"castle fun park" was my nickname in college actually

#62 Water Damage In E

An absolute mammoth 80 minute drone masterpiece most appreciable at max volume—surprisingly formed, an excellent intro to the genre—evoking Parson Sound, capped by a Shit & Shine cover. Like the band says on their Bancamp page: "Drone until you hear god speak."

#63 Mannequin Pussy I Got Heaven

A revelation in this year's punk and scene, this album almost feels ritualistic in its rage, the album constantly driving forward, capped by a devastating triptych in “Nothing Like,” “I Don’t Know You,” and “Sometimes”.

#64 Tinashe Quantum Baby

Tinashe's short and sweet record stands an exercise in depth and simplicity. From top to bottom, the album maintains this underwater feel that strips away all scaffolding--and by the time you reach Nasty, it's all been worth the build-up and wait.

#65 Chinese American Bear Wah!!!

My great rule of restaurants is do one thing well; Chinese American Bear's sophomore record is no different. This is tight and well-crafted mando-pop out of Seattle, each track an infectious little morsel of immense perfection, nailing it each time.

#66 worlds greatest dad Better Luck Next Time

These songs, somewhere between emo power pop and self-described "redneck emo", are straight-through infectious, the kind of stuff that has to be played loud late at night on a long drive to fully appreciate how much is jammed into each song.

#67 Rosie Tucker UTOPIA NOW!

Rosie Tucker's latest does so many things incredibly well, most majestic among them how effortless and versatile their hooks are, each song feeling both carefully arranged and as loose as refrigerator poetry.

#68 NØ MAN Glitter and Spit

NØ MAN's latest is a straightforward hardcore record with strong highlights around savage skramz vocals; absolutely rife with cathartic lyrics and ruthless intention, the polish on this one only growing in shine with further listening.

#69 Chastity Belt Live Laugh Love

Chastity Belt's latest is endlessly cool, dripping in simplicity. This record is in all honestly, mostly guitar tone and whispered vocals, drifting at times into some haunting mid-80s chillwave or noise rock release. This album feels like hearing a secret.

#70 Nala Sinephro Endlessness

Evoking Alice Coltrane and Pharoah Sanders, Sinephro's Endlessness lives up to its name, expansive and meditative, evoking lush space-y landscapes that serves as a backdrop for Afrofuturism, simultaneously backdrop and forwards push for infinite tales to be told.

Now get this, we feed the rats to the cats / and the cats to the rats and get the cat skins for nothing / We feed the rats to the cats and the cats to the rats / and get the cat skins for nothing

#71 Urvanovic Let's Not Be Here

Urvanovic sit in this fantastical, extravagant space filled with dancing instruments, a world unto itself. It's one of those records that almost feel self-deconstructing, such that the next listen is new and reinvented. An absolute smash for fans of Polyphonic Spree.