The one hundred and thirty-ninth classical recording: #246 Franz Schubert - Piano Trio in B flat major
As mentioned before, a lot of works like this are fairly abstract, and while I enjoy them it's hard to say something new about them. There's an energy in Schubert's work that's infectious, even the slower parts of the work have multiple things going on. They're well constructed, building well, and lovely to listen to.
The three hundred and eighty-sixth album: #386 Suicide - Suicide
With a heavy electronic sound, Suicide's rock stands out from its contemporaries. It doesn't go all in on the electronic sound - this is no Kraftwerk - but it presages later electronic work by leaning into that sound in a way that later works go for. It's the stronger fusion with rock music - not quite punk, not quite anything else that follows - that makes it feel a bit odd, with odd (semi-?)lyrics that don't fit anywhere else either. The album is an experience, that's for sure, but not one that's easy to absorb.