20. Jens Lekman-Night Falls Over Kortedala [Secretly Canadian]
You'd want Jens Lekman to date your sister. He's completely non-threatening, sharply-dressed and witty. The kind of guy chap who has no problem telling the media that he's in "love with being in love." This is probably because of Lekman is Swedish, and let's be honest, we'd all be pretty stoked too if we had six weeks of vacation, universal health care, good cheap vodka, and 6-foot tall blonde bombshells around every korner. But what separates Lekman from other sappy singer-songwriters is his sense of humanity. He doesn't blame his lesbian friend's father for his bigotry. Instead, he's a "sweet old man who just can't understand." With its nostalgic longing, "Friday Night at the Drive-In Bingo" reminds you of a Swedish version of The Talking Heads' "The Big Country." Yet rather than sneering "I wouldn't live there if you paid me," Lekman dreams of bringing some friends out to the country and turning the clock back to 1952. Sure it's a tad Vanilla, but give the guy a break, what's he supposed to do, complain about much he hates Ikea?
MP3: Jens Lekman-"Friday Night at the Drive-In Bingo"
19. Kanye West-Graduation [Roc-A-Fella]
But over-ambition has always been West's trademark and Graduation is no different, containing as much brilliance as it is has hubris. Blessed with the ability to tap into the main vein of the zeitgeist, Kanye mixes and mashes everything everything from Young Jeezy and Lil Wayne to Daft Punk and Michael Jackson, to Steely Dan and Can, to Jay-Z and DJ Premier. If the hoary cliche reads that there's something for everyone, Graduation is the rare record that actually delivers. On the mic, Kanye is still never going to be anyone's favorite MC, but he's improved with time. Most importantly, he's learned how to minimize his flaws and maximize his strengths. Even if he's still arrogant enough to brag that you can't tell him nothing, at the very least, Graduation is good enough for him to have earned that right.
18. Beirut-The Flying Club Cup [Ba Da Bing]
One of the most irritating things about music criticism circa 2007 is the way in which critics seem to think that having the taste of a 13-year old girl is a badge of honor. Check out out this Slate article where Jody Rosen brags about having "more wussy girl-pop on his year-end list than any other critic." Of course everyone has the right to their own tastes but no one should be proud that their Top 25 Best songs of the year list includes cuts from Jennifer Lopez, Mickey Avalon, Mika, Katherine McPhee, and Gwen Stefani. What bothers me so much isn't as much the brainlessness of the music in question but rather the thought that more often than not critics don't dig very deep and instead conflate "good music" with "popular music."
Souvenir is the type of group that popist critics should be talking about. Watch the video above. Their music is as glossy as it comes, washed with 80s keyboards, cocaine synths and breathy chanteuse vocals. And the entire album is great, sort of like the bastard child of Fujiya & Miyagi and Annie. Instead, Souvenir didn't appear on a single year-end list that I've seen and consequently you probably skipped over this entire section because you have no idea who Souvenir are. But you should. 80s-style French pop with surf guitars typically isn't my type of music, but 64 is so good that it transcends its genre. Watch the video above. Download the song below. Get your fix of sugar and obscene catchiness. I promise you this is better than the J-Lo record.
16. Lupe Fiasco-The Cool [Atlantic]
There's only one problem, Lupe Fiasco isn't really hip-hop. He's something else entirely. Of course, he's a rapper, but he's too creative and too much of an original to get boxed into genre constraints. What Nas really meant was that the NYC-centric, punch-you-in-your-face version of "real hip-hop," is dead, "hip-hop" will always live in some form. And Fiasco's very much of the new generation trying to break free of the elders' out-moded thinking. He raps that he's "American mentally with Japanese tendencies and Parisian sensibilities. Raw he's not going to give it you. Like all genius' (Jay-Z's words, not mine), Fiasco is prone to bad decision-making. This album is a little too emo and Matthew Santos has a nice voice but he doesn't belong anywhere near a hip-hop album. Yet The Cool is that rare major-label rap that demands rewinding, and yes, refuses to dumb it down.
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