Let's Not Talk About Sex, Baby
Songs that are definitely not about sex, except they absolutely are.
Rock
And Now My Bitter Hands Chafe Beneath The Clouds
Black by Pearl Jam is a cathartic, lush, sweeping epic with a tin can start that bursts into a mellow sonic groove as big as the sky.
I Got What I Got All Despite You
The Raconteurs are chomping at the bit with a bluesy-rock freakout: Salute Your Solution. If you want to put a hi-fi system's dynamics to the test, you'd be hard pressed to do better.
Higher Frequencies
An uplifting sonic journey.
You Can Check Out Any Time You Like
Hotel California as recorded on MTV in 1994 is an astounding display of sonic perfection. And I don't even like the Eagles.
Better Together
Voices joining to create something more than the sum of their parts. An audiophile mix tape of fantastic vocal harmonies.
I Need You To Drive The Nail
Broken Man by St. Vincent is blistering, moody industrial rock with a hidden superpower–sick guitar tone.
Spotify Isn't What We Wish it Was (And That's OK)
Streamers make it easier than ever to listen to and distribute music. What they aren't doing is paying artists a living wage, and that's OK. Here's why...
That Ain't Working
There is a strong argument that Money for Nothing by Dire Straits is the production standard for dynamic range and clarity.
Dreadful
A no-cheese Halloween mix tape. Creeping crawling tracks featuring monsters both real and imagined, hand-selected to deliver goosebumps in high-fidelity.
You Must Have Been Out Your Mind
The Pot from TOOL's "10,000 Days" album is a monstrous song with gobs of tiny details worth listening to.
Going So Low
Those subwoofers ain't gonna move themselves, but this collection of bass-heavy cuts should do the trick.