Why wasn't I informed of this?

Okay, I'll admit it. I'm a little piqued over this. I've got a pretty wide range of tentacles and feelers out for new music — maybe not Nick Hornby levels of inner-siesmograph fluttering-antennae receptivity for the distant rumblings of the Next Big Thing, but better than most of my friends. This year for example I already have two warm recommendations: Tegan and Sara's Heartthrob, a pop album of gorgeous inventiveness, which manages to pull of the old ABBA trick of maximum melodic variation within maximum melodic repetition (it's harder than it sounds). Also, the latest album from Paul Simon's son, the eponymously titled Harper Simon. Here's the thing though: it was released in 2009. How did this happen? How did an album that I love as much as this one — and if I say that it's like listening to a long lost Simon &  Garfunkel album, produced by T Bone Burnett you will understand that I love it more than I do some (very distant) relatives —  have come to my attention almost four years after it came out, given that I have spend every waking hour trawling the megahertz, fine-combing the crumbs from the table of the Zeitgiest, ear pricked for anything resembling an album even half as good as Simon's. I mean, c'mon people! DJs! Awards mavens! Movers! Shakers! Opinion makers! Why have you not been shouting at the top of your lungs to alert me to this thing? You're too shagged out from the effort of throwing Adele at me? Simon's album should be festooned with Grammy's. I should be complaining that they've picked it up in Starbucks.  Maybe I'm not as toe-tappingly "with it" as I like to think. And yes I know that dad wrote 3 of the songs, and that there's something a little weird about a son sounding so much like his father, and that the whole thing sounds like the clock stopped in 1973 but seriously, it would take Mr-Magoo levels of obliviousness for me not to have noticed the beauty of this.