2010 is approaching soon. Twelve new months full of brand new music, from old veterans, young bands and complete upcomers. Just to go up-to-date on what’s happening with the artists that pleasure Flint’s tastebuds, it’s time to give a little checkaround to 2010’s possible offers by artists I’m intrigued about. Rumours, confirmed news, it’s all here.

Not keen on the artists I display? Give a sly prod at the other writers, maybe they’ll reveal their musical stalking results as well?

After the cut, a big list of various names.

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A few centuries ago, I rambled a tad about The National’s Boxer. I might add to my original tldr that I am still drawn to Boxer quite often and these days I consider it a five-star album because its weary, apathetic melancholy and relaxing light of hope is unbelievably magical and hypnotic. So, it was only a matter of time I’d dwell into the band’s other works and being the funky logical person I am, I decided to grab onto their other more well-known work: the album before Boxer, Alligator.

To those who are excitedly looking for me to ramble about Alligator a lot now, I shall disappoint you: I shan’t. I shall instead focus my observations on one single song, hence the “song ramble” category. However, I can nutshell you the album like this: It’s like Boxer but more uplifting and relaxed, less worn and hazy, not as magical or great but still good, will probably grow on me a lot more with time like Boxer did, recommended.

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For the past week or so one particular album has been playing quite a bit in my player. Despite listening to a lot of other music as well, this particular album has been playing in my head the most often and constantly used its siren song like powers to return me to its cuddle. This particular album would be Boxer, the latest album from the American rock band The National which was released last year.

So I’m fairly reasonably late in my coverage about this but life’s about discoveries and ramble about them, isn’t it?

There was a fair amount of talk about Boxer when it appeared and as a year has passed since its release, the common opinion seems to have solidified – Boxer is being hailed as everything from a great album to a modern classic. I don’t know if I could go into such hyperboles as the latter comment but despite my relatively short time with it (as I only managed to find the kick of interest to research into it recently) it’s already shown me that it’s not really a run of the mill rock album. It never sounds particularly unique or groundbreaking, but it’s got what matters the most – depth.

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