Best Albums of 2014

Quarter four is like the calm before the Year-End storm. And this year has been fucking nuts! I can’t sugar coat that shit. I got fatter. My exwife got skinnier. My kids got bigger and thus eat more and need new shoes all the time. I’ve stopped shaving. I never got that raise. And, the most egregious societal slight of all, I didn’t get famous. Like even a little bit.

These personal little Fuck you universe-isms pale in comparison to some of the shit society has gone through in the last quarter. People have literally taken to the streets because police keep killing people. And then everybody else mostly stayed home and posted support on social media or did other stuff like watch Big Bang Theory. DAS RACIST! With air strikes and drone attacks on foreign soil in ‘Mericah’s name, and pandemic diseases wheezing and having liquid bowel movements on our doorsteps, it seems like it all might come crashing down.

But I doubt it.

Who am I to comment on any of that shit really? I have my opinions and I’ll keep them to my mom’s Facebook comments, or in the streets where they belong. Here, here we talk about music. And goddamn it if the fourth quarter of our mother fucking lord’s year two-thousand and fourteen wasn’t pretty decent.

As usual you’re getting a variety of artists to unearth, relisten, or throw oozing handfuls of Ebola poop at. As long as that shit doesn’t get on my Fila’s bros, we all good. That’s them famous breaks and sheez. Each Syffal contributor brings his or her (I mean his, because who are we kidding, we’re probably super sexist and those Jezebel girls talk mad shit behind our backs!)… brings his own slant on what was great about the last three months. If I know my bros:

• Joel will pick a variety of music that the bald community can shine behind.
• Tom will still wonder why nobody else rolls hard for Jason Mraz.
• Emp will pick at least one local San Jose rapper none of us has heard of.
• Johnny won’t pick anything because he’s the only one of us having the sexy time with strangers.
• Ralph will forget to take off his backpack the whole time and only pick indie rappers.
• Del will go with all remixes from The Wknd or whatever the flower garland headband set is bumping these days.

As for me, I gotta hit Payless shoes because I might have spawned dat yung sasquatch! And in the end, I’m looking for the perfect soundtrack to that!