(Mini) Viva Forever! Brand new contributor Joe Anderton with a cautionary tale of bad scheduling that consigned one of pop's most exciting new acts to the dumper.
Paul Simon - probably the first artist who made me sit up and think "this music lark is definitely for me".
Chaka plays pop.
In which Dan asks the question "do singles even exist anymore?" The short answer is of course "no, not really and we sort of have Beyoncé to thank for it". But we'll let him delve a little deeper via discussion of the unbridled filth-fest that is "Ego".
Sort of a discussion about how versions are very important to die-hard pop fans, but mainly about how brilliant "Out of Touch" is.
You've had your chance, now we've got the mandate. If you've changed your mind, I'm afraid it's too late.
From "Play With Me" - the decade's other great lost pop album - it's Lene from out of Aqua with the quite frankly terrific 2003 flop "Pretty Young Thing".
Why do some pop stars only ever seem to have hits here with duets or movie themes? It's all so unfair.
It's 1974 and Donna Summer, prior to becoming the first lady of everything, speaks out on terrorism and police incompetence. Wait, come back!
From the file marked "Bands we never quite got round to buying even though they were dead good" - it's the amazing Dubstar.
California, here we come.
Ah, the long-distance love song. Where would pop be without telephone operators who can't do their job properly?
1988 is a long time ago now, but I'm still driving in the rush hour.
Pop: expressing how we feel so we don't have to. Thank goodness for that.
This time last week I'd never heard of Colors. Now "Never Mind" is one of my favourite records and I'm busy inserting it into all my memories of 1985.
Everyone wants to be a Disney princess. Especially our American correspondent Dan Poliak. He's almost there!
The final (proper) single from Bucks Fizz, and if you ask me they saved the best for last.
Australia: REALLY good at pop. We shall be spending more time there...
In which Whigfield, the generally-a-bit-rubbish "Saturday Night" hitmaker, returns with an actual cracking number under her proper name.
A straight to the bargain bin bomb from the end of an era. Shouldn't be fabulous but is.