unique achievement.
The Byrds have always been an interesting novelty to me without ever really connecting. I can appreciate all the genre mixing and experimentation, but none of it really elevates any of the songs, wch on this album probably play better stoned.
I think one has to be in the right mood to give this a real shot. Otherwise it's very chaotic and hard to find the melody that's holding it together.
I like a lot of Stevie Wonder songs (how can you not?) but often find the albums as a whole are not as captivating. This one has a lot of highs if not a lot of real earworms, but if only for "Superstition" I feel I have to give it a 4.
This is a sound it would take me a long time to get into. There are moments that I start to get it, like "Mr Blue Skies," but so much feels corny to me.
I know there are Eagles haters out there, and I'm not going to die on that hill, but they could write a catchy song and, when they had a mind to, a good guitar riff.
This doesn't have to be your favorite music, but something may be wrong with you if you don't find it irresistible.
I have a feeling this guy would irritate me if I saw him perform, but as recordings it's a lot of fun.
I like the concept for this concept album, and I'd like to like Willie Nelson more, but while this grew on me after a second listen, I still had trouble connecting with it.
These guys were new to me, but they found a groove in my brain and were really working for me. I just hope he wasn't saying anything important, cuz the vocals were not easy to hear.
This album is like a force of nature.
I can appreciate this, but I feel like it's the kind of thing that you have to find at the right time in your life.
Liked this a lot more than Byrd Brothers and helps me see how people got so into these guys.
You can't go too wrong when half the album winds up on Chronicle.
I can appreciate the technical skill, but it's hard not to feel like all the songs sound alike. I guess it's not for me.
Prolly not a group I'll spend a lot of time with, but I enjoyed the encounter, especially the way they are more than just a punk middle finger to whatever but show their genuine appreciation for bubble gum pop.
This album feels more mature and sophisticated than the other one we had, tho I'd have to listen more closely to figure out why. They're the kind of group I like in moderation, but they get so much radio play when a new single drops that I think it turns me off. Anyway, I enjoyed the chance to spend time with this album.
I've never really listened to these guys, but I found them really entertaining in a similar way that Louis Prima was -- not really connecting personally but still fun to have on while driving or making lunch.
It's the guy from every third NYT crossword! I don't know that I've ever actually heard him, but I think I'm going to be exploring more. I appreciate his sense of melody and the meditative quality of much of the album.
I suppose anytime a group has internal friction it's hard not to take sides, wch is what a lot of the reviews seem to do. But however you may feel about each individually, you can't really separate them musically -- and that can energize the music with a fruitful tension, or in the case of The Smiths, emotional contrast. Marr's energetic, often bright or effervescent guitar wants to be pop punk, but Morrissey wants to be a subculture troubadour, and together they stretch the canvas of each song across a broader range of emotion than they could if they were more in sync.
For me, it's compelling and interesting even when a song doesn't quite take form, making them unavoidable regardless of how you feel about them.
You can call it tight harmonies if you like, I guess, but to me the vocals just sound blurry. In fact, the whole sound feels like you're listening to them behind glass at a supper club. There's wood paneling on the walls and everything looks like it was filmed directly onto VHS.
Technical skill aside, something about their vibe feels like a schtick, wch I guess is fair enough -- all performers have stage personae -- but I guess I'm not buying.
I dunno, I thought they were interesting enough to let Spotify run and play me other stuff.
Liked the blues-iness of this and generally enjoyed it musically, but it feels like something I'd need to give closer attention to to really appreciate.
Part jazz concert, part stand-up, part performance art, entirely a good time with a an intelligent entertainer.
This is truly music from a different era; it feels difficult to imagine ever being this innocent as a culture -- and of course, we weren't, we were in denial, but if you can settle into a certain pop music space, the energy and the harmonies here are still compelling.
Every time I hear Fleet Fixed, I imagine then trying to come up with a concept for the band and someone going, "How about ethereal male harmonies?" and everyone else going, "Yes! That's what the people have been waiting for!"
I do actually like their sound, but I've never locked in with them or their quivering forests. Hard to say why -- maybe it's a little feeling that the whole thing is a schtick. Like, they're not exactly exploring the style so much as showing off that they can do it?
"Immigrant Song" is, of course, awesome, and there are lots of hints at what's coming in IV, but this stands on its own really well with great energy and range.
It's been years since I've listened to this, and I was a little worried it would feel like an album that had served its purpose and was more a document than an experience. Well, it does feel of its time in places, but in others, Jones's thoughtful piano playing and probing voice still pulled me out of myself.
Kinda fun to see where Rod Stewart started, and I liked some of the blues influence. Did not turn me into a Faces fan, tho.
Like so many artists, I didn't really find Björk until college, at wch point my first inclination was to think she was trying too hard to be weird. But it's clear she's not just hitting random notes to be provocative; she's in control of whatever it is she's doing, wch on this album sounds like some kind of techno jazz? I spent the most time with "Post," but this is still challenging and compelling in its own right.
Do I understand this album? No. Do I groove with each of its tracks? No. Do I even feel touched at an emotional level? Not exactly.
So why the hell do I like this album so much? I think it's because of its ability to create soundscapes that, even more than 50 years later, feel unexplored and possible. There's an optimism and curiosity and boldness and ebullience to this album that keeps me coming back.
I feel about Steve Winwood the way the Korean family felt about Frank Costanza: "This guy... This is not my kind of guy."
I saw him and Clapton at the United Center once, just the two of them jamming in acoustic guitars, and frankly, it was boring.
Listening to this album, I felt like Elaine telling Jerry about all the things she had asked with him, with the appropriate modifications: "Skip, skip, skip, skip, skip."
Sorry, Steve, no soup for you. Next!
You're killing me, Smalls.
I feel like I've been traumatized by proxy. There's all the violence and bravado and misogyny that freaked people out in the 90s, but there's also a lot of creativity and vulnerability and candor that makes you felt like the machismo is compensation.
I'm learning that Stevie Wonder albums often take me a couple listens to really lock in, and then even if I didn't love the while things, I usually can't deny the guy's got all the rizz.
He can write hooks, but it seems more often he wanders around inside the music to explore an idea that is also a feeling, which is perhaps why every tune pushes against itself with weird minor or discordant elements. But if you're able to give him your attention, you'll at least go on a ride, and you may even resonate with his vulnerability and passion.
And then other times he's just really fun. "Boogie Woman" and "You Haven't Done Nothingl'" are easy favorites, but I also liked " Heaven" and "Too Shy to Say."
Listening to the whole album helps me appreciate her soulfulness and creativity as a songwriter beyond the radio hits. This is something I could have gotten really into in college had I encountered it.
The sound she creates that feels both from another era and totally fresh is a real achievement, and beyond that, it's just pretty irresistible. The energy of the music often masks the rawness of the confessional quality of the lyrics. She's not just complaining about men, she's admitting her own dysfunctions, too.
There were several tracks on this album. The songs were played by musicians. One guy sang the words.
This album starts with really fun tracks, has some okay ones. I'm not sure and of these songs really shows off their true talents; the energy of the songs does a lot of the work.
I don't know that Bon Jovi has anything to say to us, but he can be fun when you're open to it. The first 5 tracks here are fun and have a good energy, then it starts to get corny and melodramatic, and the thinness of it can't keep me anymore.
Outside of Moby, I've never really gotten the DJ thing, at least not as an album that would be the center of attention. I thought I could get into this at first, but about 1/3 of the way thru it was losing me.
Another example of an album that Van do what it does really well for about half the run time. I was with the psychedelic blues and Joplin's voice at least thru Turtle Blues, but then it starts to devolve into stuff that might play better live it in the background but feels too formless for focused attention.
There's solid musicianship here, but Joplin obviously elevates it, or rather, transforms it, into something primal desperate.
File under: Leads into a good Spotify playlist for listening to at work.
They're good at playing fast, but neither the music nor the storytelling got through to me.
I know there's some kind of cult following of these guys, but one has to wonder if it's because of the music itself or something else, because the music itself seems intentionally off-putting, making itself as unpalatable as possible to troll the squares. This album was made in a similarly turbulent, chaotic, and frightening time for our democracy to the present, but I didn't feel the music was emerging from or even naming the chaos so much as adding to it. Was it the 6-7 of its day? The joke is that it's a joke?
All that said, there are a couple moments when folksy or bluesy melodies peek out, and I'd start to think I could get on board, but then it'd go away.
I don't like Meatloaf, either. Is the listen to beware of bovine-themed music?
I don't know exactly why this works better for me than other metal. I think I just like the melodies better.
Never heard of these guys, but I enjoyed this quite a bit. I pictured They Might Be Giants singing British Invasion psychedelic rock with a punk band. There's a lot of playfulness here, but there's enough musicianship to be entertaining.
I grew up in a culture that was horrified by gangsta rap, and I still have trouble reading it as reflecting a different experience because of its aggression and misogyny.
I tried to listen to this thru the prism of the imprecatory psalms, poems that lamented and sometimes wished for violence to befall their enemies -- and that actually helped me appreciate the anger as well as the desire to insist upon one's dignity, even in a roundabout way that plays into patriarchal or tribalist logics.
I came away from this feeling like it was a force of nature, especially the early tracks. I don't know if I'll ever go back to it -- I don't love what kind of person it asks me to be to really embrace it -- but it certainly to me places and stretched me.
I was hoping to find some sleepers on here -- the guy who wrote "American Pie" surely had some other good songs that somehow slipped out of radio play, right?
Apparently, "Vincent" made the charts, but I wouldn't rate it among my faves from this album, partly because it has such a sleepy melody like many songs here. McLean's voice can convey enough pathos to almost carry them, but then he likes to sort of wander around in the melodies like he hasn't quite committed to them. Compare Joni Mitchell, whose melodies are also unconventional and can make wild and unexpected shifts, but there's a strong core that she swings around on like monkey bars or a balance beam.
I want to like "Winterwood" and "Everybody Loves Me, Baby" more than I do; they feel close to being really good for different reasons. "Empty Chairs" is similar, though it has an intimacy that got to me, not to mention hitting close to home on a personal level.
So, lots of thoughts on this album that I ultimately only thought was okay. But I could see putting it on a folk playlist for a coffee shop or camping or something.
The songs you know from this album are pretty much all the songs you need to know. I was trying to figure out why Led Zeppelin and Cream can sing about dragons and mists and castles and I'm fine with it, but I had little patience for Donovan's princesses, and I think it's cuz those other songs are musically good songs and I don't care about the storytelling. Donovan's Neo-Raphaelite thing is more about the lyrics than the shapeless music.
Another artist I typically like when I hear him but haven't given a lot of close attention. Wainwright has a lack for plaintive melodies, poignant lyrics, and dramatic, even flamboyant instrumentation that avoids camp and cringe both. Had to listen to this album in a car with three friends, so maybe this vote is a little more for the artist than the album itself.
Maybe we need more of this kind of chill, atmospheric music these days. It's hard for me to imagine being all in on something like this, but something for the focus and work playlist? Sure.
This band feels like it's both ahead of its time and on its own wavelength. It flirts with pop while always racing beyond it, or maybe it's that they just aren't constitutionally able to stay in that lane. This isn't music that immediately grabs me, but at the same time it's hard to turn off.
Was more excited by the description than the music, which has a decent enough groove. Led to a weird playlist of cool jazz and precursors to smooth jazz.
I couldn't tell if they were trying to be funny or not on most of these tracks. Are these songs what they spoof on Portlandia?
Some of the lyrics are prosaic, and in other songs it's like they were running out of money for lyrics and just had to keep reusing the same lines. That can be effective if you can assure your audience you're in control of it. When I imagined then just having fun and being goofy, I enjoyed it a lot more.
This is an endlessly exciting album for me. Almost every track takes a surprising turn, is full of experimentation, and it still has a ton of pathos. Certainly has a nostalgia factor, too, but this seems like an undeniably brilliant album.
Not really my thing, though I found parts of it at least interesting as upbeat work music.
Didn't get to give this a close listen, but it was intriguing and energizing when I could.
After a couple of days' news of new political horrors justified by mobs of complacent and nihilistic Christian nationalists, this album hit just right. They also have the musicality to make songs with an often surprising mix of rage, sadness, and playfulness.
This is not a genre I spend any time in, like, at all. But this album is undeniably strong, showcasing great songwriting, beautiful and evocative harmonies, and Beyoncé's seemingly preternatural vocal sensibilities that that always feel right.
This feels like something I should like, but I have this mental block with certain groups over things they can't necessarily help. These guys remind me a little of Mumford and Sons in that, with both, I find the lead singer's voice gratingly earnest in a way that feels arch, like he thinks he's hot shit. It's a turn off.
R.E.M. are such a part of the fabric of my musical life that I can't be impartial. I don't universally love everything they do, but they got me through some hard times, and for that reason alone anything I hear them I feel a certain affection and gratitude.
Murmur is good enough. Like lots of albums, it peters out toward the end a bit. It's more a document for me than a direct emotional tie.
I'm not sure I get why the wiki places them in relation to punk other than needing to differentiate them from bigger rock acts. I don't hear the animus of punk nor the scrappiness, and the compositions feel too tight. But whatevs.
I like their punk Kinks kind of sound on several tracks; "Colin Zeal" is even an attempt at their own "Well Respected Man." This was intriguing enough musically to keep me listening, but the storytelling kinda circles the same few ideas, and none of the tracks quite jumps out enough for me. But I appreciated the excuse to give them a real listen.
Stevens' earnestness, occasional weak lyrics, and something about the timbre of his voice make me want to find him cringey, and sometimes I do, but other times I can appreciate the attempt to explore genuine questions. "Father and Son" is of course strong, but even there I'm not sure how deep the feelings go. One reviewer said he relies too much on dynamics for emotion, and I hear that in this album.
There were a lot of things going on with these songs that made me really want to like them, but I found myself forgetting to listen all day, so I guess there wasn't enough.
I know people love these guys, but I never caught the bug, and this album didn't do it. It feels closer to Marilyn Manson in its impotent rage that feels more like a tantrum than declaration, insistence, or even resistance. Except that it also feels like teenagers that think lots of obscenity, homophobia, and rape-yness counts as sticking it to the man of squares or whatever.
This was prolly a real experience to have been at and would perhaps make for a good concert film, and it is prolly satisfying if you already like them, but I could not stay interested long enough to finish the first disc.
Maybe the mood was just right or something, but I really enjoyed this despite it having many features that often don't work for me. I think there's just enough self-awareness as well as gravity to sell the dramatics.
Whatever Steve Winwood album we had before felt a lot different from this. This has me thinking about the Beatles and Cream and the whole psychedelic blues thing that was going on for a while there, and for the first 4 or 5 tracks I was really into it. After that, it starts to feel repetitive.
These songs didn't get me super excited or anything, but they have an energy and enough musicality that I let the album run a couple times over the course of the day.
This album feels so complete and rich and miraculous. Like, how are all the harmonies and vocalizations exactly right every time? Hill takes us on a varied, personal, and profound journey musically and thematically. It's a statement, it's a confession, it's a vision of paradise. Some albums feel like grenades, some like immersive films -- this album is a crossbow dart piercing the veil of the invisible world. It's probably a top 10 album for me.
The best work the Beatles did after the breakup were their first solo albums. This album isn't perfect and perhaps would just be an interesting document were it not for "Maybe I'm Amazed," but every time I listen to it, I feel like I'm hearing a kid tooling around in his room with instruments and recording equipment and discovering his love of music. It's intimate and exploratory and shows Paul at his creative best insofar as he's a guy with tons of songs and song ideas bouncing around in his head.
As a backing band? Yes. Soundtrack to a playful movie or video game? Absolutely. As an album to sit and listen to on its own? Eh ... I guess I didn't get it.
Bold choice for an album cover, but Basie delivers with an explosive opening number. This was full of fun and entertaining music that certainly led into more great music for my work day.
No
Okay, I got that out of my system. Apparently I'm not that into prog rock, because every time I hear something that's called that, it doesn't do anything for me. I can appreciate some of the harmonies and some of the tracks were fun, but ultimately not my speed.
I mean, there aren't any Beatles albums I think are "bad," though I was surprised to see this rank so highly on so many lists. In many ways it feels like a continuation of Please Please Me, though they already sound more produced and tighter, like a band learning how to use the studio differently than the club stage. I prolly like the original songs on Please Please Me more but the covers here more; they were so good at making covers sound fresh and exciting without obscuring the original.
I was feeling open to this for the first 3 tracks, but then they lost me. I've never been big into electronic music, anyway.
After giving them a second listen, I started to appreciate this more. I can hear a lot of different indie artists here, though mostly they sound like Pedro the Lion having a good day. They're scrappy, goofy, energetic... I could see them growing on me.
This prefigures emo a bit, but I like this side of the Cure more than their more mainstream stuff.
I've been reading the reviews of people who are meh on this album and just can't see it. I can see it not being your favorite Springsteen album or not making your top 100, but I can't see not responding with it at all. Even when he's not at the top of his have as a songwriter, Springsteen is very good at tapping into fundamental hopes and desires of the American psyche -- in a way that makes me realize I'm more American than I sometimes want to believe.
Here he's wrestling with the questions of national identity, character, and patriotism that strained us as a nation after 9/11, and like so many of his best earlier songs, many of the songs here put us in a place of disappointment, critique, and sadness while still inviting us to hope that we can be better than we have been.
If anything, it feels almost quaint in our current context when it doesn't feel like many of our fellow citizens harbor the same dreams anymore, so one wonders if this version of America really ever existed or can exist again. There are few artists able to confront us with these questions in rich ways that speak to as wide a swath of the American spirit as does Springsteen.
This one felt like they were throwing a lot of stuff at the wall to see what stuck, but none of it take stuck with me.
I don't know how you can't love this album. It's full of such joyful music grounded in the gravity and simplicity of fundamental desires, driven by a youthful energy that wants to conquer the world, stretched beyond the ordinary by sensitive harmonies, and elevated by a vein of vulnerability you can almost miss. And it's prolly not even their best record.
I don't see this entering regular rotation, but it felt interesting as a document of a time.
There's a weird corner of the sonosphere where Fleet Foxes, The Beach Boys, Portugal the Man, space jazz, and something else intersect, and these guys found it. Extra points for keeping me guessing.
