#myfavoritealbum

[lightscamerabitchsmileee]

It's finally here 💜💜

Speak Now truly is my all time favorite of all her albums and a very relatable one as this came out in my last year of high school and experiencing a lot of real life situations as a teen transitioning into a young adult going to University so songs like Never Grow Up, Sparks Fly, Ours & Last Kiss resonated with me on a personal level so to finally have the re-recording out it brought back so many memories for me and some of the songs even resonates with me more as an adult (Never Grow Up for instance) 💜😊

I love the vault tracks as well my favorites are definitely When Emma Falls in Love, I Can See You & Castles Crumbling with Hayley Williams of Paramore who was amazing (also Fall Out Boy on Electric Touch was pretty great too while also interesting as a collab) 😊😊 all the vault tracks are amazing tho 💜😊

So excited for whatever re-recording comes next 😊😊 @taylorswift 💜💜

#taylorswift #speaknow #taylorsversion #rerecording #somuchnostalgia #loveit #myfavoritealbum #swiftieforlife #lovethevaultsongs #falloutboy #hayleywilliams #paramore

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[iliveinadesertandabeach]

I love, you love

This love

We're professional

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We're sophisticated

At loving...

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[mrjeremydylan]

New website who dis

For all my latest projects, and the new and old episodes of My Favorite Album, head to my new website here.

[liquidlistener]

Nobody knows How cold it grows And nobody sees How shaky my knees Nobody cares How steep my stairs And nobody smiles If I cross their stiles. Oh poor boy So sorry for himself Oh poor boy So worried for his health. 🖤🎵🎧 #nickdrake #poorboy #bryterlayter #thisbeautifullboy #bestalbumever #vinylcollection #vinyl #myfavoritealbum #songslyrics #songsquotes

[victoriafashen-blog]

🎶🎶🎶🎶🎵🎵Its like the cold if you were dead and you smiled for a second🎶🎶🎶🎵🎵🎵🌌⚰🔮 . . #gothgoth #gothic #myfavoritealbum #plainsong #tradgoth #deathrock #cadr #latinagoth #victoriafashen #kvdlook #katvondbeauty #lunaticklabscosmeticks #jefreestarcosmetics #nosechains #bighairdontcare #gothgirl #gothyoutuber

[lawbaptista]

When your sick...the best medicine is playing some Madonna on vinyl. 🎼 #feelingbetter #rayoflight #myfavoritealbum #madonna #vinyl #home (at Baptista Estates)

[mzsummerdion]

#hallway #selfie #game listening to #TheBlackAlbum #JayZ #myFavoriteAlbum #HappyHumpDay

[japanlovely]

02/10/2009 02/10/2017 Happy Birthday Humanoid!! +8 years old my favorite album #02102009❤ #relasehumanoid #humanoid #anniversary #8yearsold #album#tokiohotel #myfavoritealbum #thatday #inyourshadowicanshine #downonyou #automatic #humanconnecttohuman #dogsunleashed #worldbehindmywall #noise#loveandthat#attetion#forevernow#alien#aliens#loveyou#picture #picoftheday #photooftheday #dreams4dreams #follow4follow #like4like #imalien

[mywingman]

New Zine Alert:  What did you do during the pandemic quarantine? Are you still in it? Did you watch a lot of Netflix? Smoke a lot weed? Drink a lot of wine and eat a lot ice cream? Me too!

But the isolation also inspired me to create a ‘zine about being stranded on a deserted island.  It’s called “Desert Island Drips”.

Desert Island Drips combines my love of the “Guy, a Palm Tree, and a Desert Island” cartoon with my version of “Desert Island Discs” -10 albums you want with you if you were stuck alone in the middle of the ocean.

Today also marks 7-years of MyWingman, so let’s celebrate with the new ‘zine: “MyWingman Presents: Desert Island Drips vol.1”

$7 for 1 zine +shipping. DM me for details... and thanks for your support! All proceeds go to my Netflix account and support of the USPS!

#7years #isolation #pandemic #quarantine #penandink #collage #records #zine #zineart #artzine #music #topsongs #favoritesongs #musiclists #popmusic #top100albums #myfavoritealbums #musicnerd #lowbrowart #originalart #weirdoart #comicstrip #indigenouspeoplesday #undergroundcomix #art #mywingman

[soundspotting]

Trentemøller - The Last Resort

Trentemøller’s music is a revelation to me, he’s one of those artists who master their art gracefully and solemnly and who work persistently at improving their skills and at pushing the boundaries of their art. His finely crafted cinematic sound, intricate and eclectic, rightfully bears the mark of Scandinavian authenticity, while remaining in a timeless global and essentially human form of cathartic expression. His music folds and enfolds like the North Sea waves. His ethos permeates everything, from composition to choosing vocals, to album art, to his mind-blowing live performances.

Trentemøller’s debut album, The Last Resort was released 12 years ago, but ever since I discovered it maybe 9 years ago, it remained one of my favourite albums. As Trentemøller himself recounted in an interview, the album’s release followed a time of self-doubt and then of reinvention, and I feel this personal trajectory is truthfully pieced together into the sound journey that is this album, a beautiful blend of natural and industrial, of organic, mineral and metal. A contrast of light and dark, of sweet and bitter, of gentle innocence and harsh realities. Thrill and discipline balanced carefully by the minimalist touch of the Copenhagen born musician.

The Last Resort begins unassumingly, in a stream of consciousness style. An 80s synth pop line progresses with elements which announce Trentemøller’s style on this album: dark cello and violin notes, feminine moans and whispers, building up like a flurry of butterflies in a rainforest clearing, to drop, anti-climactic, into a minimalist beat, clean and elegant like the smooth lines of Danish architecture. Western-like guitar riffs, natural sounds and mellow bells mark Take Me Into Your Skin and this album. In a calculated step, you’re taken into the depths, under the sea, to the real beats beneath your skin, the ones your very cells vibrate to and even deeper. You’re then brought back up gently, to a cityscape with lights slowly fading and bells swaying in the early morning wind.

This album has been my shaman through the struggles and perils of writing my master thesis a few years back, and Vamp is one song that really helped me get those thoughts in line. It’s a dark, but more upbeat melody, maintained by a catchy bass line, joined gradually by jazzy soft rock lines in almost imperceptible crescendos and decrescendos, while the bass line grows stronger and stronger. There’s an element of surprise that’s a gift unravelling itself to your ears and your mind. Crank up the volume, wiggle in your chair, bob your head in your cubicle, whatever works. Let your hair down metaphorically for a few bars, then go back to the basics.

It’s midnight in the forest, your heart is pounding in your ears. The darkness is teeming with life, screeching, crawling, creaking. The city and its restlessness fading into the background, you dare delve deeper into the Unknown. There is something raw, primordial about this Evil Dub, ignited as it is by tribal drum beats refined in the long nights of the northern latitudes.

When you listen, when you really really listen, you discover layer after layer of sound like soft peels of translucent smoke that Trentemoller carefully weaved along the path of this misty journey. To go further means to turn your steps inwards and let the music flow through layers upon layers of perception, down to the root of your being.

Along this inner track, you’re lullabied by Always Something Better into an exploration of a sort that takes you back to Orbital, Daft Punk and Little People all at once. The drop is well worth the industrial, thorny track through the abandoned building site leading to it. Albeit a well-calculated, disciplined drop, coming from a skilled, self-aware touch.

While The Cold Winter Waiting  follows naturally from the previous piece, just like the seasons succeed each other in nature. Trentemøller skillfully paints through his music bleak, cold mornings in the midst of the Danish winter. Days of dappled seaborne clouds, when the trees seem to retreat into a mineral state, leafless and dark, taking that journey back to the source of life, appearing lifeless only for a while. As a counterpoint, beautifully interwoven amongst the empty mornings, are the warm evenings indoors, candles lit, passions tempered, hopes held close and nurtured. Within the bleakness, there is a spark, a hope, a seed. We are the pain and also the way out of the pain. Breathe in, feel, breathe out, relax, merge with the cold waves and surrender to the enveloping warmth.

‘Music is a big prayer’. Time for the Nightwalker, a reference perhaps to the character from Japanese mythology so wonderfully and magically depicted in Studio Ghibli’s classic ‘Princess Mononoke’, the dark and ruthless but equally beautiful and fragile face of the Forest Spirit. The mystery of the god that is both good and evil. The light in the dark – the hope, the fire in the middle of winter. Placed almost at the middle of the album, Nightwalker is an exquisite musical metaphor for the time of the year when sunlight is at its lowest in the Northern hemisphere and perhaps introspection at its deepest. One of my favourite pieces on this album.

At this point along the path, the haze of melancholy and reverie wearing out, you may find at the core of this album the pain of separation. Thunder drums and cymbals sound out a bad omen, the cello mourns an empty space. In style and feel, Like Two Strangers takes me back to Unsaid of Little People, another beautiful bittersweet recount of personal memories through the impersonal filter of samples.

The Very Last Resort washes over the remnants of these memories with its entrancing acoustic guitar picking. A lyrical depiction of the wonders of the human brain, able to fuse past memories with present regret and melancholy as if no time has passed at all. Sounds, wounds, voices become muffled. It’s as if you’re witnessing the memory of a couple’s argument fished out of Dumbledore’s Pensieve. The argument, the melancholy, the regret reverberate through the mind, blurring and stretching images and sounds, like reflections in a distorting mirror. An overarching sense of finality lingers. The beat returns just in time and brings you back to the present. In the end it all fades into the dark pool of forgetfulness.

Onto story laden scar tissue fall delicate sounds, some close and clear, some faint and muffled, like winter’s first snow fall that begins slowly, shyly, covering the noise of abstract rush. Pause, look, feel, admire, let your eyes be amazed, let your heart and your ears follow the soft intermingling of chimes and drums. And be prepared to welcome The Beat into your musical veins. Snowflake is a nine minute conversation with the snow fall, in which the almost frantic discourse of the main line, like an interior flow of consciousness, comes up against the quiet evanescence of the ice crystals, making their way to the ground.

From snow covered ground to deep sea water, you’re taken on a dive way below into the ocean rifts, into the realm of the plankton and bioluminescent sea worms. Your heart pounding in your ears, you’re dazzled by the richness and rhythm of fluorescent life. There’s a growing ominous presence sinuously whirling around you, just that bit out of reach, like a hidden Kraken of sorts, or the mother of sandworms on Dune, a sort of mythical Chameleon.

Once you’ve grabbed that chance to get close to that elusive Chameleon, you can now carry this chance home, back through the forest. The emotions welling up towards this point receive their well-deserved relief. Into The Trees unravels the tension through an upbeat house vibe, while blending perfectly in the larger painting that is this album, such that it all becomes a continuous ebb and flow of the same exuberant story.

As if to help bring you back to your usual more mundane endeavors, Moan starts out with a symphony of echoes and fragments of everyday life, which converge towards the main line of the song. It’s a gentle, touching, yet powerful melody telling of woes, wonders and past events. It ends in a classical manner, with an almost imperceptible wisp of wind blowing across sand.

From this fine touch of sand grains on the skin emerges Miss You – with subtle touches of pan drums, with soft piano and sobbing violin. It’s one of the most beautiful bittersweet pieces of electronic music I’ve listened to, full of both elation and sadness, so much like the feeling of longing - the pain of the separation mixed in with the warmth of the memory of closeness.

[This is just the piece for a soulful flowing dance such as a bunch of artists have put together here (In fact if any of you know who made this video/where the footage comes from, please write in your comments so I can credit them properly, I haven’t been able to work this one out). 

The mash up of Miss You by Trentemøller and Teardrop by Massive Attack is a fantastic example of a skillful blend of dedicated artists, classic beats and beautiful movements, a meta mix through decades of electronic music. The sinuous body movements, the faceless dancers covered in silky sheets, resembling characters in Magritte’s paintings and the beats in Teardrop perfectly complement the pan drums and the softness in Miss You.]

The Last Resort is masterfully complete with this last piece. The album is rounded and rich in experience and in feelings, and it’s intricate like an impressionist oil painting. What’s more, by being the best version of itself, it’s infinitely delightful and inspiring (even the album cover art left such an imprint onto my subconscious that one day I painted [this], at the time consciously unaware of the source of my inspiration). A fine balance of melancholy and burning spirit permeates The Last Resort, transforming the cold impersonal feel of electronic instruments into natural, organic sounds which give Trentemøller’s music life, warmth and character.

[everythingjaggededge]

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[theplayboypsychobunny]

OMG! #TwentyOnePilots #NewAblum #Trench is #OutToday and is so far everything I wanted from them and needed!! #IBeenWaitingSoLong but #WorthTheWait there are a few songs Just like #Levitate that had to grew on me and #Morph that I know will grow on me but not really my instant favorites But honestly all their songs really resonate with me so I have no doubt that It’ll grow on me! #Smithereens took the place of my #MyBlood as my #NewFavoriteSong on the #Album but I still don’t think that this album as a whole will take the place of #MyFavoriteAlbum from them Which to this day I still listen to every day (Along side #AmyWinehouse) which is there first #SelfTitleAlbum #TwentyOnePilots but still my #FavoriteDuo and still another #GreatAlbum #ThankYou @twentyonepilots @tylerrjoseph @joshuadun #CantWait for more #MusicVideos to the #Story if any https://www.instagram.com/p/BojVWpdg_e5kM_1DErWVmO_m0oG96QKxR2Ai9Q0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=kino8qje9cj

[melissahevenor]

#myfavoritealbum #whitneyhouston #Howiprepareforreadings #musicaddict #psychicreading #psychicinyourpocket

[guysealey]

#inthestudio Playing now: “Jezebel Spirit” - Brian Eno and David Byrne. Off the album My Life in The Bush Of Ghosts #myfavoritealbum (at Westport, Connecticut)

[liquidlistener]

"...Come, come sit down on the fence in the sun And the clouds will roll by And we'll never deny It's really too hard for to fly..." 🖤🎵🎧 #nickdrake #fly #bryterlayter #songsquotes #songslyrics #myfavoritealbum #moodoftheday #inthesky #clouds

[iammariejames]

Miami radio showed Trina so much love today.. I'm gonna keep that same energy as I work tonight! Happy Birthday to the Baddest!! @trinarockstarr #Amazing #MyFavoriteAlbum #MyAttitude (at Miami, Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bq88ArthoRV/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ug5l3gb07f8z