The compilation will not be made available on streaming services or separate purchase, but rather will be made available exclusively to donors to the site's accompanying Indiegogo campaign.
A note from Lapatine published with the project's announcement explained the need for such a fundraising drive. We risk shutting down before we even got a chance to get going as an independent entity. We have a plan to modernize and just need to survive this tough time in order to execute it. Search term. Billboard Pro Subscribe Sign In.
Top Artists. Top Charts. The National, Sharon Van Etten, Clipping and more have tapped into s nostalgia as they rally around a struggling staple of independent journalism.
Words by Skye Butchard. Featuring many artists the site has championed over the years, such as Illuminati Hotties and Hand Habits as well as some truly heavy hitters like The National , Sharon Van Etten and Mac Demarco , the comp was a chance to support the magazine and celebrate its history through a particularly tough financial period.
Though a full list of artists was announced in advance, we had no idea what songs would be covered. What better way to entice music fans than combining nostalgia with nerdy predictions? Covers in general seem to be having their own comeback in recent months, thanks to ridiculous projects from the likes of Weezer and A. Cook who upend expectations for what makes a good cover.
This list is the finale of my weekly pop column, The Week In Pop , which means the picks are mine and mine alone, not something the Stereogum staff voted on together. And as always, some of these songs were technically released in , but their impact on was massive. Like the parameters of pop itself, the ranking system was difficult to define but intuitive enough.
Just watch. But if Steinfeld insists on it, she might as well do it with a titanic chorus as blunt and effective as its masturbation metaphors. The chorus absolutely soars. Being a basic bastard has never sounded so good. An introverted soul instant classic. Kendrick Lamar feels the same way.
What a time to be alive. Kelly was shoehorned into just about every televised awards show this year, and although she might not be actually-popular enough to merit such treatment, her charmingly straightforward pop is better than 90 percent of the sonic refuse that made it on stage at the VMAs, AMAs, or whichever MAs you happened to be hate-watching on a given evening.
I will fight you about this. That once-ubiquitous Mustardwave production suddenly sounds almost as dated as the Whitney Houston classic Jeremih liberally interpolates here. So what? Everything about the production here is impeccable, especially that sonic twinkle that ghosts in and out of the mix. Forget about the Tinder stunt and just focus on this brisk, whistling beauty.
Who would have ever predicted crunchy dubstep drop purveyor Skrillex breaking into pop radio by turning dancehall riddims into soda-can fizz? That shift from minor-key darkness on the verses to major-key reverie on the chorus is flawless.
The novelty dance song to end all novelty dance songs. In one sense, Silento will be forever ensconced in , a fossil in amber; in another sense, he will be with us always, joining us at weddings and bar mitzvahs for the duration of eternity.
By the end of the year, Future had reclaimed the upper hand in the post-breakup musical sweepstakes, but this expert throwback to the days of Brandy and Monica was a painfully gorgeous reminder of which half of the former couple retains the moral high ground. The last line is the killer. This was a late release, but it rightly ruled urban radio throughout the early months of We still need an official version of this song without J.
When I polled the staff on which CRJ songs to include here, I got about 10 different suggestions, and while any of them would have made sense here, including all 10 of them would not. So consider this pick representative of the whole album. Whereas indecisiveness is what drives Bieber mad here, that push and pull between poles is what renders this song such a gorgeous glide.
When Tove Lo sings about fucking around, she does not fuck around.
0コメント