Bon Iver sings about robot dogs. Nick Cave does a wicked Tom Waits impression. Erykah Badu covers Roberta Flack... in space. Even with its flaws, it's hard to think of a more memorable disc released this year than Heady Fwends.
The Texan synth-popper follows his playful 2009 debut with an album that has little time for play...or for hooks, melody, or discernible emotion. Well-assembled, though. (Note: review does not contain the phrase 'chillwave.')