Mark Rosen Poop 2015
Rhiannon Giddes –
J.D. McPherson –
Darlene Love –
Ryan Adams –
Bob Dylan –
Miriam –
Another Day – Another Time: Celebrating the Music of “Inside Llewyn Davis –
The Velvet Underground –
The Punch Brothers –
The Mavericks
PoOPlists
Patrick Kennedy Poop 2015
Kendrick Lamar, Courtney Barnett, Beach Slang, Hop Along, Waxahatchee, Vince Staples, Wilco, Julien Baker, Jamie xx, Father John Misty
Mark Zip Poop 2015
Acre – Bjork – CHVRCHES – Courtney Barnett – Florence + Machine – Grimes – Holly Herndon – Jamie – Jlin – Mbongwana Star – Paul Heaton & Jacqui Abbott – Roots Manuva – Rustie – Sleaford Mods – Sleater-Kinney – Young Fathers
Rich Allen Poop 2015
Disasterpeace – Hillsong Worship – Holly Herndon – Ian William Craig The Frozen Vaults – Matana Roberts – Michael Price – Olga Wojciechowska – Pat Collins & Tadhg O’Sullivan
Ron Hart Poop 2015
Faith No More – Father John Misty – Jeff Lynne’s ELO – Kacey Musgraves – Kamasi Washington – Keith Richards – Kendrick Lamar – New Order – Sir Richard Bishop – The Weeknd
Andrew Martin – Poop 2015
Chaos In The CBD – Dj Koze – Floating Points – Harvey Sutherland – Hunee – Jamie – Kamasi Washington – Kendrick Lamar – Mbongwana Star – Psychemagik
Mike Jurkovic Poop 2015
Ahmad Jamal – Bob Dylan – Courtney Barnett – Don Cherry – Eilen Jewell – Enrico Pieranuzi Trio – Minus 5 – Sonny Rollins – Wilco – Florence & The Machine
Ken Beck Poop 2015
Built To Spill – Courtney Barnett – Eagles of Death Metal – Fargo – Jim O’Rourke – Ken Beck – kurt vile – My Morning Jacket – The Velvet Underground – Titus Andronicus – Tobias Jesso Jr
Andrew Stewart PoOP 2015
Courtney Barnett – Deerhunter – Donnie Trumpet & The Social Experiment – Hamilton OBC – Lin-Manuel Miranda – Sleater-Kinney – Speedy Ortiz – Sufjan Stevens – The World Is a Beautiful Place & I Am No Longer Afraid To Die – Unknown Mortal Orchestra – Wilco
PoOPList 2015 – Call for submissions – You PoOPin?
Here is the annual plea for PoOP, as circulated by Our Fearless Leader, Mark Rosen. BTW, Mark Rosen, The Fearless Poop Leader is not the same Mark as the Mark Zip who runs this website. To the POmpous and OPinionated: You POOPin? If you’re getting one of these for the first time, POOP is our annual exercise in self-importance wherein we compile “Best Of 2015′ lists, to be published in a quaint ol’ print edition as well as online. This year will be our 29th annual exercise in swillification. A refresher about the rules and deadlines is in order: Limit…
Main PoOP Analysis 2014
2014 was a pretty rough year for the world. While good music might ordinarily offer a diversion from the bad and the ugly, occasionally a year comes dangerously close to getting its ass kicked. Seasoned as we are after 28 years of committing POOP to paper and post, we persevere and continue (in the face of beheadings, ebola, Boehner’s new band of blowhards, “I can’t breathe,” and climate calamity) to cling to both bad alliterations and silly year-end lists. Or do we? This year only 26 self-important pontificators got their cool cards punched (2 fewer than last year).
Duncan Clark Poop 2014
Buy New or Used via Amazon Rent via iTunes [?] 1. BECK – Morning Phase: I only own two cd’s by Beck- the two morose folky albums which I guess says a lot about me. That said, this is a beautifully constructed and recorded song cycle. Buy New or Used via Amazon Rent via iTunes [?] 2. THE WAR ON DRUGS – Lost in the Dream: This was drugs for the ears. I kept hearing bits and pieces that just wormed their way into my brain. I love…
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.
Jim Meyers Poop 2014
The Events The biggest musical event of my year was The Boston Calling music festival. I’ve avoided festivals for the last 20 years or so and approached this with some trepidation, fearing a sweaty mass of humanity and my hysteria level of claustrophobia. The Replacements though, I had to go. My fears were assuaged immediately upon entering the beautiful and comfortable brick and concrete park smack in the middle of downtown Boston. Neutral Milk Hotel were great but a bit pretentious. As I expected. The Hold Steady had the unenviable task of playing under a searing sun and a heat…
Jim Finnigan Poop 2014
All About That Bass — — TOP 10 (mostly) associated with great gigs in the Hudson Valley
Don Cohen Poop 2014
Ariel Pink: Pom Pom ~ Wowie zowie! Derivative of Zappa’s first few albums, but who cares? Rosenberg carries on Frank’s absurdist satire and sonic chaos as if he were a genetically-related mutant offspring. You need this for mental health.
Kevin Falahee Poop 2014
1) Modern Baseball – You’re Gonna Miss It All — 2) Spoon – They Want My Soul — 3) Taylor Swift – 1989 — 4) Lives of the Obscure – Into the Stacks — 5) the Hotelier – Home…Like No Place There Is — 6) Angel Olsen – Burn Your Fire For No Witness — 7) Chumped– Teenage Retirement — 8) Vince Staples – Hell Can Wait EP — 9) Protomartyr – Under Color of Official Right — 10) You Blew It! – Keep Doing What You’re Doing
Kent B Poop 2014
Sundy Best is a really uncool country duo that could anchor Blake’s team on The Voice. Yes, I am embarrassed how much I enjoy their incredibly catchy and syncopated John Cougar Americana songs about drinking, true love and Kentucky. Fumaca Preta combines garage rock, Latin pyschedlia, fuzzy guitars, reverb, and it’s a trashy blast.
Eric Fine Poop 2014
Where does the time go? I thought I just finished writing the 2013 list, and here I am again. POOP and taxes – the only 2 things I can count on to start the New Year off right. And the similarities don’t end there – they are both painful to get out but once I receive something back in the mail, all the pain becomes worth it. Thankfully, the % of money Mark requires is substantially less than my accountant. Anyway, here’s last year’s notables, as I see it:
Mark Rosen Poop 2014
My Fourth POOP DISC-CLAIMER (disc-lamer?): It’s official. I’ve stopped looking for music by new artists. If whatever is out there is good enough, I’m figuring it’ll find me. As in the previous few years, about half my list this time around is either old stuff or it’s new stuff trying to be old stuff, a trend I don’t see reversing itself anytime soon. I’m not being crabby, mind you. Just realistic. Okay, maybe a little crabby.