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Josh Bradley’s Favorite Albums of 2024

**Sorry I’m a year late. Imagine you’re exactly one year younger when you read this.**

When I write out my Music Week column every week, the very first talking point I consider relates to whether the band or artist in question has released any new music in recent months. And I’m glad to say that at least three-quarters of the bands and artists I give some light to have released something new recently, which made my job a hell of a lot easier this year.

Like every year, I didn’t listen to every single one of these as they released, and it was more of a sporadic deal. There were months where I’d just listen to my standard playlist on repeat without even paying any mind to new releases. An example being how in the fall, it completely went over my head that Paul Simon—my favorite songwriter of all time—and Edie Brickell released a new single called “Bad Dream.” I won’t pretend that the advertising for it was awesome, but I was still shocked when I heard about it a few days after it released to streaming services.

As for the adventures I had this year? While I’m grateful, and there’s plenty for me to talk about (which I’ll spare you from) 2024 really saw reality smack me in the face so often, you’d think I was hanging out with the Three Stooges.

Unfortunately, my lifelong struggle with mental illness really got the best of me more than almost ever. While I was relieved (but still a little bewildered) to receieve a long overdue ADHD diagnosis in November, depression stayed more constant than it ever has in the 10 years I’ve been dealing with it. It lingered through all 12 months rather than popping its head in and out. It caused heavy procrastination (which is why you’re reading this in 2025), a perpetual lack of energy, and even days where I felt like I’m wasting my life away and taking it too easy on myself. I’ve also been facing a loss of faith in humanity in the wake of recent events (both nationally and in my personal life), but I’m relieved that I spent the last quarter of the year finally starting to get some answers and solutions to help me cope.

Needless to say, there were plenty of positives, such as getting my foot in the door of Denver’s music journalism scene (a city that I hope to be writing to you from this time next year), taking a drive down the east coast with one of my best friends, and interviewing Slash, a guy I never thought I’d get to speak to. Hopefully, those experiences are what I’ll remember 2024 for, along with the great material that released at the same time.

I have to say, narrowing down my top 12 this year wasn’t super easy, and I’ll go a little more into why as I go along with each of my picks. But for now, happy new year, my friends. 2025’s gonna be wild, so remember to hold your head up, love big, and don’t ever back down.

January: Green Day – Saviors

Let’s be honest with ourselves: While I could never stay mad at Billie Joe Armstrong’s smushy face, it’s been pretty easy to identify weak links in Green Day’s discography since the end of the 21st Century Breakdown era (minus Revolution Radio, of course.) Thankfully, the beginning of a new year saw the end of that creatively mid period. Saviors is a lot more contemporary than anything I’ve heard from the boys, but as an album, it sails about as smoothly as Dookie does. In a non-cheesy way, the tracks come off as more directly relatable—whether you’re suffering from lack of faith in your country, or you grew up with American Idiot and now have kids—and the tour behind this album was nothing short of extravagant. Basically, I’m scared for this era to end, because I’m enjoying the hell out of it.

February: Jacob Collier – Djesse Vol. 4

I try and tell myself that with all my stories, I have no room to complain if an artist’s team doesn’t give me free review tickets to their Tampa show once in a while. It happens. But the only time I have been genuinely sad about this type of rejection was when I never heard back from Jacob Collier’s team about setting me up for a ticket to his stop in St. Pete in May. I remember listening to Djesse Vol. 4 on one of my drives to Tampa, and while I knew Jacob was very well-educated as a musician, I didn’t know just how innovative and diverse his sound is. Not only does he have some amazing guest collaborators on here, but it might be a challenge to categorize these songs under specific genres, because there’s really no right answer. He delves into tabla and sitar territory, modern pop, chill house, and of course, his signature choir touch on a version of “Bridge over Troubled Water.” His spirit as a whole really just gives you hope for the future, and with any luck, it won’t be too much longer until he returns to the States for some more shows.

March: Candi Carpenter – Demonology

The Jesus and Mary Chain came back, Faye Webster made Rolling Stone, and Mannequin Pussy released a new album that it would tour behind, leading to a quick phone conversation I almost missed with Marisa Dabice in the fall. But when I wrote about a Candi gig happening right behind my other workplace a few weeks ago, I was really touched by the themes and lyrics behind their debut album, and just had to throw it on this list. Demonology is basically a massive, indie-pop therapy session for a Gen Z kid with plenty of childhood trauma to mask, with flashbacks centered around growing up in a conservative Christian environment, Carpenter having their queer awakening triggered by the pink Mighty Morphin Power Ranger, and spending time having their mental health heavily evaluated in school and a psych ward. Unfortunately, just about every Gen Z’er I know (myself included) has some degree of trauma. You know, growing up religious, facing sexual assault, being gaslit by people who say they love you…lots of things. I’m not sure what the demographic ended up being at Candi’s gig in Safety Harbor, but if it was full of people close in age to us, a reminder that we’re not alone would have been the perfect way to close out a year that felt very isolating at times.

April: Vampire Weekend – Only God Was Above Us

I could go on for hours about The Tortured Poet’s Department and how seeing Taylor Swift live on the six-month anniversary of the album was nothing short of a mind-flip. But since I suspect that album is gonna make countless other top 12 lists, I can’t help but rave about this New York band that I discovered right before COVID-19 hit. I kept seeing ads for Only God Was Above Us on Instagram, and though I wasn’t big into Vampire Weekend’s last album Father of the Bride, I really dug the guitar lick on “Classical” that was being used in the ad, so I figured I’d give it a shot. Ezra Ogden writes such underrated melodies and riffs, and the tracks on this album are no exception. There are tracks I could have cried to when I spontaneously put in my two-weeks notice at Chili’s mid-month, and there are a few that have joyful shades of Vampire Weekend’s debut album and its clean, surf-esque guitar tones. It’s killing me that these guys haven’t been to Tampa Bay in a decade, and I just think that they’d be ideal for Gasparilla Music Festival headlining set. There’s no lineup or date for 2025 yet, so I think the kids do stand a chance.

May: The Avett Brothers – The Avett Brothers

These guys were the last act to ever play a side stage at the late, great Tampa Innings Fest, and though I kinda put them on the back burner after seeing them twice in 2023 (once at Innings, and again opening for Willie Nelson at his Outlaw Music Festival), I found myself in need of a good cry over the summer, so I remembered “I and Love and You,” and from there, I just showered them with all the attention I wish I had given them before. Especially with this album, I still await the day Scott and Seth start a folk-rock revolution, even if their Broadway show does close after a month-and-a-half run. It worked out for Paul Simon, after all.

June: Meghan Trainor – Timeless

For as much as Meghan hyped this album up as a doo-wop project, I was shocked that she didn’t have any backup singers, or even a band with her when I saw the second night of her Timeless tour. Not that it was a bad show or anything—and forgive me if I’m coming off as a progress-hating curmudgeon—but she really missed out on the opportunity to pull off something special. Still a solid album though, which really did capture the, err, timeless sound that she promised.

July: Jack White – No Name

I was seriously ready to drive to Nashville when this one surprise-dropped, because Third Man Records was the only place you could get No Name for its first week or so. I started hoping that I would find a bootleg somewhere online, but as luck would have it, the album finally emerged to the public not long after its Nashvillians-only previews. Not quite as exciting as Fear of the Dawn, but still a compelling dawn of a new era for the White Stripe. God-willing, Jack liked Tampa enough in 2022 to come back for a run of No Name shows.

August: Doechii – Alligator Bites Never Heal

As if we weren’t proud enough of Doechii for opening for Doja Cat in 2023. Down here in Tampa, we’re all enthralled that a hometown girl has not only made it as big as she has, but is up for Best New Artist at the Grammys. If she wins any Grammys at all next year, don’t be shocked if it triggers more producers and execs poking around Tampa Bay for the next big thing. Because Lord knows they probably live around here somewhere. Hopefully, Doechii does a larger-scale tour for this album, because while she played a small (and I mean small) hometown gig at Crowbar Ybor earlier this year, even with my credentials, I didn’t have a chance in hell getting in there. Can’t wait to see what the Swamp Princess does next, though.

September: Coin – I’m Not Afraid of Music Anymore

Another album I didn’t hear until far more recently. I wanted to get photos of these guys at this year’s super-rainy Gasparilla Music Festival, but a few hours before Coin’s set, my camera contracted water damage and the screen pooped out, which caused me to bail for the day. Not long after, the  guys announced that they’d be back in town to play Jannus Live, with another GMF alum (and hometown artist), Aidan Bissett opening. I didn’t get to shoot it, but I still managed to get a ticket, so it was cool to hear most of the new album live, get a sense of closure, and meet Aidan after the show, who couldn’t have been kinder.

October: Tyler, the Creator – Chromakopia

What can you say about Tyler? He’s a visionary, and I hear he does an amazing show. This is probably his most soulful album to date, and there’s clearly some jazz influence in there as well. Hopefully, the tour behind Chromakopia is half as much of a spectacle as the pics I saw of the Call Me If You Get Lost tour were. (Update, 2025: Fuck you, Tyler for rejecting every media request at these shows. Thanks for shattering mine and my brother’s dreams.)

November: The Cure – Songs of A Lost World

People are out here saying that this is gonna be Robert Smith and friends’ last album together, with its themes of mortality and getting old. It took me a hot minute to get around to this one, and since I still kinda have my whole life ahead of me, I had a hard time relating to this one. I said the same thing about Bruce Springsteen’s Letter to You a few years ago though, so I think it’s gonna grow on me. Especially with my mindset, which is telling me that there will be another Cure tour, which unlike the most recent one, I will not miss for anything.

December: A Complete Unknown OST

Embarassingly enough, I still haven’t seen Tim-Tim portray the only singer-songwriter with a Nobel Prize. But man, the vocal training he got to sound like the Bard must have been superb. Not to mention some of the uber sweet harmonies he shares on here with Monica Barbaro as Joan Baez. I do remember listening to Chalamet’s versions of “Like a Rolling Stone” and “Girl From the North Country” upon their early release though, and the soundtrack as a whole has been giving me a glimmer of hope after a pretty bleak few weeks in both America and my life. Hopefully, the movie will do the same.

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Josh Bradley’s Favorite Albums of 2023

I’d be lying if I said that 2023 didn’t feel like a super quick blur, even though I had some pretty excellent adventures in the last 12 months. I got out and explored Tampa Bay more extensively, I made plans to move to the mountains by a certain year, and in terms of full-fledged adventures, I’d need a third hand to collectively count how many times I found myself at Tampa International Airport this year.

Through it all, there was plenty of hype in the new music scene, but this year, there were bigger comebacks on the list than I had seen since probably 2016.

Within a month of each other, Taylor Swift, The Rolling Stones, and *checks notes* The Beatles all released brand-new material. If you take Time Magazine’s Person of the Year out of the scenario, this hasn’t happened since 1969, with the respective releases of Abbey Road and Let It Bleed. But those aren’t my only three favorites, and I hate to say it, but even with one of the names mentioned making my annual top 12 list, I feel like I snubbed so much when writing it out. 

Obviously, both Taylor’s Versions that came out were brilliant, and I already own both of them on wax. But Graham Nash’s Now was on repeat on my drives to Tampa in the fall. Willie Nelson’s I Don’t Know A Thing About Love—made up entirely of Harlan Howard songs—dropped on the same day I saw him live for the first time at the Florida Strawberry Festival. Ed Sheeran’s – (minus) made me tear up while I was waiting in line at Magic Kingdom’s Seven Dwarfs Mine Train, And Meet Me @ The Altar’s debut album Past // Present // Future? Loved it. I blasted it all the way to St. Pete Pride and back.

I’ve also been a fan of The Zombies since high school, and I heard a few tracks from their new Different Game album at a gig in Clearwater in the spring of 2022. I enjoyed what I heard, but I gotta admit that I still haven’t sat down and listened to the full album yet. I still need to check out boygenius’ The Album, and (don’t hate me) the new Foo Fighters album. I’m reading Dave Grohl’s book right now, so maybe that’ll give me a push in the New Year. It looks like Yusuf/Cat Stevens has a new one out too, and I’m more open to giving that one a shot than stomaching The Steve Howe Band—I mean, err, Yes’ Mirror To The Sky.

I can honestly say that I didn’t listen to the vast majority of these until a few months after they were released, as I mainly stuck to my own playlists in 2023. But considering the situations we endure these days, let some new artists in our streaming queues be the scariest change we ever face. It won’t be, but I can dream, right?

Happy New Year, friends. As always, be strong, love big, and don’t back down.

January: We Are Scientists – Lobes

With the deaths of Jeff Beck, Lisa Marie Presley, and David Crosby within a week of each other, it was looking to be a pretty grim year at first. But if there’s anything I’ve learned about We Are Scientists—an indie-rock trio from California—it’s that whatever follows its act is bound to be unforgettable (read: Innings Festival 2022). The band’s eighth album Lobes adds to the trend of reviving ‘80s music, and takes on the sounds of Ultravox and Pet Shop Boys, with plenty of lyrics about expectations, honesty, and even a shout-out to math rock. Hope to see these guys headline Jannus Live at some point in the future.

February: Gracie Abrams – Good Riddance

While I wouldn’t say that J.J. Abrams’ daughter would be a great fit to soundtrack, say, another “Star Trek” film, Gracie Abrams’ sad-girl-indie debut album is surely the kickoff to an illustrious career that already has “opening for Taylor Swift” under its belt. Good Riddance has the minimalism of an early Joni Mitchell record and the lyrical catharsis of a Lana Del Rey record, and should Gracie toy around with other genres on her next album, she might end up starting up one of the biggest followings—be it cult or mainstream—of the decade.

March: Lana Del Rey – Did you know that there’s a tunnel under Ocean Blvd.

After waiting very patiently since my freshman year of high school, I finally got to see Lana Del Rey perform live in Tampa on September 25, and the show was part of a quick run promoting this latest album of hers. Lana has come such a long way since she dropped Born To Die 11 years ago (!), and the collaborations with Jon Batiste and Father John Misty—just to name a few—aren’t even what sticks out about Tunnel. Lana’s life story and beginnings are kept pretty cryptic, but it’s been said that the album—her best one as a whole since Honeymoon, in my opinion—is her most personal. She messes around with gospel, psychedelic, and of course, her standard orchestra-backed laments, all with a little production help from Jack Antonoff and his unmatched studio skills. It’s currently nominated for Album of the Year at the Grammys, and while I’m personally good no matter who wins, it’s about time Miss Lana takes home a Grammy, yeah?

April: Smokey Robinson – Gasms

I know, I know: We’re lucky to still have this national treasure with us. I’m not ungrateful for a second. But there’s just something slightly distressing about an 83-year-old man singing about sex, or more specifically, eyegasms. I don’t know how much ol’ Smokey watched Chef-era “South Park” while making this record—his first of original material since the late aughts—but at the very least, the latter half is slightly more wholesome, pertaining more to wanting to spend the rest of his days with someone, rather than exclusively thinking about, err, gasming. Luckily, I discovered this one a little later in the year, rather than in its month of release, in which I had my bottom two wisdom teeth removed and finally reunited with my best friend for the first time in five years, for the sake of seeing The Eras Tour.

May: Paul Simon – Seven Psalms

I had Seven Psalms up against Graham Nash’s Now for May, and my struggle to pick between the two is why you’re probably reading this in 2024. In the end, I went with Paul Simon’s thoughts about mortality, which came about after a post-farewell tour dream he had. His vocals have gotten a bit more quivery, but for what it’s worth, his acoustic guitar bits are just as solid and masterful as always. If you try and stream the 7-track album, it’s one giant, half-hour epic, rather than being chopped down to its septet of songs. As much as I’d want to add “Wait” to every playlist I have, perhaps that’s how Paul intended to execute it, so who the hell am I to question my all-time favorite songwriter? Well, about anything other than why on God’s green earth he, a New York kid of over 80 years, decided to move to Texas recently. I’m not expecting a tour behind this album (he said recently that he’d play some shows to bump Psalms, had it not been for COVID-related hearing loss), but if any gigs come about, look out for a review.

June: Rufus Wainwright – Folkocracy

My first man-crush duetting with Chaka Khan on a heavily slowed-down “Cotton-Eyed Joe” was not on my 2023 bingo card, but hey: Now I can confuse the hell out of karaoke bar regulars when I say how great Wainwright’s version is, just to realize that they have no idea who the hell I’m talking about until I mention “Shrek.” Rufus is continually giving the Wainwright clan an exceptional name with the way he can write operas and hypnotize his audiences without any sort of band behind him. It was fascinating but not shocking to see him take on some traditional folk semi-standards with some of the names he deserves to be A-list with (Brandi Carlile, John Legend), as well as a version of Van Dyke Parks’ “Black Gold,” with the guy who co-wrote The Beach Boys’ Smile right beside him. I think that a duet with Joni Mitchell is the only thing that would have made Folkocracy better than it already is, because what gay tenor doesn’t want to work with Joni?

July: Lukas Nelson & Promise of the Real – Sticks and Stones

In a post-Million Dollar Quartet (Elvis, Johnny Cash, Carl Perkins, Jerry Lee Lewis) world, amid an era featuring Jason Aldean and Morgan Wallen, it’s refreshing to see some country music that isn’t heavily manufactured. Alcohol is a recurring theme on Lukas’ eighth studio album (and I have to say, I don’t think I’ve laughed uglier than when I heard the intro to “Alcohallelujah”), but the melodies are catchy, the guitar work is clean, and honestly, it’d be no shock if Lukas spent time with his dad’s besties, The Highwaymen as a kid. He would have utterly exploded in the outlaw country scene during its heyday, had he been around for it. Also, did you know that Promise of the Real was Neil Young’s backing band for a time? Man, what a gig that would have been.

August: Quavo – Rocket Power

I took a listen to this one—the first Migos solo project to emerge after the murder of Takeoff last year—while working on a preview for a Quavo gig to happen at Tampa’s Armature Works. It basically takes you through his navigation process of mourning his bandmate-slash-nephew (who actually appears on this record) and also features guest spots from Young Thug and Future. I’m not gonna pretend that this is wholly my scene, but there’s no doubt in my mind that Migos had to have done a killer concert. Hopefully, there’ll be some unreleased material out soon, or maybe some unreleased Takeoff demos that Quavo and Offset could work on together to morph into new Migos material.

September: Bruce Springsteen – September 3, 2023, East Rutherford, NJ

I very nearly went with Stephen Sanchez’s Angel Face for September. Olivia Rodrigo’s Guts was great too, of course. But September 3, 2023 was a night I’ll never forget. I flew to New Jersey the day before, just so I could see The Boss in his homestate. It’s like seeing the Pope speak at the Vatican or seeing one of The Beatles perform in Liverpool. I caught Springsteen in Tampa, on opening night of his 2023 tour, and I guess the power of the E Street Band put me in such a frenzy that I was planning my fall venture a few weeks later. And as it turned out, I was right to attend the last date of a three-night stint at MetLife Stadium. I thought I’d have to chase “Jungleland” for years, but sure enough, Bruce’s encore kicked off with just that. “Lonesome Day” was a surprisingly epic opener, and “Spirit In The Night” has to be my favorite pre-Little Steven song of Bruce’s. You can’t find this on streaming services, but if you’re jonesing for some quintessential live Springsteen, do yourself a favor and just spend the $15 on nugs.net. As a guy who has been to nearly 500 live gigs, this was the best one I’ve ever seen, and probably ever will see.

October: The Rolling Stones – Hackney Diamonds

I’m still sad that I never got to see Charlie Watts live (I did buy Stones tickets right before the world shut down in 2020, though), but it’s comforting to know that one of his two contributions to Hackney Diamonds—believed to be his final recordings—happened to be with original bassist Bill Wyman, reuniting the band’s original rhythm section for the first time since 1989’s Steel Wheels. Steve Jordan does a great job on drums both live and on this album—the Stones’ best in decades, in my opinion—and I really admire how Mick, Keith, and Ronnie still manage to maintain their original sound and avoid taking the KISS route, relying solely on merchandise sales and lip-syncing on their fourth farewell tour. Ronnie Wood is now the only long-tenured Stone who has yet to pass his 80th birthday, but considering how solid of a rock album his now-octogenarian friends can make in 2023, something tells me that we haven’t heard the last of the mighty Rolling Stones.

November: Dolly Parton – Rockstar

“Now And Then” wasn’t the only new Beatles lore we got in November, you know. Paul McCartney and Ringo Starr—with Peter Frampton and Mick Fleetwood—were featured on Dolly Parton’s version of “Let It Be,” off of her long-promised, long-awaited rock album, which came about as a result of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame ignoring her request to not be inducted in 2022. Generally, when an artist releases an all-covers rock album, you start to feel like the downhill descent has commenced. But ol’ Dolly’s 30-track collection made up of mostly covers is a hardcore exception to that rule. The songs she chose to tackle for this album were recorded with both original artists (i.e: “Keep On Lovin’ You” with REO Speedwagon’s Kevin Cronin, “Every Breath You Take” with Sting, etc.), or other A-list musicians also willing to pay tribute. She couldn’t get the now-retired Bob Seger, so Chris Stapleton guest stars on “Night Moves,” and instead of a sick guitar section from Jimmy Page on “Stairway To Heaven,” Lizzo plays flute behind Dolly’s vocals. Truthfully, I never thought Dolly would turn to rock, but if you can get Steve Perry to return to the studio, reunite the remaining Beatles, and put respective collaborations with Kid Rock and Stevie Nicks on the same album, why hide away your talents?

December: Peter Gabriel – i/o (In-Side Mix)

Genesis may not have needed Peter Gabriel for its final bow in 2022, but the band’s ex-frontman is finally back after what felt like an eternal hiatus. As it turns out, i/o has been in the works since before I was born and was even partially recorded while he was on tour with Sting in 2016. It’s difficult to dive deep into simple terms regarding this record’s eclectic, modernized sound, but at a point in his life where some artists his age are only revisiting old material and pathetically trying to stay relevant with half-assed new songs (I said “some,” not “all”), Gabriel’s lyrics about struggling with quintessential loss and making peace with how short life is could win him a Grammy in 2025. Oh, and considering the success behind his tour promoting i/o last fall, I’m thinking that a second U.S. leg is going to go down in 2024. This man has never been to Tampa, so the mental preparation for TicketMaster’s verified fan program has officially started on my end.