Well, it seems this number keeps jumping higher and higher. There was a clearer method of listening this year, with more time at home to set a practice around all things, listening was no different. On Friday mornings, I would set aside a couple of hours for discovery â something Iâd neglected to do consistently last year with my travel schedule. Iâd forgotten about the excitement of it. Iâd scour Bandcamp, search for blogs, text my pals who listen even more adventurously than I do and ask them to send me things. Iâd compile a list (by hand, foolishly) of any new release that got my interest. Ones I was expecting, ones from artists I knew well. But also ones from artists I was barely familiar with. Iâd go into the weekend with anywhere from 10â30 new albums to spin through while cleaning my house or doing laundry or playing a video game or (if youâre like me and pretty indifferent to most NBA announcers) watching a basketball game. What this me