38. Antony & The Johnsons - The Crying Light (2009)
Most Christmas music is shit but there are a few good ones from The Pogues, Eels and Grandaddy. I don't feel I have to listen to Christmas music to feel christmassy either. 'The Crying Light' is rich and sumptuous like delicious dark chocolate and every time listened to, it feels like deep indulgence, much like the festive season itself. Antony divides a lot of opinion, I've heard people saying that his voice is too forced, that his singing is too wet, or that he's a bit strange. I reject these accusations. His voice is an instrument and all singing voices are modified to sound a certain way. His voice isn't wet or dry, it's just a bit damp. And, nah he's not a clone, those are the ones that are weird. As for his third LP with the Johnsons, I feel it's more expanded in quality and diversity than 'I Am A Bird Now,' which though justifiably took a lot of plaudits midway through the decade, the artist really made his presence felt at the end of it, when we were awaiting and not hyping him so much.
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