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Top 20 of 2011 – Bill’s Picks

Well it’s that time of year again. Time to name my favorite albums of 2011. 2011 brought us a lot of good stuff by a lot of great bands. 2011 also brought on a lot of surprises from bands that were really unknown until their material was released or well afterwards. Bandcamp played a huge role in music discovery for me. It turned out hundreds of great albums not only released in 2011 but in years past as well. This list, my favorites as well as honorable mentions, is no way a complete list of what was released this year. There is just to much out there that I don’t either have time to get to, never heard of or won’t discover until well after this year is completely over. I know there’s going to be a few surprises. Let it be known that I listened to a LOT of new albums this year and picking my top 20 out of the hundreds was very hard to do.

20. The Sade – Damned Love – (review) I really didn’t know what to expect when this one came across my desk but I needed to check it out. And check it out I did. I was pretty damn impressed that I listened to the album at least 10 times in a row. In my review I stated “The majority of the album is all alchchol fueled hard rock. Throughout my listening of the album I couldn’t help but think that this is what Social Distortion may sound like if they were more rooted in 70′s hard rock as opposed to their punk roots.” Granted it’s been a few months since I’ve listened to it, it still has a strong spot in my top 20.



Lo-Pan: Sasquanaut [review]

Lo-Pan: Sasquanaut [2011 Remastered & Remixed]
Small Stone Records

The boys from Columbus Ohio have taken rock-n-roll that is as heavy as steel , welded it together with psychedelic oxygen and acetylene, added a voice box that is fuzzy and strong and created a robotic juggernaut that is titled “Sasquanaut”. This album punched me square in the face and knocked me flat on my back. Then it prompted the dancing of delicate birds and butterflies around my unconscious mind. Just like a cartoon. Better than reality.

“Dragline” pounds your face with crushing bass and rings your ears with relentless crashing cymbals. The vocals, and throughout much of the album, push the sound board needle into the red with deliberate intent. Then “Savage Henry” sneaks in with ambient drums and tickling guitar in the vein of ISIS. POW! Then a fist to the face from the robotic giant. Driving and pounding for 7 minutes of pure rock ecstasy. (more…)