Tongue-in-cheek sarcasm aside, this tradition began four years ago and was so well-received that I just had to do it again in 2018. Music sales, popularity, playing to swaths of adoring fans, those should all come second, because if you made it on this list, then you made it baby. Intentionally named to be as gaudy and opulent as possible, these awards are the highest honor that I, a music blog with impeccable taste, can possibly bestow upon an artist. Where are the EPs and splits? Where are the weird headlines? Where are the cover songs? Where are the other formative musical events of the year that donвЂ™t fit into the album format? ThatвЂ™s why I created The Diamond Platters. A simple countdown doesnвЂ™t do the year justice. Sure, you can revisit the big hits, the 10 out of 10s, and the cultural touchstones, but the format itself is limited. A 3-page listicle of 50 different one-paragraph album write-ups has never felt indicative of the year. IвЂ™m always curious to see what the critical consensus is and where my favorites rank among the lists (if at all), yet thereвЂ™s something so off about the whole thing. Vindictive as I sound, I do have a strange affinity for List Season.

Yes folks, itвЂ™s that wonderful time of the year where every other mainstream music publication stumbles over themselves to write compelling one-paragraph write-ups on the same 50 albums as every other blog.

Not the holidays, not Christmas, not Hanukkah, but List Season.

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