I never felt I listened to enough new albums in a year to justify putting a best albums of the year list. It seems everyone writes one, including two my friends Eric and Kevin — both lists of which I’ve discovered a lot of new bands. I wasn’t a fan of either of theirs this year, and I let them know — so here’s my response, in no particular order.
Going to a Nets game in Brooklyn is not as easy as going to East Rutherford or Newark while living Hoboken. In their third year in Brooklyn, I’ve attended one Nets game, where I used to go to a dozen in the swamp.