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It’s like a one night stand. Enjoyable in the moment and quickly forgotten the next day. Thanks for reminding me I need to listen to Exploding Hearts…right now.
Bono looks like the marsupial from the Lion King in the photo above.
Goldstein can have Katie Holmes. There is nothing I would not eat out of Feist’s anus.
All these lists are inherently useless. You know what you like, and unless you’re low on self-esteem (somebody who needs their tastes validated by others) these lists are onanism for the groundlings.
I won’t ever remember a single lyric no matter how many times I listen to this but damned if a pair of headphones, alcohol and/or splif, and this album put’s me into a sonic coma. It’s like the audio version of “Where the Wild Things Are” and a fluffer rolled into one.
Very safe list. Calling 90% of these songs “Hard Rock” is a misnomer (if such a genre even exists), unless that qualification means having long hair and at some point a member of your band shot heroin into their dick.
Obviously, no one is going to agree with the list but just because you think (as I do) that some of the songs listed are shit doesn’t mean 90% of America disagrees with us. Also, it’s “single” not “song” of the year. You’re favorite song may not have been released as a “single.” I’m glad #72 was included. Also, pretty much all of these songs sound good when you’re fucked up, so shove a tampon in your bleeding vagina, down a few shots, smoke some hash, and have a good time instead of whining.