Top Singles of 2004, or how I learned to stop worrying and spout off what everyone else is
2004 has found me listening to more music than ever before. Mainly that is because some how, some way, I didn't grow up listening to music. This means that my list really is meaningless, as I can't spout off platitudes of how this year is better/no worse!/nah, it's just average/fuck you! it's the best ever! or anything like that. So I'm just going to tell you what my three favorite singles are.
They aren't original choices. Hell, two of them are cheating, as I'm not sure the Streets has released "Dry Your Eyes" in the states yet, and "This Fire" is going to be the next FF single here. But oh fucking well.
1. Modest Mouse – Float On
Is there a better song being played on modern radio right now? I mean, until the Scissor Sisters get "Tits on the Radio" out there to the new rawk masses. It doesn’t matter how many times I listen to Float On, how often the radio bleeds it out, I still turn around and listen to it again and again.
2. The Streets – Dry Your Eyes
This was very unexpected from Mr Skinner. Geezers need excitement, but they need a little tenderness, too. Even though I’d love to hear it, I’m glad Chris Martin got axed. Skinner handles this flawlessly with his unbeautiful voice. You can really believe he has nothing left without her, but Martin's voice, well that's the voice of someone who has babies named Apple and wives named Gwyneth.
3. Franz Ferdinand – The Dark of the Matinee
THIS FIRE?!?!?!? THIS FIRE OVER MATINEE?!?! WHAT ARE YOU THINKING! I suppose you are thinking that This Fire sounds more like Take Me Out, and stupid Americans will be able to appreciate it. Plus, who doesn't like to burn shit? Oh well. Matinee made me believe in Franz Ferdinand. I listened to the first three songs and I was agreeable but not exactly shaking my fucking ass; nothing inside of me was out of control or on fire. But then Kapranos says
"You take your white finger/slide the nail under/the top and bottom buttons on/my blazer/"
and I woke up, and looked these bastards in the eyes. Plus, who doesn't like the dark of the matinee?
Oh, and if the Scissor Sisters released their cover of Take Me Out, I might have to extend this list to four.
Now after all that talk of cheating, I have to say that if I was doing a best song list, it would be different. But to choose the best damn song of the year? Jesus. I need to listen to more records.
They aren't original choices. Hell, two of them are cheating, as I'm not sure the Streets has released "Dry Your Eyes" in the states yet, and "This Fire" is going to be the next FF single here. But oh fucking well.
1. Modest Mouse – Float On
Is there a better song being played on modern radio right now? I mean, until the Scissor Sisters get "Tits on the Radio" out there to the new rawk masses. It doesn’t matter how many times I listen to Float On, how often the radio bleeds it out, I still turn around and listen to it again and again.
2. The Streets – Dry Your Eyes
This was very unexpected from Mr Skinner. Geezers need excitement, but they need a little tenderness, too. Even though I’d love to hear it, I’m glad Chris Martin got axed. Skinner handles this flawlessly with his unbeautiful voice. You can really believe he has nothing left without her, but Martin's voice, well that's the voice of someone who has babies named Apple and wives named Gwyneth.
3. Franz Ferdinand – The Dark of the Matinee
THIS FIRE?!?!?!? THIS FIRE OVER MATINEE?!?! WHAT ARE YOU THINKING! I suppose you are thinking that This Fire sounds more like Take Me Out, and stupid Americans will be able to appreciate it. Plus, who doesn't like to burn shit? Oh well. Matinee made me believe in Franz Ferdinand. I listened to the first three songs and I was agreeable but not exactly shaking my fucking ass; nothing inside of me was out of control or on fire. But then Kapranos says
"You take your white finger/slide the nail under/the top and bottom buttons on/my blazer/"
and I woke up, and looked these bastards in the eyes. Plus, who doesn't like the dark of the matinee?
Oh, and if the Scissor Sisters released their cover of Take Me Out, I might have to extend this list to four.
Now after all that talk of cheating, I have to say that if I was doing a best song list, it would be different. But to choose the best damn song of the year? Jesus. I need to listen to more records.
1 Comments:
Your choices are pretty retarded. That is all.
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