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2019 (Before I forget)


2019 (Before I forget)


2019

Records I Like the Most  Released in 2019:
Wives - So Removed @@
Fontaines DC - Dogrel %%
Kate Tempest - The Book of Traps and Lessons ##
Stella Donnelly - Beware of the Dogs ##
Peter Perrett - Human World @@
Mattiel - Satis Factory @@
Tough Shits - Burning in Paradise @@
Felice Brothers - Undress @@
Robert Forster - Inferno ##
Danny Brown -uknowhatimsayin %%



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Records I Like that Lots of Other Know-it-Alls Like:
Angel Olsen - All Mirrors
Jessica Pratt - Quiet Signs
FKA  Twigs - Magdalene
Charly Bliss - Young Enough
Sharon Van Etten - Remind Me Tomorrow
Refused - War Music
Aldous Harding - Designer
Better Oblivion Community Center - s/t
Black Midi - Schlagenheim
Cate LeBon - Reward
Raconteurs - Help Me, Stranger
Sturgill Simpson - Sound and Fury
Rhiannon Giddens - There is No Other
Bruce Springsteen – Western Stars





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Records I Like That A few Know-it-Alls Like:
Mick Trouble - Here’s The Mick Trouble Lp
Titus Andronicus - An Obelisk
75 Dollar Bill - I was Real
Tacocat - This Mess is a Place
Mdou Moctar - Ilana (The Creator)
Joan Shelley - Like the River by the Sea
Du Blonde - Lung Bread for Daddy
Sam Fender - Hypersonic Missiles
Raphael Saadiq - Jimmy Lee
Adia Victoria - Silences
Lillo - Because I Love You
Nick Cave - Ghosteen
Freddie Gibbs and Madlib - Bandana




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Records I like that were by and large ignored by know-it-alls:
Chastity - Homemade Satan
Who - The Who
Chuck Mead - Close to Home
Denzel Curry - Zuu
Toby Hay - New Music for the 12 String Guitar
Kel Assouf – Black Tenere
Fleshtones – Budget Buster
Bellows – the Rose Gardener
Offset – Father of 4
Mystery lights – Too Much Tension
NOX Boys – out of Touch
Sebadoh – Act Surprised
21 Savage I am > I was
Emerson Snowe – That’s Rock n Roll
Andrew Wasylyk – Paralian
Mike – Tears of Joy
Thea Gilmore – Small World Turning
Summer Cannibals – Can’t Tell Me No
Westside Gunn – Flygod is an Awesome God
Catenary Wires – To the Morning
Nicole Yun – Paper Suit
Josienne Clark - In All Weather
Comet Gain - Fireraisers, Forever!
Kyle Craft - Showboat Honey
Deerhunter - Why Hasn’t Everything Already Disappeared?
Ruby Fields - Permanent Hermit
Ezra Furman - Twelve Nudes
Future - Save Me
Cavemen - Night After Night
Jesse Malin - Sunset Kids
Lankum - The LiveLong Day
Flesheaters - I Used to be Pretty 
Headland - What Rough Beast
Murder City Capital - When I Have Fears
Jimmy “Duck” Holmes - Catfish Blues
Cass McCombs - Tip of the Sphere
J.S. Ondara - Tales of America
Redd Kross - Beyond the Door
Mavis Staples - We Got by
Emerson Snowe - That’s Rock ‘n’ Roll
Vandoliers - Forever
Yawpers - Human Question
Whiffs - Another Whiff
Chelsea Wolfe - The History of Violence
Queen of Jeans - If You’re Not Afraid, I’m Not Afraid
Kacy & Clayton - Carrying On
Joseph - Good Luck, Kid
Willie Farmer - Man from the Hill
Mekons - Deserted
Patty Griffin - s/t
Mavi - The the Sun Talk
Earl Sweatshirt - Some Rap Songs
Young Thug - So Much Fun
JPEGMAFIA - All of My Heroes are Cornballs
Guided by Voices - Zeppelin Over China -AND- Warp & Woof -AND- Sweating The Plague by Guided by Voices


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