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Música de Elevador

As minhas dez escolhas da música que ouvi em 2009, devidamente suportadas pelas palavras de quem sabe... Sem qualquer ordem de preferência.

Camera Obscura, My Maudlin Career
My Maudlin Career is the kind of record that exists to reward those both mad, and sad, in love. [NME]

Girls, Album
Studio majesty be darned, this could prove a modern classic regardless. [The Guardian]

The Pains Of Being Pure At Heart, The Pains Of Being Pure At Heart
The Pains of Being Pure at Heart simply made a slyly confident debut that mixes sparkling melodies with an undercurrent of sad bastard mopery. [Pitchfork]

Fuck Buttons, Tarot Sport
Tarot Sport doesn’t pause to bang or whimper. Tarot Sport accelerates. [Drowned In Sound]

Grizzly Bear, Veckatimest
For those patient enough to wait for this record to relinquish its quiet delights, the treasures waiting to be discovered it are rich indeed. [NME]

Yeah Yeah Yeahs, It's Blitz!
It’s Blitz! is the sound of a band reborn with new momentum, and on an album that requires dancing, the message is clear: It doesn’t matter where you came from. Just keep moving. [Blender]

The XX, The xx
The xx recorded not only the year’s best debut but also one of its best albums, period. [Prefix Magazine]

Phoenix, Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix
There's beauty in a sunset. Phoenix are wringing it out. [Pitchfork]

Bill Callahan, Sometimes I Wish We Were An Eagle
As if in an attempt to gain the attributes of the album’s namesake bird, the songs on Eagle feel like they’re rising on thermals, shifting and soaring effortlessly where the wind takes them. And occasionally they dive right for your throat. [PopMatters]

Bat For Lashes, Two Suns
Dark, but never needlessly so, Two Suns offers a rich, distinct world of subterranean lullabies, spacey timbres, and ghostly beauty. [Slant Magazine]

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