In which necessity is the mother of re-invention.
Don't bore us, get to the Frazier Chorus.
It's one of Kirsty MacColl's greatest songs. Terry's ALL GOLD.
Category is: dancefloor eleganza. Yes, it's the Morales-booster that is "I'm the One You Need".
In which familiarité breeds contentement.
Ooh-aah, just a Little Bit: the greatest pop moment of 2016.
1991: the year that wanted to sex you up. Possibly one of the reasons why Eg and Alice never troubled the charts.
Film star in Moomin-pop-courtly-love-quite-good-album shocker!
Probably the best record ever made about the fuzziness of falling in love.
You're a mid-tempo, mid-eighties filth-fest, I'm a downtown, downbeat guy.
Yes, it is that Running Up That Hill.
Christmas. It's for the grown-ups really, isn't it?
The entire pop career experience squeezed into a little under two years: it's the one and only Billie Piper!
Look, we can argue about whether this is technically a hit or not until the cows come home but it might just be THE GREATEST CHRISTMAS RECORD EVER. So, um, there.
Because nothing says "feel good" like a dose of Apocalypse Pop.
Amazing pop stars at the top of their game in not-disappointing-in-the-slightest collaboration shocker! It can only be Cyndi Lauper and the Bangles.
Who's for some Vick's and lemon gin?
Oh my darling, look my way.
Where do Brücken hearts go? The bargain bin, sadly.
Not that Love Hangover. The other Love Hangover.