Kimya Dawson -- Remember That I Love You

  Super cutesy indie folk album by Kimya Dawson.  This record sounds like what I wish my life was like, carefree, fun, but still awkwardly super weird!

Beck -- One Foot In The Grave

  A kinda lofi indie folk rock album produced by Calvin Johnson from Beat Happening.  One Foot In The Grave is very reminiscent of early Sebadoh record format, which is pretty much all of the place but in specific genres, although Beck is more rhythmically drenched in country and blues, but it's the same basic principle, and proves that Beck was more than a novelty act or corporate super star!

Bob Dylan -- Nashville Skyline

   Another chapter in the reinvention of Bobby D, this time around he's a country crooner who hangs out with Johnny Cash.  Honestly if it didn't say Bob Dylan and have his picture on the cover you would have no clue it was him.  This album set the template for the likes of James Taylor and Ry Cooder, yet again proving that Dylan was ahead of the curve.

The Byrds -- The Notorious Byrd Brothers

  Will dealing with a boat load of internal strife, The Byrds pull out probably my favorite one of their albums, it's a kinda baroque rock record, just imagine where Big Star's Third/ Sister Lovers started from. 

The Jimi Hendrix Experience -- Electric Ladyland

  The third and final chapter for the experience, not saying this album isn't great but way too much of a stereotypical Hendrix style musical masturbation than I'd like to endure.

Sufjan Stevens -- Carrie And Lowell

  In the aftermath of a devastatingly strange break up, my hazy mind and destroyed spirit needed some understanding, I heard from friends that Sufjan Stevens minimalist kinda self throwback album was drenched in self deprecating epic sadness and it did not fail to represent.  The music is beautifully orchestrated folk and the lyrics are unhesitatingly bare, revealing very personal truths that make it easy to identify with, although it may not be the best album to play when you are in a great mood, but when you are down and feeling alone this record is exactly what you need.

Lewis -- L'amour

   In 1982 Lewis shows up at the Beverly Hills hotel with his model girlfriend driving a white Mercedes, hires a producer and photographer, and makes a brilliant lofi piano driven electro album, like Twin Peaks Badalamenti atmosphere meets the minimalism of Springsteen's Nebraska with a Serge Gainsbourg cool.  Once the album's complete Lewis skips town, his cheques start bouncing and the record barely sees the light of day for decades, even after its rediscovery the label had to hire a private investigator to track down, what turned out to be a charismatic Alberta stock broker ...