Animal Collective
Merriweather Post Pavilion
Domino

I’m pretty sure I tried to call Merriweather Post Pavilion “Record of the year” back in January, when I reviewed it, but City Paper managing editor Andrew Beaujon argued that this statement might be a tad premature, given that ‘09 still had 11 months left to go. But here we are in December and it’s still great.

Mi Ami
Watersports
Touch & Go/Quarterstick

From a sort-of-embarrassing-but-earnest blog post that I wrote after attending three Mi Ami’s shows last March:

But yeah, they really dropped the A-bomb on me. I had seen them before–when they were still a duo and then last February when they came through DC–and I liked it, but thought it just sounded liked a more stripped down version of Black Eyes. This time though, I don’t know, it really clicked. The good shows had the same energy as some of the Evangelical church services that I went to back when I was writing the Service Industry column. The kind of thing where the band doesn’t play hymns so much as they act as a foil for the preacher’s gradually intensifying emotions and everything just gets crazier and crazier until some old lady passes out in the isle. Except at the DC show, it wasn’t an old lady, just some tragic punker kid who had a septum piercing and smelled sort of like salami.

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In this week’s music section:

Brent Burton reviews Polvo’s In Prism

Marc Hirsh reviews Patty Loveless‘ Mountain Soul II

Aaron Leitko talks to Dennis Kane about “What Can Never Slip Away” from his latest disc, The Two of Us

Bloc Party: “One More Chance”
No, you did not just get Rick-rolled; this is it, the new Bloc Party single. “One More Chance” is a song for the club, but not the arms folded, tight jeans, indie-rock club to which the band previously belonged. No, this is club with a capital “C.” Front man Kele Okereke croons, the drums bang, and the pianos glisten like beads of sweat on Right Said Fred’s manly decolletage.

Polvo: “Beggars Bowl”
In 1997 Polvo were slackers. The Chapel Hill, North Carolina band’s records were charmingly sloppy and haphazard. But “Beggars Bowl, the groups first new material since reuniting last year, suggest that Polvo has gotten a little more professional in its approach to music making. There are thundering power chords, technical grooves, and if you were to only listen to the song’s first 30 second, you might swear you were listening to metal-FM. That said, Polvo doesn’t sound too bad shredding in earnest.

B.o.B: “My Sweet Baby”
B.o.B swipes some samples from the Dirty Dancing soundtrack–from “Love is Strange,” to be specific–but don’t be fooled, this is not a sensual romp with Patrick Swayze. Rather, it’s more like being belted with a radio station call sign for three minutes.

Real Estate: “Green River”
As far as music goes, New Jersey’s central export is blue-collar mythology. Which might put Real Estate, who hail from the Garden State, in some danger. From the sound of “Green River,” with it’s gentle melodies and sweetly chiming guitars, the band might not even be able to take The Four Seasons in a fight. Maybe Real Estate needs to relocate to a state that won’t squash its sweet but naive vibes.