Damn it, Janet. Dan Poliak on the complete madness of 2004.
In which necessity is the mother of re-invention.
Don't bore us, get to the Frazier Chorus.
Had it, lost it, got it back on his own terms: here's Derek on the very wonderful Darren Hayes.
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!
She's just some pop star that you used to know. As it turns out, a ruddy brilliant one.
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.
Alphabeat exerted a certain fascination on the British public in 2008 - for precisely three singles. The fourth, annoyingly, was AMAZING.
Stewart writes about embracing the new, as long as it sounds a bit old.