Drake – ‘Hold
On (We’re Going Home)’ Well, duh. Of course this is the best song of the year.
Monkeys – ‘Do I Wanna Know?’ Congratulations to Arctic Monkeys for getting
their groove back this year and making music that sounds like they care again –
typified by this engorged, slow-burning number.
Camp – ‘Fresh’*Sigh* If only there was something anywhere near as good as this
swooning disco beauty on their self-titled second album…
Punk – ‘Giorgio By Moroder’ We all felt similarly let down by Random Access
Memories: “Wait, what do you mean it’s not got 13 ‘Get Lucky’’s? We demand
JUSTICE” (not the rival French electronic group – the abstract noun). This
explosive track was the album’s saving grace.
Gaga – ‘Do What U Want’ARTPOP’s finest cut by a long shot but how are we
supposed to respond to R.Kelly’s participation? How are we supposed to digest
Gaga’s sexualised live deliveries of this song which totally undermine the moral
message? And when will she stop caring about that week when people called her fat and start fighting back against the idea that she’s over? Seems just a
little bit more important…
of the Year
CARES? Why has every music criticism outlet bothered with an ‘Albums of 2013’
list? There has not been one single million-selling album this year. No one is
buying them. Even when big hitters release an LP it sells an okay amount (i.e.
enough to achieve a No. 1 debut) and then drops off the radar within a number of
weeks (if not, days). There’s just no point… We need music with staying power.
The Candelabra Devastatingly good cinema thanks to all the right ingredients: a "I can’t believe it is, but it damn well is" true story, sensitive character
portrayals and stunning visuals.
Morrissey’sAutobiography It was worth waiting for: Morrissey, in his own words. There
were lines which caused roaring laughter and passages that evoked intense
sadness. Did it make the author any more knowable? No, of course not. Did it
make you want to know everything about him? Yes, of course. Autobiography functions in the same way all of Morrissey’s lyrics do; posing as stark
confessionals but in actual fact are unravelable paradoxes.
year-end title for Morrissey is Best Trousers of 2013 for the airy flares he
sported at the Nobel Peace Prize Concert – very stylish.
of the Year
decision: Bruno Mars. For anyone who has had the pleasure of seeing his
Moonshine Jungle Tour you don’t need me blabbering on about his faultless versatility. His half-time show at the Superbowl will be the moment the
unconverted agree he is in the superstar league.