Taylor’s best song in five years
Her best work since 2016
a remix with Justin Bieber, her childhood teen idol
a sad break up song for a woman who is a mess
If any singer deserves, and can use, a career retrospective, that man is Glen Campbell
schoolmarm cool
he is killing himself for our sins
a monster banger instant portrait and media dis
the Stones rip we’ve been waiting for all year, though nobody bothered to tell us
left, strange, indie somewhere strange explicitly boy crazy
smash to death all competition
“Narcissistic Teen Makes First XI,” and that lives up to its name
It will be over by the weekend.
the harshest metaphors for a break up
Smokey would have shrugged it off back when the Miracle worker was still getting a job
romantic disenchantment and the imminent mortality of youth
her singing the best ever
long, and sometimes dreary, and sometimes a fascinating mess, but always an artistically valid vision
a less jumpy DNCE
a song that absolutely will be huge, it will take over the # 1 spot from Ariana
a modern “Sex In The City” set to the most addictive pop songs in the world today
think “This Jesus Must Die”
a proven master of trap hooks
the King of Latin Trap and poster boy for everything great about Latin Pop
the breadth of a statement
jumped up and fun
hard but quiet
you don’t pay me enough
Glen recorded these songs solely for Presley, so Presley could decide whether to record them or not
damaged in a way that changes his flow
ends sixteen minutes later with Patrick leaving his PO Box address
telling the truth about drugs and their allure is much worthier than just saying no
the same turkey’s who brought you the 2016 reunion album but much better this time around
true rap tour de force
should solve everything but political problems
one of the great gifts to 2018
If this isn’t a hit it sure ain’t Eminem’s fault
soap opera set to singing
it instantly puts her back at the top of the electronic sound she invented
power pop meets folk
if anyone was wondering if Coloring Book was a freak of nature, it wasn’t.
as straight ahead a trap hop Atlanta set of songs as you could hope
expanded from 12 to 51 songs
“yes I would, yes I would, yes I would now”