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Battery In Your Leg’s inner struggle to figure out 2009 ends up with a plethora of “bests”!

Day 9 arrives on the Best of 2009 Blogger crew and it brings with it a Friday post with Battery In Your Leg.  Sean from BIYL finds that an issue that many bloggers toss around this time of year, that is the whole purpose (and process) of the “best of” list in the first place.  I think he “gets it” personally: lists are always a great thing but you also need to know they are rarely finite and often subjective and even worth a bit of inner turmoil.  But I think this list might be all the above and possibly even….fun, interesting and informative?  I think so.

~Smansmith

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I have no idea how to approach all this. When Sandy first asked me to participate in this collective best of, I was pretty damn excited and enthusiastic. About 5 minutes later I began to experience panic and dread, as I realized exactly what it was I’d committed myself to.  How do you go about summarizing a year? I’ve tried it in the past and it always felt half-assed and incomplete. After all, how can you have any perspective on something that’s just happened? Ask me in 10 years what the best record of 2009 was and I could speak with greater authority.  Well, I’d speak more confidently, at any rate.

I looked back at my Best of 2008, and aside from being poorly written, I still felt pretty comfortable with the choices. But then I looked back at my Best of 2007 when I wrote for Rock Sellout, and it was quite the shit pile. Of course, I think part of that was related to the fact that we had so many writers on staff, and weren’t allowed to overlap with our choices. Thus, a lot of second string records ended up being my top picks. Plus, I know for a fact that I put about 10 minutes thought into it.  I actually found myself arguing with my own choices. In a way I guess that means I succeeded; after all, isn’t the purpose of these lists to provoke conversation and debate? Probably not with yourself, but I’ll ask for a bit of leeway there.

I have never laid claim to being a writer or a critic (both should be obvious by reading my blog).  I think critics have a need for bands to innovate, to dazzle, to astound with every sampling, whereas all I really need a band to do is make something that speaks to me. The method they use doesn’t matter much, whether it’s via traditional, well-worn routes or experimental, avant-garde magic. Just make something good, and I’m happy. Either critics have excessive expectations or I have too few, I haven’t quite figured it out yet. This all may naturally lead to the question “Why do you write a blog, then?”  And that’s a good question.  I don’t really have a good answer, unfortunately, other than “Because I enjoy it”. But that seems as good a reason as any.

This whole state of affairs had me thinking about the purpose of lists, which I either hate or love depending on my mood and the time of day. My friend Casey who writes my favorite Tumblr — more on that later — recently posted this quote from Umberto Eco (he wrote a novel  called The Name of the Rose which became a movie with Sean Connery that no one but my mom apparently likes, but I suppose that’s neither here nor there) on the purpose of lists that seems to put them in the right context:

“The list is the origin of culture. It’s part of the history of art and literature. What does culture want? To make infinity comprehensible. It also wants to create order – not always, but often. And how, as a human being, does one face infinity? How does one attempt to grasp the incomprehensible? Through lists, through catalogs, through collections in museums and through encyclopedias and dictionaries. There is an allure to enumerating how many women Don Giovanni slept with: It was 2,063, at least according to Mozart’s librettist, Lorenzo da Ponte. We also have completely practical lists – the shopping list, the will, the menu – that are also cultural achievements in their own right.”

It’s hard for me to equate a list of ‘Best Music I Heard This Year’ from an unknown blogger with an exhibition in The Louvre, but point taken. This is me trying to comprehend infinity and contribute to culture. Sure, why not?  I may not be successful, but it’s always better to try. It’s still hard for me to label something as ‘the best’ without being a little waggish about it, so this list is less a best of and more a haphazard, less than profound and slightly sarcastic yet miraculously sincere appreciation list — the bands, blogs and events of 2009 that managed to consistently entertain or educate me this year.

Band people were too cool to realize was totally kick ass

Spinnerette

Band that deserves way more recognition than they get

The Joy Formidable

Best record based on multiple personality disorder

Bat for Lashes — Two Suns

Band I missed the most this year

The Retrosexuals RIP

The Grandaddy Award for adorable songs about robots

Beautiful Small Machines — Robots in Love

Favorite musician that constantly sounds
on the verge of a nervous breakdown

Polly Scattergood

Best model turned musician

Lissy Trullie

Best girl in her bedroom making avant-electro with GarageBand

George Pringle

Best revival of 60s girl pop

God Help The Girl

Best foreplay band

The xx

Best haircut of 2009

Elly Jackson (La Roux)
Elly Jackson (La Roux)

Best dance album that it seems no one listened to

Filthy Dukes — Nonsense in the Dark

Best comeback from a band I wasn’t sure would come back

White Rose Movement

Best comeback from a band that made us wonder
if they were really a different band

The Horrors

Best Podcasting duo

Rosie Swash & Paul MacInnes

Proof that online radio isn’t dead

Guilty Pleasure on East Village Radio

Best remixes that should make a lot of other remixers realize
they’re doing it all wrong

The xx — Crystalised (Rory Phillips Remix)
Fever Ray — Seven (The Twelves Remix)
Burns — First Move (Fred Falke Remix)

Best soundtrack that wasn’t exactly a soundtrack

Nick Cave & Warren Ellis — White Lunar

2 great blogs to discover new music you’d otherwise never hear
(and the songs I found there)

Song, By Toad
Jesus H Foxx — I’m Half The Man You Were (mp3)
&
Love Shack, Baby
Jihae — My Love (mp3)

Best Tumblr

http://crumbler.tumblr.com/

Blog that makes you feel smarter just by reading it

http://heartachewithhardwork.blogspot.com/

The blogosphere’s greatest musical archeologist

http://thevinylvillain.blogspot.com/

Best Cinematic Moment of 2009

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6 responses to “Battery In Your Leg’s inner struggle to figure out 2009 ends up with a plethora of “bests”!”

  1. Agnes Avatar
    Agnes

    Fantastic list!

  2. slowcoustic Avatar
    slowcoustic

    I still can’t get over that La Roux chick looking like Tilda Swinson (is that her name?). That is some great hair regardless!

    So much stuff in this list to look into!!?!

    Thx Sean

  3. sean Avatar

    Thanks folks! I squeezed this sucker out as best I could but I’d have probably edited it 10,000 more times. And yes, the Tilda Swinton/La Roux connection is kind of insane. I’ve always had a weird crush on Tilda Swinton, so maybe that’s why I’m soft on La Roux.

  4. Lee Avatar

    I love it Sean. The latest Spinnerette was panned wasn’t it? Haha – I have a funny story about that with my roommate meeting Courtney Love after their show and she talked about how she used to be best friends with the lead singer and then she invited him and another friend up to her hotel room and they talked until the wee hours of the morning. :x

  5. sean Avatar

    I don’t know if it was panned. Ignored, definitely. I think it was written off as a 90s buttrock artifact – which in fairness it kind of is – and so they just didn’t bother. But the more I listened to it the more I thought it rocked. Her voice is surprisingly good, especially with this material. I was never into The Distillers because it was just too abrasive for me, so never expected her to come back with something like this.

  6. jc Avatar

    Thanks very much for the honour. So many great blogs out there that promote the great new stuff that’s emerging all the time…I’m happy to plough my furrow of stop from yesteryear.