Many of our early favorites this decade, from James Ferraro to Ariel Pink to Oneohtrix Point Never, would effectively swap traditional notions of musicality and engage directly with phenomena like nostalgia, cultural memory, and the corresponding junk left behind. Time, this decade, figured as much into our writing as words themselves - even when we didn’t realize it - and the same could be said of its music. It was everything time, and we could barely handle it. It was a statement, but also a warning, heralding - perhaps even willing into existence - what was to come: a decade both explosive and incomprehensible. This quote, this foundational assumption, presaged this decade’s perceptual and material eruptions of sounds, of images, of ideas, of bodies reducing our grandiose theories into beautiful yet fairytale simulations of purity and vanity - into rain and glitter. Here we are, floundering at the tail end of the decade, grasping to make sense of the last 10 years, when that ancient quote (actually from Gang Gang Dance in 2011) had already provided this decade’s temporal framework for what feeling and existing might look like this decade. Join us as we explore the music that helped define the decade for us. We are celebrating the end of the decade through lists, essays, and mixes.
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