Articles by ScottD

Scott Dell’Amore Poop 2022

fourteen.audio.fifteen.visual. — continuing the tradition of waiting until the very last possible moment to actually construct a list of all of the distracting media that i’ve consumed and adored over the course of the past year, i happily present said list for your eleventh-hour consideration. —
Kendrick Lamar, Chat Pile, Mindforce, End It, Tyler Childers, Danger Mouse & Black Thought, Oxbow & Peter Brötzmann, Keiji Haino & Sumac, Billy Strings …


Scott Dell’Amore Poop 2021

The Music keeps me: grounded. safe. smiling. inspired. moving. from going to jail. — Failure, Turnstile, Floating Points / Pharoah Sanders / London Symphony Orchestra, Godspeed You! Black Emperor, The Body, Tyler the Creator, Nick Cave & Warren Ellis, Quicksand, Lingua Ignota


Scott Dellamore Poop 2020

twentytwenty was super weird, amiright?!?! music was cool though. i’ve spent my time relearning how to do my job–thanks to the pandemic–so there was little time to be witty or thoughtful with describing why I loved my top five, or ten. i’ll simply say that my number 1 is perfect; every song is absolutely perfect. and my number 2 was my most played record of the year. everything else on the list is also wonderful, but i’m certain i forgot a few things. oh, well. cheers for the vaccine. yay, Science. hoping we can see live music some time before the end of the year. be easy!



Scott Dell’Amore Poop 2018

.poop.two.thousand.eighteen. 2018 was a weird year. Here’s the last minute list of the music that made it weirder. Daughters – You Won’t Get What You Want Saba – Care For Me John Coltrane – Both Directions At Once The Decemberists – I’ll Be Your Girl Anderson .Paak – Oxnard The Body – I Have Fought Against It, But I Can’t Any Longer. Pig Destroyer – Head Cage Sleep – The Sciences Father John Misty – God’s Favorite Customer Thou – Magus .scott.dell’amore.





Scott Dell’Amore Poop 2014

I neglected to post last year. Life in the way of… whatever. I’ve got kids. They rule and they are completely wonderful distractions. Now, I’m writing this at 6 am on the day that it is due, outside of my home: the only way to get it done proper. Again, whatever.