And you'll quit having dreams about a swan dive to the hard asphalt

Waxahatchee -"Swan Dive" (Cerulean Salt)

I've kind of slept on this album for a few months, but I have rectified that error and am here to tell you that this is the realest shit I've heard in a good long while. Every song on this album is a stripped-naked, diary entry tableau  of some incredibly vivid probably-less-than-stellar moment in the life of singer Katie Crutchfield. I often shy away from "relationship-y" albums because they sort of make me feel weird because I have had bad luck in that arena. But these songs are good enough to overcome all your fears that you're gonna die alone. That's high praise.