Sunday, February 16, 2025

Best of 2024

 2) ERRA - Cure

Most of my list year to year is composed of very challenging music. This is because I like to be challenged. I love when someone is able to challenge me on my beliefs. I love eating challenging food, seeing challenging films. Complex systems no matter where they exist give me a thrill and all I want to do is start dissecting them for analysis before moving on to the next complex system.

Yet, this is the album I've spent the most time with this year. It is not challenging, it is not complex, there's no jazz here, no classical counterpoint, the lyrics don't challenge my beliefs, I can readily recommend this album to the musical layman without prior knowledge of the complexities of heavy metal.

The term guilty pleasure has fallen out of fashion because people are trying so desperately hard to love themselves, and love what they like without worrying about the judgment of others. I can't be bothered by other people's perception of me, yet I do still like to identify certain tastes as guilty. Some music is simply a sweet treat for my gluttonous limbic system, a naughty indulgence.

This has been the album I put on when I'm working out, when I'm drinking alone, when my brain is exhausted from work. It has been the ultimate comfort zone this year, my security blanket, my warm wood fire cabin deep in the woods where I can go and feel my feels without tapping into the deeper complexities of my existentialism.

This is a collection of metal-core bangers, radio singles, 4 minute perfectly composed, perfectly satisfying tracks. Some of the tracks are so saccharine and sticky sweet they are barely tolerable to my x-rated psyche, but god damn do they feel good, especially at ragingly damaging levels of volume.

This is my guilty pleasure record of 2024, my dirty secret, my dumb monkey brain's happy place.

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