I said I was going to do this at least a month ago, so here we are - my favourite music of 2025! All album and EP titles and their artists are written in the image descriptions of the cover art.
Please share your favourite music from 2025 in the comments!
First, my 10 favourite albums of 2025 in no particular order:
My 5 favourite EPs of 2025 in no particular order:
Some honorary mentions: Exodus - Aaron Rowe, There Is No Ship - Rose Betts (thanks @jonsaremembers!), Committed To A Bit - Corook, Forever Is A Feeling - Lucy Dacus, Who's The Clown - Audrey Hobert, Play - Ed Sheeran, Double Infinity - Big Thief, Growing Pains - Trousdale, Man's Best Friend - Sabrina Carpenter, DREAMSICLE - Marren Morris, Everybody Scream - Florence + The Machine, Watercress - S. Carey, From The Pyre - The Last Dinner Party, Not For Lack OF Trying - dodie, What Would I Look Like Without A Brave Face - Ryan Nealon.
Finally, albums that I'm looking forward to this year: Porcelain - Peach PRC, Cloud 9 - Megan Moroney, Appalachia - Emily Scott Robinson, Raye's 2nd album (title tbc)
What were your favourite albums/EPs of 2025, and what are you looking forward to this year???
i didn’t get tagged i saw this and decided to do it because ive done it in real life. my kinda shitty old car came with a six disc changer and a copy of the frozen soundtrack.
rules: you just got a kind of shitty old car and it doesn't have bluetooth. you can only buy 7 CDs and you can't repeat an artist. what are you getting?
when i first got my car my line up was:
Kid Krow - Conan Grey
Evermore - Taylor Swift
Frozen Soundtrack - Disney
The Show - Niall Horan
Sour - Olivia Rodrigo
Stick Season - Noah Kahan
Good Witch - Maisie Peters
current line up:
At the Beach in Every Life - Gigi Perez
Wishbone - Conan Grey
1989 TV - Taylor Swift
Short n’ Sweet - Sabrina Carpenter
Good Witch - Maisie Peters
Good Grief - Leanna Firestone (technically doesn’t exist on cd but a girl can dream)
Keith sat back on his haunches, tail twitching before settling around him. Limin looked at him questioningly – he was one of the smaller ones, though by the way he carried himself, not among the younger ones. Short, pointed ears like a cat and dark blue-purple stripes running along his back across warm yellow fur. “Aren’t you hungry?”
“I’ll eat after you,” Keith replied easily. One, he was still kinda disgusted with himself for the whole thing, honestly, and trying to eat his kill now would probably just make him throw it back up, and two, with the way Xara and Rinnow were fighting over ribs, Keith figured he was much safer waiting for everyone’s hunger to die down first.
Rinnow, the smaller twin – Keith was maybe assuming a lot, calling them twins, but both had the same short red fur and yellow eyes – clambered over to him, having lost her challenge to her sister. Her tail was bushed up unhappily, and Keith suppressed the urge to groom it back to tidiness. “I’m bored.”
“We’ll head back soon,” Keith said, pulling the grass. It was a bit different from anything on Earth – despite being dry, and looking brittle, it had an almost elastic quality when bent. If Keith had more time, he’d consider weaving something more elaborate, but as it were, he really did have to start corralling the kits back to the burrow within the next few doboshes.
Pulling the top half of his Blade suit off over his head, he sliced through the stitching – seam – Keith wasn’t actually quite sure how they were made, but there was a line where the two fabrics met, and he cut it. It wasn’t going to be perfect, since he wasn’t exactly in the habit of carrying around a sewing kit, nor had he ever really bothered to know how to do much more than what he needed to repair old clothes, but it should hold together long enough that he could secure tomorrow’s meal.
Rinnow watched him, entranced, and plucked a few grass shoots of her own to weave, though hers seemed less… woven, more twisted around eachother in the hopes that it would become the same as Keith’s. It was – was stupidly endearing, and Keith almost missed the loop with his next movement. He tested the hold – eh, good enough. The grass gave it a kind of stretching quality, on top of the inherent give of the uniform’s material. All he had to do now was wait for the feeding frenzy to die down.
Yila – one of the most Galra-looking kits, if not for the pale white patches across her fur, seemingly at random – dropped the bone she’d been gnawing on – probably for the marrow, and Brye, the little bat-flying-squirrel looking one, snatched up the discarded bone to see what he could get from it. Despite the, you know, entire carcass behind him. Keith took the space they’d left and began cutting off sections of meat – with his knife, thank you very much.
"is my anger learned or was it in my code? passed down from your father's father, prophesied and predisposed. a generational curse, that'll only get worse, rotting out our family tree. It didn't start with you, but it'll end with me"
