Something warm and crispy is tickling the inside of my ear canal. It travels through my cochlear labyrinth, where the sensory hair cells sway with the vibrations and generate electric signals, which in turn fire the synapse towards my primary auditory cortex. Somewhere within the Wernicke’s area of my cerebral cortex it all makes sense, and my hand moves, and my heart palpitates, and the trees sway, and the leaves fall. When asked if I would rather lose my hearing or my sight, I always choose the latter. In complete and total silence of the world, the void would make my soul implode. Because even the fishtanks need music.

NOTE: ALL ENTRIES ARE LISTED IN ALPHABETICAL ORDER BY ARTIST

Antonymes The Licence To Interpret Dreams Hidden Shoal		David Wenngren & Christopher Bissonnette The Meridians Of Longitude And Parallels Of Latitude Home Normal
Emanuele Errante Time Elapsing Handheld Karaoke Kalk		Ezekiel Honig Folding In On Itself Type
Fabio Orsi Stand Before Me, Oh My Soul Preservation		Fjordne Charles Rendition Kitchen
Marcus Fjellström Library Music 1 Kafkagarden		Offthesky The Beautiful Nowhere hibernate
Scissors And Sellotape For The Tired And Ill At Ease Facture		Winterlight Hope Dies Last n5MD

Make sure to return here tomorrow for yet another thematic list of favorite albums! See our selections in Headphone Commute’s Best of 2011.