The effects-laden human voice is the signature instrument of our era; it’s poignant to hear something unmistakably biological fighting to be heard underneath multitracked digital trickery. Hip-hop was the first genre to realize the potential of this effect, but indie caught up in a big way in the 10s. The whirring electronic habitats of James Blake and Autre Ne Veut only resonate because of the vulnerable, confused people they harbor. Lambchop and Desire find warmth just beneath the circuitry, something purring and flickering like ghosts in the machine.