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In an effort to a) disprove my brother, who claims that I only listen to progressive rock, and b) please my inner OCD child, here are my favourite albums of 2007 (in order of absolutely no preference, because I hate numbering things):

The Go! Team - Proof of Youth
The gig they did at Way Out West was one of the best shows I went to this year; the audience, of course, seemed to consist of only Death From Above 1979-fans and other dance-hungry indie kids.
Favourite track: Keys to the City

Radiohead - In Rainbows
Never leave me, Thom Yorke.
Favourite track: House of Cards

LCD Soundsystem - Sound of Silver
At the risk of sounding like every music critic in the northern hemisphere (well, considering the list so far, I already do), but this album is really surprisingly good. Both hilarious and sadly true (North American Scum), and still excellent dance-punk (Us v Them).
Favourite track: North American Scum

New Young Pony Club - Fantastic Playroom
Like a funnier, electric version of Le Tigre (who I never could love properly, anyway).
Favourite track: Ice Cream

Arcade Fire - Neon Bible
A little Springsteen (or, as in the case of (Antichrist Television Blues), a lot of Springsteen), bells, and a lot of hype that they somehow lived up to.
Favourite track: Keep the Car Running

The White Stripes - Icky Thump
Comments are redundant, I believe.
Favourite track: I'm Slowly Turning Into You

Kings of Leon - Because of the Times
I don't know how, but they've managed to become a better band with every album.
Favourite track: Knocked Up

Mark Ronson - Version
I didn't believe the hype. Then I bought his second album and decided that he was a man who really knows how to arrange horns. (Translation: I love everything on this record.)
Favourite track: Valerie

I've also listened a lot to (and liked) The Flying Club Cup by Beirut; Miss Li's God Put a Rainbow in the Sky and Architecture in Helsinki's Places Like This, as well as a few albums from 2006: Amy Winehouse's Back to Black; Alright, Still by Lily Allen and The Pipettes' début, We Are The Pipettes. Oh, and Robyn's self-titled record. Other than that, this was the year of Bob Dylan; I have a long-standing obsession with Fourth Time Around.