By John Luposello
Reviews editor

There’s a lot of shit out there. Tons of it. If you’ve managed to find your way to 20 Watts, it’s probably because you enjoy music. Good music. That’s convenient. We like good music, too. Maybe even the best music.

Our generation is digital, unfocused, and medicated. We supplement our iTunes libraries like we do our health. Wake up, take a multivitamin, check your music blog of choice, find some tunes, add to the library, drink a beer, eat some breakfast. At any given moment, we’re adding something to ourselves.

We love to consume and the music market knows that, which brings me to my original point: there’s a lot of shit out there. Go to your iTunes library now. Check your “Recently Added” playlist. I guarantee there is some shit on there. Some good shit, some bad shit, some mediocre shit. There’s plenty of shit there, though, and it’s not entirely your fault. If you throw enough macaroni at the refrigerator, some is bound to stick. But there’s also plenty that ends up on the floor in front of your refrigerator and I don’t enjoy picking pasta off the floor.

Every morning, I spend far too much time clicking through the bookmarks on my web browser, most of which are music blogs. As I move from one page to the next, I encounter the same singles, the same mixtapes, the same sounds. As I scroll through, I click, listen and deem the track either a “yes” or a “no”. Occasionally, I find something good. My proportion of no’s to yesses paints a pretty bleak outlook of today’s music landscape, but there’s no way to avoid it. You’ll never know if a song’s worth it until you listen. And so we put up with the garbage so we can get a “yes” every now and then. I love getting a good “yes.”

But don’t despair. I’ve found a solution to the pasta on the floor. No longer will your kitchen floor be covered in uncooked pasta. I’m going to do you a favor and make this easy for you. I’m going to tell you exactly what you should be listening to every week. Maybe it’ll be a genre, maybe an artist, maybe just a song. Like that weird guy at the beach with a metal detector, I’m going to devote inappropriate amounts of time to finding the good stuff. And to get that good stuff, all you’ve got to do is keep coming back here. Pretty simple, yeah? I know. I’m a goddamn genius. And I have great taste in music. Lucky for you.

And with that, I give you the first installment