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45 Best Albums of 2014 So Far

The best rock, hip-hop, EDM and country of this year’s first half

Skrillex, Recess

Skrillex, "Recess" album cover, 2014.

Courtesy of Big Beat Records, Asylum Records, and Atlantic Records.

From Skrillex's massive drops to Beck's sensitive simmer, from Miranda Lambert's rustic bite to Future's robotic croon, 2014's proving to have no shortage of excellent music across all genres. Here's an unranked list of the year's best so far.

Sturgill Simpson, Metamodern Sounds in Country Music

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Sturgill Simpson, ‘Metamodern Sounds in Country Music’

Picture what Waylon would have sounded like if he had taken Willie's drugs: Kentucky's Sturgill Simpson made a is a record that is equal parts haunted, tender and trippy.

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Freddie Gibbs, Madlib, Pinata

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Freddie Gibbs and Madlib, ‘Pinata’

Gibbs is a brusque street-rap purist with "an icemaker for a heart," Madlib a crate-digging cult hero with a taste for deep psychedelia and free jazz. The MC and the producer click in surprisingly satisfying ways on their first full-length album together, Madlib's beats add a druggy, unpredictable edge to Gibbs' hard-boiled grudges and regrets.

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Sharon Van Etten, ‘Are We There’

The magnificent fourth LP from Brooklyn singer-songwriter Sharon Van Etten grows her trademark examinations of romantic decay to cathedral-like scale. Like her tourmate Nick Cave, her darkness contains multitudes.

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Courtesy Matador Records

EMA, ‘The Future’s Void’

Erika Anderson's excellent second album builds on the stark confessional style of her low-fi 2011 debut, Past Life Martyred Saints, exploring piano ballads ("3Jane") and industrial rants ("Neuromancer") about social-media paranoia. ("Making a living off of taking selfies" is bad, TBH.) But the Hole-style "When She Comes" really sums up EMA's sinister charisma. Meet the new Miss World.

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Courtesy 4AD

Future Islands, ‘Singles’

Baltimore's Future Islands could be just one more band of Eighties-y synth romantics. The difference is singer Samuel T. Herring, whose intense rasp evokes Broken English-era Marianne Faithfull if she came down with a serious case of Ian Curtis. He pours out sad-ballad syrup like he's using it to clog a fresh wound.

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Courtesy Captured Tracks

Perfect Pussy, ‘Say Yes to Love’

These Syracuse art-punk kids hail rage with an emotional urgency that recalls Hüsker Dü or early Sleater-Kinney. Say Yes to Love is a heart-punch of an album – eight songs, 23 minutes – where the words are mostly buried under guitar feedback and synth squeals. Yet the raw passion comes across loud and clear.

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Lake Street Dive, Bad Self Portraits

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Lake Street Dive, ‘Bad Self Portraits’

Lake Street Dive's initials may spell "LSD," but the Massachusetts-bred quartet are mostly tripping on Motown-meets-Muscle Shoals soul nostalgia, while frontwoman Rachael Price's big voice triggers flashbacks of Amy Winehouse and her forebears. Their breakout LP shows a band so in command of its style that it rarely feels like shtick – and even when it does, it's tight, fun and feisty.

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Swans, To Be Kind

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Swans, ‘To Be Kind’

Experimental rockers Swans have only ever had one goal: to overwhelm. Their latest offers two straight hours of spook-house drones, battering-ram guitar blasts and Michael Gira's howled imperatives about love, sex and death. These days, they don't just crush – they hypnotize.

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Hurray for the Riff Raff small Town Heroes

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Hurray for the Riff Raff, ‘Small Town Heroes’

Alynda Lee Segarra's folk-roots music feels both ancient and modern, from the title track's drug-damaged characters to the gunslinging young thugs in "St. Roch Blues" and the heroine of "The Body Electric," a feminist rejoinder to lady-killing murder ballads. Her supple, intimate vocals are about more than conjuring a musical past – she clearly wants to shape the future, too.

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Triptykon, Melana Chasmata

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Triptykon, ‘Melana Chasmata’

Three decades after Thomas Fischer helped lay extreme metal's foundation on Celtic Frost's 1984 LP Morbid Tales, he has again redefined what the genre can do on the second album by his dark-metal group Triptykon. He and his bandmates juxtapose doomy death-metal riffs with gothic guitar textures and ethereal female voices that could have been culled from the 4AD catalog. Between Triptykon's brutal pummel and animal growls lies a delicate, fragile core that might be too scary for other metal bands to fathom.

Todd Terje it's Album Time

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Todd Terje, ‘It’s Album Time’

While the biggest names in dance music are raging on the blacktop, delivering hard beats to parking lots filled with sweaty festival-goers, Todd Terje is poolside, offering a cabana-ready combination of Patrick Cowley disco synths and Herb Alpert's Tijuana kitsch. Though the Norwegian remix champ has a few proven dancefloor fillers like "Inspector Norse" and "Strandbar," his debut's most affecting moment is "Johnny and Mary," a half-time Robert Palmer cover on which a weary Bryan Ferry sings of two people treading water in life's deep end.


Young Thug, Bloody Jay, Black Portland

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Young Thug and Bloody Jay, ‘Black Portland’

22-year-old Atlanta lunatic Young Thug gets over on pure, giddy eccentricity – breathlessly braying, cackling, even drunkenly crooning rhymes like "Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits/Money stand like eight feet, just like two midgets." On this mixtape with his bud Bloody Jay, Young Thug also pushes at the sonic possibilities of his wild style.

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Ought, 'More Than Any Other Day'

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Ought, ‘More Than Any Other Day’

These Montreal punk upstarts establish their own sound right on their debut album – they're young men in love with their own misery, taking out all their frustrations on their instruments, until every guitar strum feels like a full-blown emotional breakdown. Lead yelper Tim Beeler commands your attention all through the six minutes of "Habit," sounding like David Byrne staring at his own reflection in the bottom of a glass, wondering how it all went so wrong so fast.

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White Lung, Deep Fantasy

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White Lung, ‘Deep Fantasy’

Vancouver's White Lung are as furiously formidable as ever on their third LP. Mish Way's damning yowls offer profound ruminations on sex and body image, while guitarist Kenneth William's swift, discordant lashes resurrect the finer aspects of 2000s-era post-hardcore; drummer Anne-Marie Vassiliou holds down a steady velocity, pelting listeners with relentless rounds of thrash.

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Ben Frost Aurora

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Ben Frost, ‘Aurora’

Unrelentingly menacing, Iceland-dwelling composer Ben Frost has created a 40-minute suite of VHS grinding, wistful Blade Runner synths, howling white noise and broken Detroit techno. The human attempts to fight the robots are provided by the junkyard clang of Swans percussion abuser Thor Harris.

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