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15 Great Albums You Didn’t Hear in 2016

Rolling Stone critics choose LPs that flew under the radar

15 Great Albums You Didn't Hear in 2016

These albums may not have burned through your playlists in 2016, but a Rolling Stone editor or contributor thinks at least one should have.

Shooter Jennings, ‘Countach (for Giorgio)’

With this mesmerizing and unexpected tribute to dance-music pioneer Giorgio Moroder, Shooter Jennings finally finds a way to combine all of his diverse influences. There's outlaw country (a snippet of dad Waylon's "Outlaw Bit" opens the album), moody prog rock (David Bowie's "Cat People" with Marilyn Manson) and soaring Eighties pop ("The Neverending Story," as sung by Brandi Carlile). It's all tied together by the pop-culture geek mind of Jennings, who hides sonic Easter eggs throughout: Sam Kinison's scream, amusement-park commercials and the speeches of video-game visionary Richard Garriott de Cayeux. But the heart of the project remains the songs of Moroder, which Jennings interprets with reverence. And a whole lotta synthesizer. Joseph Hudak

Terrace Martin, ‘Velvet Portraits’

This is a classic producer album, not in the post-millennial, Mark Ronson-writing-a-hit-song sense, but the kind of thick, woolly soul-jazz tapestry that Quincy Jones made in his pre-Michael Jackson days. There are a few boldfaced names here (Robert Glasper, Kamasi Washington), but it's mostly Martin, fresh from assembling Kendrick Lamar's world-beating To Pimp a Butterfly, and a few session musician friends showing off what they can do as they explore California vibes as easily as David Axelrod once fused post-bop with orchestral ambition. From the down-home blues of "Patiently Waiting," where Uncle Chucc pairs with the Emotions (yes, of "Best of My Love" fame), to the vocoder G-funk of "Push," to the too-smooth yacht jazz of "Valdez Off Crenshaw," Martin and company do as they please, and the listener is all the better for it. Mosi Reeves

Pinkshinyultrablast, ‘Grandfeathered’

In Russian noise-pop outfit Pinkshinyultrablast, crashing drums, wildly feeding-back guitars and the luminous presence of vocalist Lyubov Soloveva come together on songs that double as treasure hunts for delightful sounds. On the dizzying "I Catch You Napping" and the breakneck "The Cherry Pit," Pinkshinyultrablast combine shoegaze's tendencies toward piling on the distortion with twee pop's heavenly melodies, with the occasional detail – a ping-ponging bass line, a chiming guitar riff – poking its head amidst the frenzy. Offerings like the precipice-dangling "Mölkky" and the glittering "Kiddy Pool Dreams" take the band's kitchen-sink approach in thrillingly unexpected directions. Maura Johnston

Phony Ppl, ‘Yesterday’s Tomorrow’

I would have missed this album myself except for a chance December encounter in the Columbus Circle subway station. This Brooklyn future-R&B quintet – an evolution in personnel, direction and hard-ball touring since 2011 – was performing for commuters and promoting an after-midnight residency at the Blue Note. I stopped because the first number I heard was hard, sharply cut funk – vintage Living Colour with garage-rock force – and stayed because the soul got bolder and deeper in "Why iii Love the Moon," an instant knockout of velvet-Seventies romance and Kaya-era Bob Marley. Phony Ppl have a long library of internet drops, but this 15-track album, released in January and including that killer "Moon," is the band's true declaration of arrival – a matured fusion of modern-pop songcraft, live-band hip-hop drive, classic-R&B singing and instrumental Steely Dan poise. Guitarist Elijah Rawk, bassist Bari Bass, drummer Matt Byas, keyboard player Aja Grant and singer Elbee Thrie have history and ties with Theophilus London, the Roots and Erykah Badu. They are now ready for their close-up. David Fricke

Princess Nokia, ‘1992’

Share this mixtape with a powerful girl in your life – and fork over your lunch money, too. Nuyorican MC Princess Nokia is not just a Calvin Klein model, a black feminist crusader and a D.I.Y. evangelist: She is the future. The Spanish Harlem native evolved from anime cyber-fairy to earth mother in her eclectic 2014 debut, Metallic Butterfly. She then served vintage Donna Summer goodness in last year's Honeysuckle. Now Nokia goes full New York underground in her unrelenting mixtape, 1992 – her Sailor Moon cosplay gloves are off this round, and she's not holding back punches. In "Tomboy" she wears a schoolyard taunt like a badge of honor; in "Brujas," Nokia taps into the mysticism garnered from her Yoruban and Taíno roots to cast a level-hundred curse on all her haters and oppressors with a fire-spitting incantation: "Don't you fuck with my energy." We wouldn't dare. Suzy Exposito

Barbra Streisand, ‘Encores: Movie Partners Sing Broadway’

For Barbra Streisand's 35th album, the iconic vocalist teamed up with movie stars to sing selections from classic Broadway shows like A Chorus Line, Annie Get Your Gun and The Sound of Music. While Streisand is a clear standout, it's the moments of unearthing musical talents from stars who haven't previously shown off their singing chops that carry the LP to the next level, like Melissa McCarthy's perfect comedic timing on "Anything You Can Do" and Star Wars: The Force Awakens breakout star Daisy Ridley holding her own against the Funny Girl and Anne Hathaway for "At the Ballet." Brittany Spanos

Adia Victoria, 'Beyond the Bloodhounds'

Adia Victoria, ‘Beyond the Bloodhounds’

It would be a mistake to try to neatly classify Nashville-based Adia Victoria's debut Beyond the Bloodhounds as country or Americana, since it doesn't seem particularly intended for either audience. Songs like "Mexico Blues" and "Head Rot" bear unmistakable traces of country, folk and blues, but they're shocked with dissonant blasts of electric guitar and set on fire with Victoria's trenchant observations about life in the South as a woman of color. "I don't know nothin' 'bout Southern belles/But I can tell you something 'bout Southern hell/When your skin give 'em cause to take and take," she chants on "Stuck in the South," recalling Nina Simone's activism from a corner of contemporary music where voices like hers remain under-represented. Jon Freeman