These albums were all legitimately some of the best work these groups had done in years. And though they came close, they never quite surpassed that level of excellence for the rest of the decade.
Exactly five albums per year, no artist repeats, presented in order of U.S. release date, running list at the end of each post.
“Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything is awful!!!”
That, my friends, was 2018, in all its mortifying, capricious, senseless absurdity. I can think of no better soundtrack.
The Failing New York Times reported today that Amazon is going around and asking the finalists for its second headquarters “how to avoid soaring housing…
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The past year was nothing if not a “low-flying panic attack” … .
Stakeholder engagement. Ugh. The words just sound inherently boring. So how does a city convince its overworked, overscheduled residents to contribute to the planning process?…
Ha! You thought this blog was done for. Surprise! I’m back. (Fair warning, though: There might not be another post until New Year’s Eve 2016.…
I’m taking a GIS class, and this week I learned how to georeference. Fun! (No, really, it’s fun.) I was just testing out my skillz…
Spotted today in Berkeley: What was once a corner liquor store is now an “artisinal beverage purveyor.” Located at College and Alcatraz avenues, Cask on…