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ON 12/12/12 HERE IS MY TOP 12 OF 2012


This is the first time I’m publishing a top list of my favorite albums of the year and I’m pretty stoked. Even though I’m passionate for music, for many years I adopted a vey comfy position in which there was someone doing the hard work of pre-listening and filtering new stuff on my behalf, thus only what  he enjoyed reached me. Yeah, I became lazy and detached from current musical updates at that time.

But here I am, posting my top 12 of this weird year, which has been excellent in terms of music, and disastrous in general. I must admit I’m proud for behaving as the good girl I really am, doing my musical homework and paying attention to new album releases.

Of course it’s impossible to cover all of them, especially when I take my time in analyzing the albums, going on them with the intensity required. And it’s a classic that, right after choosing my favorite albums, I discover a new one that blows my mind, but cannot be added to the list. Guess this is the greatness of music, you can enjoy it any time, no matter how much late you are. it will always be there.

Let’s get started, otherwise it will be the 13th and this top 12 won’t make sense anymore.

Most of the albums have been the album of the week at some point this year, or due to the expectations I had, commented as soon as they were available, as an exceptional event, and theres’s one in particular which had to be mentioned apart, because it doesn’t fit into what I usually consume.

I’m very pleased with the variety of styles and sounds in the list, once again confirming it doesn’t matter I’m growing old and relaxing, I can enjoy metal sounds same as folkie one, and I find that quite enriching for both mind, soul and ears.


Thus in no particular order I will refer to my top 12 of 2012. There we go!


What can I say at this point I haven’t told already? On week 12 I was telling you about my crush on Brad Smith’s project, and one month ago I was telling you my experience enjoying their half acoustic show, and how adorable Blind Melon’s bass player was.

I foresaw this album was being here, because not many albums make my heart pound in such way as Death & Joy does.



One of the greatest surprise of the year which started when I was assigned the review of this album. On a random Sunday afternoon, in hangover conditions, I receive a wake of punches right in my face in the shape of songs performed by this band. Raw, powerful and overwhelming.




Several friends are devoted fans of this unknown band here in Spain, and I had been told about the charisma of the leader of the band, Ben Nichols. Songs about work, women, broken hearts and booze, and a catchy opening song, On My Way Downtown, which makes you feel the urge of having a beer at a bar.



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 Wow! I ADORE this album. Straight to the top 5. Lanegan has gone beyond himself with this album.  I got obsessed about this album for 2 weeks or more, and I still listen to it compulsively. One of these albums that the more you listen the more you love them and discover tiny new elements with each listening. So fuckin’ great!



Finally the genius went solo, after delivering outstanding stuff with his different projects, and released this magnificent album I’ve been enjoying so much. It was the final proof to show the world he’s far from the hype and possesses a great deal of talent. Perfection would be mentioned here if the show he offered with the female band would have been more passionate rather than so “cool” looking.



Allow me not to extend much in explanations and check my previous post. Solid, powerful, rockin’, this is the exact dose of music you need for headbanging to the max. Very glad this album has been praised by both critics and people, and proud my “guys” have reached so far. BRAVO




This is one of the exceptions as it hasn’t been included YET in the albums of the week. One of the reasons is because I was encouraged to listen to this album after purchasing Loteria on the record store day and recovering Metallic I.O.U. The truth is that the most New Yorker band in L.A, real street bad asses led by Bryan Small, have again delivered an intense album full of booze, drugs, filth and broken hearts, and Homesick Blues is damn awesome.


I know, this is close to be a dealbreaker, and coulf be named as the guilty pleasure of the year too. I made public I had surrendered to the hype, and I’m still hooked to Born To Die, something which scares me somehow, because I don’t think what Lana del Rey might offer us, can keep the same level.



 I wrote about this album when the band, days before the worldwide release, allowed the fans to listen to the album online. I literally devoured it and felt in love right away. The guys from New Brunswick are about to jump into the mainstream thanks to this wonderful album, which shows a noticeable evolution and improvement, and personally speaking, I love they are capable of gathering new and older generations at venues for attending the shows. They bring youth to the adults, and transmit old school values to the youngsters. Their story telling is sublime.



Thanks to a friend who invited me to attend the show they offered in Barcelona one month ago I discovered a wonderful band which, wrongly following my name instincts, I had completely ignored. After 30 seconds of the opening song, I knew that, what I was about to discover was different and classy. Amazing album and excellent live performance.



Americana was a bunch of revisited covers after all, it was compulsory uncle Neil and his pals ended jamming eventually, because this is what Psychedelic Pill is about, a reunion of good old friends grabbing their instruments and recovering the spirit of Harvest playing in the barn. Two words must be pronounced which will sum up the concept of the album: RAMADA INN. Greatness!



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You just wouldn’t believe what just happened here. I’ve just changed my last album at the very last minute, finally choosing hard rock over power pop, and leaving Redd Kross out of the list.

This is a surprise, even to me, but this is how I feel at 22:52h. It took me ages to listen to this album, in fact I got it less than a month ago, no matter that many friends insisting I’d love it, I felt lazy thinking it wouldn’t be worth it. The insistence of Felix and my soul bro, together with Xavi aka the deal hunter, made me push the button and start moving my ass right away. If there’s a song which drives me crazy, reminding me of wild 1984, VH personal favorite, no doubt is Bullethead. The return of Van Halen with David Lee Roth is one of the greatest #dealmakers of the decade.

Once this list has been done, I have to mention those albums which are following very close and deserve my love, respect and credit. Here they are:

– Redd Kross – Researching the Sun

– Chris Robinson Brotherhood – Magic Door

– Pulled Apart By Horses – Tough Love

– The Avett Brothers – Carpenter

What a year friends! Rough and harsh in many aspects, thanks to the amazing releases I’ve been gifted with, I’ve managed to approach the end better than expected. At the end of the day, same thought comes to mind, and I sigh in relief glad to be aware that music, not only has saved my life, but also has given me the one I’m currently living, and I feel grateful and merry.

Keep on rockin’ dears!


Last week was a good one in terms of music, I recovered some albums, and listened to some new stuff. Well, couldn’t be other way, considering I’m not working and consequently I can add 8-10 hours to my personal amusement, so most tasks I spend my time carrying out, are accompanied with some music.

5 weeks remaining to see The Afghan Whigs at Primavera Sound Festival, I’m passing though a Dulli stage, thus I’m swallowing all the Whigs, Twilight Singers, Gutter Twins, and solo stuff.

Few months ago I told you about my weird experience attending a show of The Afghan Whigs in London, 1999, and Black Love, probably their most remarkable and praised album, together with Gentlemen.

This time I want to talk about 1965, actually my favorite album of The Whigs, and perhaps a bit underrated, something I really cannot comprehend.

The starter of the album, Somethin’ Hot,  is as effective as the ignition of the match right at the beginning, simply powerful. And yes, it is VERY hot indeed.

After lots of hearing and thinking, I’ve reached the conclusion that I simply adore Dulli’s imperfection in his voice and melodies, something I’ve just realized that caused me trouble and displeasure years ago, so probably this was another factor which increased my weird feelings towards what I saw at the Camden Palace show. What can I say? In terms of music, and in many others, human being is not arisen enlightened, and it takes time to value and appreciate certain things. I’m telling you this right now, but I got friends who despise Dulli’s voice for the same reason I adore.

Not the only case I’ve experienced such initial rejection to finally surrender to imperfection. I used to have the same feeling towards Neil Young, see?

Moreover, after assuming and enjoying imperfection, I reached another stage regarding Dulli’s voice, combined of course with the outstanding  instrumental part of the rest of the band, I find it HOT.

There are certain tunes to be highlighted in this album moving my emotions to the peak of the mountain, so to speak, which really move me and make me feel, not only musically speaking, but also because of the message of the lyrics.

Hey… Welcome home

I got a little wine

Some Marvin Gaye

Come on and taste me,

Come on and take me, I’m yours

Melting, literally… I’d sell my soul for finding a passionate guy telling me such thing. Grrrrr!!!

Uptown Again, 66, Citi Soleil, John The Baptist… basically the whole album contains a rate of groove and sensuality  capable of breaking any meter.

Alone in the dark , better in great company…nothing can go wrong with 1965.

Completely opposite to the elegance of Dulli and company, one of the album releases which has impressed me more this year up to date. Dead Set On Living.

To be honest I didn’t expect such style and energy in these guys. My preconceived idea of this band was quite opposite, so when I was assigned to review this album for a magazine and on Sunday afternoon, half recovered from massive hangover, I played this album with the headphones at loud volume it was a fuckin’ blast!!!

R.A.T.S, the song chosen for opening the album is like a fist right into your mouth, believe me, it IS like that. Long time since I’ve had such of feeling of “Damn, What is THIS?”. Supported by the collaboration of the leader of Sacrifice, Rob Urbinati, this song as the starter is EPIC WIN.

Road Sick, the first single of Dead Set on Living, is awesome! It reminds me of Fu Manchu, kind of punk-stoner-rock, right in the middle of King of The Road and California Crossing, a road song, intense, fast and loud. Aaah! I just love it!

There’s a variety of style and rhythm in the album, with some dark songs, and other ones more catchy. Anyway, quality in compositions is a constant throughout the album. The main aim of the band was to reflect the essence and the intensity of their live performances. Recording reduced takes to the minimum to catch all the spontaneity and the harshness, as well as the limited addition of arrangements , keeping their powerful sound as much intact as possible, a hard task Cancer Bats have managed to successfully accomplish.

Dead Set On Living is the adrenaline shot we often need to face the world and all its bullshit.

The band is visiting Barcelona in May, 21st, performing only their Bat Sabbath show, the Black Sabbath tribute they started some time ago during an after-show party at Sonisphere. I’d prefer to see them playing the new tunes, but I won’t miss the chance to see them by all means, and let me tell you something, if you like headbanging and rockin’ you shouldn’t miss them if playing in your city.

*Bat Sabbath Show @ Rocksound, Barcelona