Beyoncé ruined my year-end essay.
When you stop and think about it, comparing albums from January and February with those in November and December might not make all that much sense anymore (if it ever did).
Reflektor’s collision of familiarities, arty pretentions, lengthy tracks, unwillingness to explain itself (and the winks it delivers when it seems to)… amounts to an album that, while rarely a difficult listen, rejects easy understanding.
Photos, thoughts and feelings from Halifax’s most epic of music extravaganzas.
Wondering what to expect from this year’s Halifax Pop Explosion? Wonder no further.
Non-album tracks are probably getting out to more people, more quickly, than ever before. But rarely are these songs transcendent, or suggestive of exciting alternate routes for these bands. They feel like what they actually are: musical almost-rans.
There are many, many embarrassing things about Grantland’s “Battle for the Best Song of the Millennium.” At the top of the list: how obsessed I am with it.