Not live blogging the countdown this year, I’ve got better things to do with my time. But I am listening to it and can state with confidence that even without Taylor Swift it’s not a great year. Too much dull/shouty faux-gangsta rap, folky wailing and repetitive nauseous bollocks for my taste. But we’re only down to number 35, so maybe it’ll improve.
In any case, two of the tracks I voted for have come in so far. Here’s my full list along with the numbers they’ve come in as, which I shall update as appropriate.
Hopium – Dreamers {Ft. Phoebe Lou} – Number 82
First Aid Kit – My Silver Lining – Number 38
Banks – Beggin For Thread – Number 27
Sia – Chandelier – Number 9
Art vs Science – Create/Destroy
Asgeir – Torrent
Bertie Blackman – Run For Your Life
Bertie Blackman – War Of One
Sky Ferreira – 24 Hours
Megan Washington – My Heart Is A Wheel
Since I’m already complaining about how kids today don’t know good music when they hear it and how Triple J is nowhere near as good as it used to be, I suppose I should go full grumpy old man and mention the songs I totally couldn’t stand this year. There are two real stand outs – Grandma’s Hands by Meg Mack and Pickles from the Jar by Courtney Barnett. Both are actually decent tracks, but they played them so freakin’ much that every time I hear them I want to throw up. Needless to say, both have already turned up in the countdown, but hopefully this prove their last hurrahs before they’re shuffled out of rotation.
Hmmm, down to 30 and still no more of my choices. This could be bad…
So, four of my songs got in, and the winner was Chet Faker. Again. A bit much Chet Faker and way too much Alt-f’ing-J. Bah!
(I’ll do it all again next year though.)
I nearly had a heart attack when #71 came on. and then they had multiple tracks… with shouty aggro rock fusion I don’t even know what you call it.
Actually I don’t mind the Amity Affliction so much. It’s nothing I’d vote for but at least there’s some energy there and I like the concept of two vocalists performing in different styles, one of which at least is quite melodic.
It’s the preponderance of Alt-J style nasal whining, dull, banal rap over a limp drumbeat, and sparse acoustic arrangements with someone hooting over them like a Wookiee that pissed me off this year.