My Top Five Albums

I listen to a lot of music – in that regard, I guess I fit into the mold of a typical college student. I think it’s impossible to have a favorite song and borderline impossible to have a favorite artist. There’s no doubt that some musicians are just plain better than others, whether in the writing phase or the performance phase, but overall, the market is too saturated to be able to name a single four-minute song as the epitome of music.

What I do believe in, though, is albums. The album as an art form seems like it’s been falling by the wayside in our iTunes-driven society – why buy the whole album when there are only one or two songs that you really like? An album should be an experience, a logical thought or musical progression from start to finish. It should represent a substantial (if not total) range of the artist’s talents, but it should also stay consistent within itself. I’m not a big fan of albums that try out a different genre for every track. An album should be a serialized collection of songs, not a mishmash of different stuff that the artist has recorded here and there.

The following, then, are my five favorite albums – notice how I say my personal favorites, not “the best.” When I was thinking about this last night (couldn’t fall asleep), I came up with two basic ground rules. Firstly, I wanted this list to consist of music I discovered on my own. “Abbey Road,” for example, is much more highly accredited than any album on this list, and I legitimately enjoyed it, but I only listened to it because of the ubiquity of the Beatles in our modern culture. The music on this list is stuff that I discovered on the radio, at friends’ houses, through my dad, etc, stuff I’d never heard of before I listened to it. I also limited this list to original studio albums – this eliminates CDs like best-of compilations, live albums, and (unfortunately) soundtracks. In chronological order of release:

Counting Crows – August and Everything After (1993)
My dad listed to this album all the time when I was a kid. At that age, I really only paid attention to “Mr. Jones” because I liked that it had my name in it. In early high school, though, I found the CD in my dad’s office and put it on as I was doing some homework. It’s amazing how much soul and emotion is in the lyrics of songs like “Round Here” and “Anna Begins” (one of my all-time favorite songs). These slower songs are almost haunting in how they stick with you long after you’re done listening to them. It’s rainy-day music, the stuff I would put on when I was at my most philosophic – driving home from play rehearsal at 1 a.m., for example. I’m also going to go out on a limb and say that “Raining in Baltimore” is the Crows’ most underrated song.

Weezer – The Blue Album (1994)
I waffled back and forth for a long time between “Blue” and “Pinkerton,” but in the end, I went with this one because it has more sentimental value. I bought it at the beginning of the summer after seventh grade, and it’s the first album that I became obsessed with. I listened to it over and over for days on end, and as such, I have it memorized – every lyric, every guitar lick, every idiosyncrasy, down pat. “Buddy Holly” is catchy, “In the Garage” is quirky and full of pop-culture references, and “My Name is Jonas” is just badass. “Only in Dreams,” the final track, is a seven-minute instrumental ballad that perfectly captures that feeling of adolescent longing. Listening to this album is forty-one minutes (and no, I didn’t have to look that up) of pure nostalgia and bliss.

Third Eye Blind – Third Eye Blind (1997)
Most people know this album for its biggest singles, “Semi-Charmed Life” and “Jumper,” but I usually skip over these songs when I’m listening in my car or on my iPod. It’s not that I don’t like them, but they’re way too overplayed – if I’m making it a point to listen to Third Eye Blind, I don’t want to listen to something I heard on the radio two days ago. Most of the songs are fast-paced and poppy, but not overly so. The subtleties of the lyrics and instrumentation make it so that you can hear a song several times and notice something new every time. If someone put a gun to my head and forced me to pick a favorite song, I’d probably say “Motorcycle Drive By.” That’s one of those songs where if I’m listening to it while I’m driving and I get to where I’m going before the songs over, I’ll sit in the car and let it finish.

Nickel Creek – Nickel Creek (2000)
I was in Shakespeare’s “Love’s Labours Lost” during my sophomore year of high school, and a couple songs from this album served as background music. The whole album is very chill, very laid back, but it’s earnest. If you’ve never heard a mandolin solo before, you might want to check out “The Fox.” As I’ve said before, great vocals are important to me, which makes “Out of the Woods” and “Reasons Why” just that much better. The latter, in particular, has tight harmony that blows me away every time. Instrumental pieces like “Ode to a Butterfly” are equally awe-inspiring. “The Lighthouse’s Tale” is just a great story put to an appropriately simple yet elegant melody. This one’s probably the most obscure on my list.

Ben Folds – Rockin’ the Suburbs (2001)
With a few exceptions mentioned in the booklet, Ben Folds plays every instrument and sings every vocal on the entire CD. This ranges from the mind-numbing piano lick that begins “Zak and Sara” to the crazy high note at the end of “Fired” to the kick-ass bass solo in the title song. Even if you don’t like his particular genre, you have to respect the guy as a musician. That’s talent. Most of his lyrics especially on this album, are very personal and specific, so much so that I only found out what several of them were about when I heard him explain them live. “Fred Jones, Part Two” and “Ascent of Stan” are perfect examples. I also hold “The Luckiest” to be one of the best love songs ever written, but hey, that’s just me.