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Albums of 2011

These are my favourite albums of 2011. I'm not saying they are the best, merely the ones I've listened to and enjoyed the most.

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1. Glasvegas - Euphoric /// Heartbreak \\\
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2. PJ Harvey - Let England Shake
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3. Mogwai - Hardcore Will Never Die But You Will
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4. Cold Cave - Cherish The Light Years
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5. True Widow - As High As The Highest Heavens And From The Center To The Circumference Of The Earth
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6. Austra - Feel It Break
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7. Anna Calvi - Anna Calvi
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8. The Horrors - Skying
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9. Zola Jesus - Conatus
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10. EMA - Past Life Martyred Saints
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11. White Lies - Ritual
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12. Chelsea Wolfe - Apokalypsis
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13. Eddie Vedder - Ukelele Songs
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14. WU LYF - Go Tell Fire To The Mountain
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15. Lykke Li - Wounded Rhymes
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And I don't really like the album that much, but this is my favourite single and video of the year

She Wants Revenge - Take the World



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But mostly I've been listening to Tindersticks. Their five disc collection of Claire Denis film scores was released this year. This is Another Night In, which is not part of this collection, but I like this mix with clips from the movie 'The Girl on the Bridge'



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Lest We Forget
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2010: Crystal Castles - II
2009: Manic Street Preachers - Journal For Plague Lovers
2008: Foals - Antidotes
2007: Calvin Harris - I Created Disco
2006: Yeah Yeah Yeah's - Show Your Bones
2005: LCD Soundsystem - LCD Soundsystem
2004: !!! – Louden Up Now
2003: Yeah Yeah Yeah's - Fever to Tell

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