This column can be hard to write when I'm not in love with any album that comes out during a particular week. But it's a whole lot harder when I'm in love with way too many albums. This was one of those weeks. This is kind of a good problem to have, but there is simply too much great new music this week. It's out of hand. I can barely keep track of it all, let alone write about all of it. Four of the month of February's five or six best albums are coming out today, and this month hasn't exactly been hurting for good music. With their self-titled debut, Future Brown made an album of pan-global street music that finds connections between hard-as-fuck Chicago goon-rap and cerebral European club music without dumbing down either of them. Torche are maybe the best band in the world at combining huge, beyond-catchy melodies with throat-stomping riffage, and the new Restarter is their heaviest album in years. Most heartbreaking at all: Colleen Green's I Want To Grow Up is what happens when a Californian pop-punk stoner writes her own Exile In Guyville. It's an album full of wincingly specific observations and too-real emotional frankness and neck-snap hooks. It rules. I've gone back and forth for weeks on whether it should be Album Of The Week today. Any of those three albums would've been Album Of The Week last week, and most of them would've been if they'd come out next week. Hell, even the new Big Sean album is really good. But then there's Rose Mountain. And Rose Mountain is a force that I simply cannot deny.