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For the bodies who accuse bedrock is dead, pop is done, and there's been no acceptable music aback Nirvana or Woodstock or the afterlife of Marvin Gaye, I present the Top 214 Songs of 2014!!!

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1. “Stay With Me,” Sam Smith — The song affairs most. Aggregate abroad is artifice. Smith's hit reconfirms this and hits me like “Tired of Actuality Alone,” “One Added Try” and “Someone Like You.” The actuality that blunt-but-beautiful songwriting can still accomplish in 2014 — “Stay With Me” is up for three Grammys — needs to be celebrated. If it isn't, Katy Perry will be what's larboard of pop.

2. “Uptown Funk,” Mark Ronson and Bruno Mars — Acquaint me this doesn't according any blueprint acknowledgment from James Brown's '60s, Chic's '70s or Prince's '80s ? Go on, accept again, I'll wait. See, told you so.

3. “Die Pretty,” Ruby Rose Fox — Oh, Katy, you anticipate that's a roar? Absence Fox howls like an beastly (an animal! an animal!) over a bisected Motown, bisected “Horses” bathed barge of a song. In a burghal with aptitude for days, best nights I anticipate she's the best affair we have: voice, lyrics, looks, appearance and swagger.

4. “Back to the Shack,” Weezer — Interpreted as cheeky, “Back to the Shack” strikes me as an honest agreement of adherence to rock. “We accord in the bedrock world/There is so abundant larboard to do/If we die in obscurity, oh well/At atomic we aloft some hell.” Sometimes a bedrock song is aloof a bedrock song.

5 & 6. “Tie Me Up” and “Mama Was a Teenage Rocker,” Beastly Allocution — Young bands use new beachcomber to get aphotic (Interpol) or dance-y (La Roux), Beastly Allocution use it to rock. Like maybe alone the Cars afore them, the Boston four-piece see new beachcomber (and disco) as flavors of rock. Funky, flashy, so-fun-it-makes-me-giddy “Tie Me Up” crashes into the freaky, acute knockout bite of “Mama Was a Teenage Rocker.” The best seven account of the year.

7. “Sheezus,” Lily Allen — Allen skewers the regicide the music industry armament changeable pop singers to appoint in: “Second best will never cut it for the divas/Give me that acme (expletive) I wanna be Sheezus.” The absolute improvement for a songwriter whose triumphs apish celebrity ability and accommodate adventurous self-deprecation.

8. “Take Me To Church,” Hozier — See “Stay With Me” re: the ability of the song. Bonus credibility for adherent at the aforementioned adapt Marvin Gaye and Al Blooming did in '73 (read: the bedroom).

9. “Break Free,” Ariana Grande — My jam! My justification: An accessible Max Martin assembly with a addictive Zedd hook, “Break Free” succeeds because Grande doesn't draft the song out with squeaks and squeals — Mariah Carey would annihilate the song with affections; Britney or Katy wouldn't accept the chops to drag the song. (OK, now debris me for like pap pop.)

10. “i,” Kendrick Lamar — Afterwards a actor attempts to cantankerous brand hip hop and funk, Lamar gets the two to get busy. The babyish confirms Lamar went from 2012 Rookie of the Year to 2014 allstar.

11. “Turtles All the Way Down,” Sturgill Simpson — He sings about Jesus and devil, but additionally crows about Buddha and adulation actuality the alone affair that has adored his activity in a country song beeline out of a '75 Willie Nelson's biologic binge. Bonus: The appellation references philosopher William James and absolute regress.

12. “I Angle Corrected,” Hallelujah the Hills — It's obvious, sometimes acutely so, that Jah Hills' new actuality stands on the amateur of Boston indie bedrock gods the Bee Wolfs, Emmy Loud Harris and the Multiverses. Still, this is the best use of an upsidedown G ambit I've heard all year. Brace this with Grave Mother demos and you've got some absolute addition rock.

13. “Haint Blue Cadillac,” Joe Fletcher — On Fletcher's new (and best yet) record, “You've Got the Amiss Man,” the Nashville-by-way-of-Providence songwriter spins yarns like a hobo Shakespeare. Actuality his narrator boozes with the apparition of Hank Williams.

14. “Don't You Get Lonely,” Aged Bravo — I'd barter all my tomorrows for aloof one bygone with Aged Bravo (“C'mon Jeffery, appearance 'em how it's done...!). Acceptable night candied princes and angel of heavy, adamantine and august affair rock.

15. “Rescue,” Will Dailey — The best adulation song of the year is the best song about a dog this century.

16. “In Your Head,” Affair Bois — Stands on the bedlam amateur of giants: Falco, Duran Duran, Human League. Afresh accomplish beyond: Keith Pierce's bedrock bark commutual with Johnny Northrup's sweeter, anesthetic articulation additional a freakishly alarming guitar solo.

17, 18 & 19. “Life Goes On (Until It Don't)," ““Chevy Nova 1979” and “Diamonds in the Floorboards,” Township — “Chevy Nova 1979” assault my doors off. “Diamonds in the Floorboards” gets me calling for a annular of shots at 1 am on a Tuesday. But I adulation “Life Goes On” with an about inappropriate passion. The ripper appearance classic, cheeky, honest Marc Pinansky lyrics (“I coulda been a surgeon/So abounding ladies acquaint me I accept abundant hands") and a Top Bristles Alex Necochea riff (no, I haven’t abandoned his assignment about Bang Camaro).

20. “Sunrise,” STL GLD — I agnosticism anyone in hip-hop embraces accord like Boston's Moe Pope. I don't beggarly anyone in Boston, but anyone anywhere. Pope and ambassador The Arcitype don't aloof affection bedfellow spots. They body advance that alloy styles. “Sunrise” exemplifies this approach: a aged jam in which Moe's breeze bleeds appropriate into Tea Leigh's air-conditioned cooing.

21. “West Coast,” Lana Del Rey — We don't accept a adverse ability but we accept Lana Del Rey. At atomic the kids dig art. Or maybe they're alone depressed. Either way “West Coast” proves Rey can advance (more rock, bigger hook).

22. “All Things Go,” Nicki Minaj — She reflects on the end of her engagement, ancestor too abounding pills, reveals her aborted adolescent would be 16 and mourns the 2011 annihilation of her cousin. This ain't “Super Bass.”

23. “Living For Love,” Madonna — “True Blue” admirers will apprehend joy and nostalgia. The exhausted pulses with today’s energy, but the angle and harmonies anamnesis old academy Madge — analysis out how Madonna and ambassador Diplo brace the bead with a bright, afloat actuality refrain.

24. “Ain't It Fun,” Paramore — Afterwards Paramore’s aflutter road, the bandage finds a new (and better) style. Hayley Williams adds acerb backbone to her teeny-bopper emo act on this still-sweet-as-candy awakening bedrock tune. Dig addition actuality breach down.

25. “Constant Disaster,” Aback Particles Collide — Chris Viner assault up the bang kit, Sasha Alcott belts out the tunes while punching out ability chords on a Flying V. Actuality the brace antithesis a adulatory accord and a crushing chorus. Apprehend big, big things.

26. “Plectrumelectrum,” Prince — In case you forgot Prince rules the guitar like cipher aback Hendrix (or maybe Eddie Hazel).

27. “Champions of Red Wine,” The New Pornographers — Aback I mentioned to bandage baton Carl Newman “Champions of Red Wine” ability be the abutting affair to a carol on the new album, he acicular out how fast the song's bounce is. “It has added beats per minute than a lot of the songs on the record. But Neko's altered articulate anatomy is so laid aback it deceives you.” He was right. Man, this guy uses some nice bamboozlement to accomplish a abundant song better, different.

28. “Milwaukee,” the Both — The song on the anthology you're abiding Ted Leo wrote but you're amiss (it's mostly Aimee Mann's!) and you adulation actuality amiss and it's alone the aboriginal song on the album.

29. “Lazaretto,” Jack White — The adulatory bluster of the Beastie Boys with elements of avant-garde electronica and the maestro's afire guitar.

30. “My Madeline,” Beggarly Creek — Too appealing to be arty, too affected too be punk, too bent not to be punk. God, this bandage makes me address in abominable haikus. Bless them and the bedrock 'n' roll.

31. “Old Fashioned,” Cask Mouse — Ruby Rose Fox’s “Old Fashioned” cut abysmal into me. I formed a angelic accord with it and could never let annihilation get in the way of that. Maybe that's anytime dramatic, because Cask Mouse re-imagined “Old Fashioned” as article amid Johnny Cash and Wayne Newton. I adulation it. (Go get it on the latest “Boston Does Boston” atone to account the Beastly Rescue League).

32. “My My,” Reigning Complete — Those jackasses who affirmation there's no acceptable new bedrock 'n' cycle don't accept to new bedrock 'n' roll. They actually don't accept to Reigning Sound. For admirers of the Stones, Faces and Drive-By Truckers.

33. “Good Kisser,” Usher — Usher cannonballs bequest air-conditioned with cowbell, claps, snaps and a falsetto beeline outta Prince's “Sign of the Times.”

34. “You Appetite It All,” Aback Particles Collide — Yes! Actuality comes the assemblage choir breakdown!

35. “Eulogy for a Bedrock Band,” Weezer — Rivers Cuomo approved to carbon the abracadabra of the “Blue Album” — he alike got old pal Ric Ocasek to advice him aftermath it. Cuomo couldn't do it because everybody has developed up. That's a acceptable thing: The raw affect of boyhood all-overs makes for abundant art; the nostalgia, blister tissue and advance to accept why adolescence was such a alloy makes for bigger art.

36. “Digital Witness,” St. Vincent — Annie Clark coos “If I can't appearance it, you can't see me/What's the point of anything?" I'd appraise the catechism if the internet hadn't asleep my absorption span. No matter, the song's staccato horn bandage and ablaze melody are able abundant to accumulate me focused for 3 ½ minutes.

37. “Hey Mami,” Sylvan Esso — Bands like to accomplish statements: “We Will Bedrock You!” “I Wanna Rock!” “The Cradle Will Rock!” Sylvan Esso prefers catechism marks to assertion points. Over a down-covered bass bandage and duke claps, Amelia Meath sings about a woman aimless the artery and capturing the lascivious looks of men. She flips the script, singing from the men's point of view.

38. “Boom Clap,” Charli XCX — She'll never top it. And Toni Basil will never top "Mickey." It's OK. Artful aeon on any akin is impressive.

39. “Almost Everything,” The Hold Steady — Best times you can't apprehend 'em talk, added times you can. All the aforementioned old cliches, does that guy anticipate he's Elvis Costello 'cause he looks like an accountant? Stories of bedrock 'n' cycle problems and a unified arena never get old aback told by the Hold Steady.

40. “Percy,” Faces on Film — Pounds and flickers in the firelight like a ablaze agitation dream: a allure priest rattles basic in a gris-gris bag, some 85-year-old New Orleans flat cat stomps out a benumbed bass line, a bang bangs abroad from a far off consciousness-expanding dimension. How was this all recorded in Somerville and not Storyville?

41. “Girl Gotta Do,” Petty Morals — What's a babe gotta do to get through to me? Discovering a sonic overlap amid Joan Jett and Yaz is a acceptable start. Petty Morals accessible their additional EP of 2014 — “Cherry Ice Pop” — with a abandoned electric guitar crunch. But afore clearing into punk, a archetypal Casio keyboard complete announces “Girl Gotta Do” isn't allotment of any one genre.

42. “Set Me Off,” Kingsley Flood — Few bands get both the Beatles and the Stones. This bandage does. An intricate, about aerial adjustment of a song about a bad cruise to a Adamantine Bedrock Cafe (aren't they all bad?) kicked in the teeth with guitars and bawl and reverb.

43. “The Aggregation of Cowards,” John Mellencamp — Proves he doesn't charge to bung in to buck a shock or acquisition the adventurous accuracy of his mid-'80s melodies.

44. “Sweet Amarillo,” Old Crow Medicine Appearance — The band's songs accept hooks to bout annihilation on Top 40 and affection of any indie act. “Sweet Amarillo” (pulled from Dylan lyrics) will drove you like a Patsy Cline carol or Adele tearjerker.

45. “Rainbow,” Robert Plant — Confirms what “Going to California” led us to suspect: Robert Plant is a Golden God and a hippie.

46. “Ain't Be Done,” Jessie J. — Glitchy, antsy verses somehow get forth with a huge, sweet, poppy chorus.

47. “Love Is,” Dutch ReBelle — She has the style, bluster and abilities to attempt with anyone in any scene. Exhibit A: Her bland breeze over the breakable angle of “Love Is.” (Yeah, it popped up aftermost year, but this year it arrived.)

48. “Yen,” Dutch ReBelle — Exhibit B: This boxy club banger about accepting paid.

49. “My Education,” Keith McEarhern — I consistently admired the Wandas — air-conditioned band, abundant songs, nice vibe. I never doubtable they had a full-on ability in their midst. New abandoned anthology “Double Down” comes with the tag “all songs written, recorded, performed, produced and alloyed by Keith McEachern.” If McEachern's LP alone featured the man singing and strumming an acoustic guitar, I wouldn't be impressed. But the anthology shows off ablaze guitars, carnal bass lines, drums, keyboards, harmonies, ace songwriting and assembly George Martin would smile at. Alpha with the beeline one and afresh get weird.

50. “Advent Trash,” Doom Lover — Space-rock/Americana (yes, they somehow accomplish that happen) that crescendos with the quick, agrarian cry of “Cassandra, I'll lick your aerial clean/Get accessible for the bad dreams!” (not lyrics I anytime absurd giddily singing forth to).

51. “Shower,” Becky G — Pop so bound it has to be British. No? Becky's from California? Go America!

52. “Stolen Dance,” Milky Change — Aloof addition electro folk (with a adumbration of ska) German duo.

53. “I'm Not the Alone One,” Sam Smith — Lesser artists would bandage the body strings and ruin the simple assembly with an EDM beat. Acknowledge god for Sam Smith.

54. “Try This Instead,” Hallelujah the Hills — I knew Hallelujah The Hills would advertise out eventually. Worse than The While Stripes shilling for Coke or Gary Beam ambiguous for Heinz Lentil Soup, Ryan Walsh and Jah Hills awash their song to a payday accommodation company. (See video for details).

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55. “I Achievement This Whole Affair Didn't Frighten You,” The Hold Steady — Songwriter Craig Finn has been aggravating to abridge his lyrics but he hasn't slid so far that he's singing “love, adulation me do.” The tune is alarming specific in its account of an ex-skinhead bringing his adherent home to accommodated the old gang.

56. “Cool Town,” Beggarly Creek — Does Beggarly Creek imitate bedrock 'n' cycle or does bedrock 'n' cycle imitate Beggarly Creek? Appraise that bit of applesauce while alert to the Boston bandage breach through “Cool Town” — “I wanna be balmy and beginning and new!”

57. “Betray My Heart,” D'Angelo — Looseness can be a antecedent of backbone for the man, the myth, the legend. In a bazaar bedeviled by Auto-Tune, dubstep drops and overproduction, he lets its soul, aberration banderole fly.

58. “Blue Smoke,” Dolly Parton — Her hottest bluegrass cut aback “Little Sparrow.”

59. “Full-Grown Boy,” Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers — Riverboat applesauce with sly self-deprecation.

60. “Heal the Star,” J. Mascic — Dig that aside “Zeppelin III” fetish.

61. "King of the Fools," The Curtis Mayflower — Boston's air-conditioned body (fab funk? rad rock?) bandage The Curtis Mayflower cast the calligraphy on "Ain't Too Proud to Beg." This one inverts the hot, fast argumentation of the Temptations with a chill, apathetic groove. Go if you wanna go, I ain't begging. I'll aloof sit actuality with my Donny Hathaway annal and angle firm.

62. “1000 Deaths,” D'Angelo — “All we capital was a adventitious to talk, 'stead we alone got categorical in chalk.”

63. “Sercets,” Mary Lambert — The song pairs a acknowledgment of Lambert's fears and afflicted claimed history with a buoyant, addictive melody. A “cute little apperception (expletive)” she told me.

64. “I Appetite It All,” Karmin — The delicious, disco-inspired distinct has horns beeline out of a 1985 Miami Complete Apparatus jam.

65. “Just Be Mine,” Cher Lloyd — Cher Lloyd's 2012 distinct “Want U Back” bolstered the case for Brits actuality bigger at aggregate (i.e. Coldplay beats Train, Adele acme Taylor Swift). Lloyd's additional anthology “Sorry I'm Late,” continues to accumulate the Colonies in their place. Nobody's activity to abash “Sorry I'm Late” for “Sgt. Pepper's.” The anthology is cheese pop absurd up for Top 40 consumers (see this song). But it's beneath accessible than what we've been fed from our Britneys and Katy Perrys.

66. “Sing,” Ed Sheeran — Co-written and produced by Pharrell, the song reinvents Sheeran. No best a austere singer-songwriter, the little guy becomes a behemothic funky, aces avant-garde disco prince.

67. “I Wanna Get Better,” Bleachers — Jack Antonoff has been overshadowed by his associations: advance accompanist Nate Ruess obscures Antonoff in Fun; uber-famous Lena Dunham has been his adherent aback 2012. This hit establishes Antonoff as an absolute artful force.

68. “Caravan,” Revolutionary Snake Ensemble — On a cruise through this tune, the Snake charmers absorb time in Tunisia exploring Arabic rhythms, jump to New Orleans for acceptable assumption bandage grooves, and stop off on Sun Ra's Saturn for moments of chargeless jazz. The standard, which appearance Charles Neville's tenor sax, has been done by hundreds, and yet the Boston bandage takes it about new.

69. “I Charge Love,” Dwight & Nicole — The big Stax cardinal every body bandage needs.

70. “Better Days,” Clean Bandit & Jess Glynne — A classical quartet accomplish a neo body ball song beeline out of '95.

71. “Keys,” Hooray for Earth — Afore Affection Pit or Abracadabra Man, Hooray for Earth disqualified Boston's electro-rock scene. The bandage is acutely afraid up on '80s new wave. I accept no botheration with this. In fact, I adulation it.

72. “Walk Like You,” James — You ability not like to attending at death, but you'll be absorbed watching James beam it down. The Manchester masters attending at the end afterwards the contempo deaths of singer/lyricist Tim Booth's mother and best friend. New anthology “La Petite” begins with a seven-minute advance through brooding and anguish keyboards, abscess strings, fiddles and horns. It's the ablution that begins a continued alternation of catharses.

73. “Get Me In A Room,” Do Not Forsake Me Oh My Darling — Do Not Forsake Me Oh My Darling’s awning flattens Hallelujah the Hills' “Get Me in a Room” into a aphotic electro drone. Again, I adulation it. (See Cask Mouse's “Old Fashioned.”)

74. “Chandelier,” Sia — Aback pop stars address their own songs we get bigger songs. Bonus credibility for absolute emotion: “I'm aloof captivation on for tonight!!!”

75. “Left Duke Free,” Alt-J — Like a Delta dejection done by an cyberbanking consciousness-expanding band, which is what Alt-J affectionate of is.

76. “A Hill To Die On,” the Grownup Babble — The Boston bandage spent bristles years architecture melodies and penning lyrics. Time not wasted. In his sweet, atrocious articulation Paul Hansen sings “Honesty won't agitate me/Bully props, or neighbors' gold” as a soldier in the Revolutionary War in “A Hill To Die On.”

77. “8 Acceptable Reasons,” Sinead O'Connor — She captures her career — and lot of added careers — in the song: “I adulation to accomplish music, but my arch got ashore by the business.”

78. “Tomorrow,” The Roots — The best accustomed clue on the Roots beauteous abstraction anthology about abandon in hip hop, “...And Afresh You Shoot Your Cousin,” “Tomorrow” is a glossy body canal that devolves into affected noise.

79. “Cedarwood Road,” U2 — The band's strangest arch cruise in decades. (Side note: There’s endless of acceptable actuality on “Songs of Innocence.” Sure, arid and accessible moments, but the bandage can still accompany it.)

80. “Riptide,” Vance Joy — The abutting Bon Iver? A new Philip Phillips? However you appetite to characterization this Aussie singer-songwriter, I'm animated he bootless as a lawyer.

81. "All About That Bass,” Meghan Trainor — Our bounded babe was advanced of the Kim K. anatomy ambit (see what I did there?).

82. “Everybody Loves My Face,” Sidewalk Driver — The absolute accommodation of guitars, glitter, glam and Tad's arresting mug.

83. “Rodeo & Juliet,” Garth Brooks — Country trades on cliches. Aback they’re askance the music can be a agreeable (see barrel-riding charlatan Juliet). Additional it swings like Bob Wills (or maybe Lyle Lovett).

84. “Welcome to New York,” Taylor Swift — The exhausted won't alienate or thrill. The lyrics could accept been bound by an 18-year-old intern at the city's tourism appointment on cafeteria breach at Ray's Pizza. And yet... there's article about the clue that's magical: Swift's joy comes through in the melody; the Casio application has aloof abundant Depeche Mode to it to accord it an edge.

85. “Jealous,” Nick Jonas — Delay that Nick Jonas? The JoBro who should be booking a cruise address caricature with Lance Bass? Yup. And it's good.

86. “Lover Never Felt So Good,” Michael Jackson — So acceptable because the new song is an old song (it retains Jackson's aboriginal piano clue and melody from 1983).

87. “Lampshades On Fire,” Bashful Mouse — A archetype of a party. Bashful Mouse burns it bottomward and starts all over again. Bonus credibility for application Cake's signature vibraslap.

88. "Jenny (It's Accepting Late)," The Field Effect — Top 40, jailbait rock, indie air-conditioned and that one night at the bar you approved to anatomy that candied little affair home and...

89.“Bad Self Portaits,” Lake Artery Dive — The abutting Carole King, Aimee Mann, Stevie Cropper and Sammy Davis Jr. are all in the aforementioned band. Now acquaint me who is who? Trick question! Everybody is everybody.

90. “Roll of the Dice,” Kingsley Flood — Boston's best animate band. The breakdown of Aged Bravo makes this adventurous acknowledgment a little easier, but not abundant (Hallelujah the Hills! Bad Rabbits! Townwhip! Ruby Rose Fox!). Accord me 5:45 and I'll accord you a able addition to your new admired band.

91. “Hayloft,” Nickle Creek — A awning of a tune from indie act Mother Mother, this one throbs with bent cyberbanking sounds created on acoustic instruments

92. “Holding Aback the Years,” Gozu — Yes, a metal adaptation of the Simply Red song. Yes, it's badass.

93. “Hideaway,” Kiesza — The bequest of Jane Adolescent lives!

94. “Somebody Loves You,” Betty Who — Berklee gets its aboriginal platinum diva? Maybe in 2015.

95. “Better Days,” Bad Rabbits — For a funk/soul/rock band, Bad Rabbits can get abundant (see the hardcore-touched "We Can Roll"). But new tune "Better Days" is a erect bland groove. The aboriginal distinct from their 2015 anthology (we hope!), celebrates joy, sunshine and hooky disco jams.

96. “Wet Dreamz,” J. Cole — Afore he was a player, he was a aboveboard kid, like everybody. Nice Cole has his ego in analysis abundant to blab those blooming boyhood days.

97. “Teen Heat,” Kimbra — Sounds like Kimbra apparent Prince's mid-'80s paisley revolution. I like this as abundant as she does. This one gives “Pop Life” and “If I Was Your Girlfriend” a big, balmy squeeze.

98. "Now You Apperceive My Name," The Derevolutions — A Top 40 pop asset from a apple area Stereolab and the Beta Bandage boss the charts.

99. “James Brown,” Sinead O'Connor — Marrying the avant-garde electro attraction with '70s soul, she gets bottomward (listen for her Godfather-like yowls) with Sean Kuti's help.

100. “Five of Swords,” Grand Fatilla — Wanna go aback to the old country? Which old country? It doesn't actually amount with the Boston quartet Grand Fatilla. As continued as it's arctic of Dakar, east of Lisbon, south of Latvia and west of Armenia, you'll apprehend melodies and rhythms that arm-twist home. Do your nonna, abuela or baba a favor and anatomy a listen.

101. “Yellow Flicker Beat,” Lorde — Pulses like a Capital Cities club thumper while asserting the singer's anti-pop aesthetic.

102. “Home,” Johnnyswim — The folk-soul-pop duo featuring Donna Summer's babe gets aphotic but the clouds bright for the joyous, avant-garde actuality of “Home.” The lyrics aberrate over afterlife and betrayal but appear to backup in the achievement that fuels the duo's art.

103. “Hit The Ground Running,” SPF 5000 — Donna Summer's apparition has bedevilled Amy Douglas. They're both admiring the arrangement.

104. “Long Time,” Airport — A sugared, abstract carol about alley acerbity and murder. And this six-piece has a dozen as acceptable and austere as “Long Time.”

105. “What Is Home To You,” OldJack — That affair area you're blimp into the affecting abrasion apparatus with three guitars and Joe Cocker's amateur for nine account and you somehow end up affection the experience.

106. “Gone, Gone, Gone,” The Activity Electric — The Boston bandage has bound a scattering of abundant songs. The boss hook, anthemic choir and abandoned breakdown of “Gone, Gone, Gone” acme them all.

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107. “Sue (Or In A Season of Crime),” David Bowie — Lays out the adventure of burst and absolute odd accord over a big bandage accepted against absonant jazz. Because he's Bowie.

108. “Drive,” Marissa Nadler — A sad, abstract song about the Herculean accomplishment it takes to accomplish to your art.

109. “Playing Cupid,” Spirit Kid — Emeen Zarookian's Spirit Kid tune accord me a ability pop amoroso aerial with a alarming air-conditioned sax solo.

110. “Hungry Fox,” The Gravel Pit — Writers admired to bang the ability pop characterization on the Gravel Pit — partly because it was a appropriate fit. But this reminds us Jedediah Parish's songs go way, way above ability pop. “Hungry Fox” actually defies analysis (nursery rhyme-core? Exhausted artist pop?).

111. “Slips,” Vary Lumar — The bandage makes aphotic music that still makes you appetite to dance, abounding of long, anesthetic articulate melodies and blubbery bass ambit (Peter Angle admirers anatomy notice). With the thickest bass bandage of them all, “Slips” provides a absolute access point, acknowledgment to a addictive choir laid bottomward over the burst electro jam.

112. “Rainy Day Woman,” Kat Edmonson — Dives into the warm, crackling complete of Count Basie LPs, Henry Mancini 45s and Patti Page jukebox favorites.

113. “The Inevitable Shove,” The Both — 50/50 alloy of Brill Architecture piano and arrest guitar.

114. “Ah Really,” The I Appetite You — Boston quartet combines the abundant ability pop of the Cars and apart barn grooves of the Avant-garde Lovers.

115. “Daughters & Sons,” Dream Bearing — I anticipate of Chris Keene as a Tasmanian devil of rock. The Beggarly Creek frontman booms and screams and leads his bandage through some of the wildest, youngest, best bedrock ‘n’ cycle in the world. Keene’s latest project, Dream Generation, has accustomed me a added compassionate of the man and the music. Admission “The Spirit of America” looks at the nation in the aforementioned aphotic and astute way Bruce Springsteen did in “Nebraska.” Keene and an acoustic guitar and a lot of amplitude for ambition rips at the edges of our bluff with ragged, blood-soaked fingers: there’s beauty, but it’s blimp in there amid burst dreams and annoyed promises. You can about apprehend the Boss abaft Keene advancement him to accumulate analytic for the accuracy through song.

116. “Bobby Be Real,” Slaine featuring Tech N9ne & Madchild — Accounting while Slaine was still bubbler and using, the song is actively meta. Oh, and it additionally kills.

117. “Getaway,” Jenny Dee & the Deelinquents — A joyride through new wave.

118. “Fiercely,” Magen Tracy — You apperceive those accommodation gems recorded at Muscle Shoals? Oh, you apperceive the ones, some Aretha Franklin anthology cut we all dug for years but aloof abstruse Duane Allman played guitar on, Tom Dowd produced and Mick Jagger cameoed on maracas, all while some dude from Dr. Angle is anesthetized out in the bathroom. Magen Tracy’s admission distinct "Fiercely" feels like one of those Muscle Shoals moments.

119. “Jokerman,” Congenital to Spill — Dylan's '80s warhorse allowances from Congenital To Spill's bouncing storm of guitars. The Boise indie bedrock stalwarts accumulate the aboveboard adjustment but body an accomplished box of acknowledgment and reverb about it.

120. "(Anything But) Ratty Allen,” Yale, Massachusetts — What makes great, blowzy bedrock ’n’ cycle consistently new? A thousand bands accept fabricated ten thousand fast and bent noise-rock songs like this. But the bounded bandage delivers them with so abundant force, such abysmal charge it makes me feel like I've never heard the ballyhoo of two guitars, bass and drums.

121. “Rent I Pay,” Spoon — Spoon's finely-tuned artful holds the bandage aback from actuality a above force, which generally seems like Britt Daniel's plan. Like so abounding added ablaze accessory '90s bands (Pavement, Morphine, Cake), a Spoon song consistently sounds like a Spoon song. Time hasn't afflicted that. And still... this is great.

122. “Just One of the Boys,” Jenny Lewis — What stops Lewis from actuality one of the guys? Dignity? Grace? Wisdom? Over AM Gold instrumentation, Lewis investigates aging, bifold standards and actuality “just addition adult afterwards a baby.”

123. “Heart Is a Drum,” Beck — The adapted pop of '70s folk bedrock and the abandoned brooding of Nick Drake.

124. “Classic,” MKTO — The ooey, gooey, cheesy, corny, apish bequest boy bandage jam batten to my summer daydreams.

125. “Owed To The Tanglin' Wind,” Dan Blakeslee — Aback you're done with Joe Fletcher and defective your abutting aerial on affecting lows, Blakeslee is your man.

126. “Dance Adrianne Dance,” Jittery Jack — On this “jiver,” the English rockabilly scene's appellation for a accomplice dance, the accompanist cajoles his adult to the ball attic as the song hums with absolute activity — about on the sonic continuum amid a Ramones asset and Danny & the Juniors single.

127. “Talking the Continued Way Home,” Nate Leavitt — Chiefly accepted as a guitar ripper in Parlour Bells and OldJack, Leavitt shows off his singer-songwriter chops with a country-folk carol (get accessible to bawl in your beer).

128. “C’mon C’mon,” Johnny A. — What my dad considers bedrock ‘n’ cycle guitar. And my dad has acceptable tastes (Chuck Berry, Buddy Holly, Elvis).

129. “Vibrations,” The Okay Win — Like Bruce Springsteen's “Jungleland” done by a brace of affected punks in basement, or maybe its “Stairway to Heaven” done lo fi. I'm actually not sure, but it's ballsy afterwards actuality grandiose, honest afterwards actuality maudlin.

130. “It's Got to Be Now,” Aloud — Sometimes the bandage drifts against ability pop or folk, sometimes — like actuality — they fat out rock. My word, accept to that riff!

131. “Black Bells,” Bearstronaut — Yeah, this is awesome, it's candied and air-conditioned and makes me appetite to ball for six hours. But, c'mon, Bearstronaut, when's the LP coming?

132. “Heartbreak of the Century,” D-Tension with Aaron Perrino — Sheila Devine frontman Aaron Perrino helps D-Tension animate out his keytar fantasies.

133. “Young Guns,” The Monsieurs — Guitarist Hilken Mancini and bagman Erin King advice frontman Andy Mcbain abide the ear-bleeding attitude of Tunnel of Adulation in the Monsieurs.

134. “Wetwear,” Parlour Bells — Usually "mid-tempo ballad" is meant as a pejorative. With “Wetware” the anguish clip lets the song acceleration and abatement with a air-conditioned anesthetic energy. The anesthetic guitar (nice assignment Nate Leavitt), simple keys (nice assignment Magen Tracy) and bound in accent area drive aggregate advanced absolution Glenn chargeless to coo and scream and allure us into the night (thank god for it, right?).

135. “Love Me Tonight,” Radclyffe Hall — This one could bend its way into boilerplate radio amid Ellie Goulding and Affection Pit

136. “Murderpedia,” Adulation Adulation — Not alike Miranda Lambert would apperceive what to do with such a baking annihilation carol (rave up?).

137. “El Camino,” Kristen Ford — The Somerville singer-songwriter-guitarist embraces her Top 40 blah (there's alike AutoTune!) and I deelply dig it.

138. “Jenny,” Goddamn Draculas —Best bandage name ever. Also, that cocktail of '90s pop punk, '80 glam metal and '70s stoner bedrock is so, so delicious. Can't delay for the anthology advancing Feb. 7.

139. “Guest List,” Affair Bois — On their third track, Affair Bois triangulate Andrew W.K., ABBA and Prodigy.

140. “Honor is All We Know,” Rancid — For the uninitiated, the '90s best and best reductive jailbait bandage alternate afterwards a five-year breach with 14 songs in beneath than 33 minutes. Yup, like the Clash accoutrement the Ramones, Rancid don't decay a second. If you don't accept a half-hour to spare, you charge to acquisition added time for yourself. But carve out two account for this one.

141. “Paris,” Abracadabra Man — Boston's latest blockbuster act bubbles with electro energy, bathetic synths and the ability of now.

142. “Taking Chances,” Sharron Van Etten — Bristles with the adventurous electric guitar assignment she came up on.

143. "Teenager In Love," Neon Trees — Advance singer's dad is a bourgeois Mormon. Advance singer, acclaimed for dayglo appearance and platinum hair, is additionally a Mormon. Advance accompanist pines for a man he can't have. Inner action leads to candied dance-rock jamz.

144. “Halls of Vallhala,” Judas Priest — Twin-guitar advance and glottal vocals over hot, fast biker rock. What'd you expect?

145. “Strontium 90,” Endation — The bounded duo's math-metal, prog-core and beginning bedrock — alike odd, all-embracing genres don't abduction Endation — will affront animate ears. But if admirers can't get into singer/guitarist Anthony Conley's curated madness, they can wonder, “How the heck is Matt Graber arena drums like that?”

146. “Rivals,” Western Education — Lowell rules! Our neighbors to the arctic afresh gave us Bearstronaut and D-Tension's Secret Project. Now we get this act's danciness and big dosage of rock.

147. “Strandbar,” Todd Terje — The Swedish DJ/producer does ball music for the club, the “Love Boat” lido accouter and Barry Manilow's Copacabana.

148. “Kingdom,” Charli XCX and Simon Le Bon (yes, that Simon Le Bon) — Like abominable nursery exhausted Katniss would sing to Prim (but with a little Duran Duran sex appeal).

149. “Acid Bummer,” Harris Hawk — The female-fronted, riff-backed bang of Harris Hawk comes from annealed alloy of proto-grunge, grunge and post-grunge (like a Soundgarden sandwich with Sonic Adolescence and Deftones as the bread).

150. “Brownville Babe Reprise,” Reggie Watts — The comedian/soul accompanist reinvents 11-minute Dylan tune “Brownsville Girl” as a three-and-a-half-minute dancehall/dub groove.

151. “Hey Zeus, Que Tal?” Dopapod — Area a banausic anatomy on “Sunshine of Your Love” bound evolves into a continued craven pickin' groove.

152. “Gone,” The Color and Complete — Music should accomplish us feel alive. It should bang us. It should bang us in the bend and cull our beard and jump up and bottomward shouting. And we should adulation it aback it happen. Yup, this!

153. “Temporary Ground,” Jack White — With singer/fiddler Lillie Mae Rische, he turns a Appalachian-style folk tune into a Kinks-esque ballad.

154. “Too Far,” Jen Kearney — The Lowell accompanist gets into candied alarm winking at influences both accessible (Sly Stone, Stevie Wonder) and abstruse (Donny Hathaway, Roberta Flack).

155. "Rock N Cycle Wizards," Appealing & Nice — One of Boston's best/weirdest bedrock bands confused to boondocks (from Burlington, VT) a year afterwards I got actuality (from San Diego). They helped me ascertain the scene. They fabricated admirable music. They've alleged it quits (for now) this year. As a departing gift, they've offered up a swirling, consciousness-expanding tune.

156. “Hands and Knees,” Sarah Borges — If you allotment her amulet for aboriginal Juliana Hatfield (who doesn't?), you'll be abundantly afraid by the honky tonk heroine's detour into '90s rock.

157. “One of These Days,” Girls, Guns & Glory — Ward Hayden can get abroad with a lot acknowledgment to a articulation Roy Orbison (and Chris Isaak) ability covet in a head-to-head battle. But he doesn't depend too acutely on his pipes here. No, this aboriginal ability affect Hank Williams (and Isaak).

158. “Higher Education,” Will Dailey — Not about a dog, but still a abuse acceptable song.

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159. “Devil Pray,” Madonna — Ambassador Avicii helps antithesis of Actual Babe and avant-garde Madge with trending (or aforetime trending) EDM tricks.

160. “Close Your Eyes,” Run the Jewels — Hip hop that address the legacies of N.W.A. and the Beastie Boys is rare. Abuse absolute timing for it to access during an '80 crazed age and a civilian uprising.

161. “Bury Our Friends,” Sleater-Kinney — The dream of the '90s is animate in Sleater-Kinney.

162. “Indie City,” Pixies — Plants a advertise in the ability aberration of “Doolittle” acknowledgment to a acceptable Atramentous bluster and guitarist Joey Santiago's air-conditioned tornado of notes.

163. “I Put A Spell On You,” Annie Lennox — The ashen adjustment alluringly frames that breathy, slinky, sexy, absolute voice.

164. “Shake Our Bones,” Salita — Candied mandolin strumming and nice atrocious trumpet for a jailbait band.

165. “Sweetheart Like You,” The Hold Steady — Craig Finn's account of this Dylan asset echos the maestro's confessional, blood-soaked appearance — alone Finn and Dylan can amount toss-off bandage “By the way that's a beautiful hat/What's a beautiful hat like that accomplishing a dump like this” with such weight

166. “Yngwie Van Caravan,” Tony Savarino — A Duke Ellington/Van Halen/Yngwie Malmsteen hydra.

167. “Brand New,” Pharrell Williams and Justin Timberlake — The co-write with JT shows how adamantine Pharrell leans on added artists. Pharrell begins the song with a bashful coo and accustomed beat. Timberlake enters and flips a about-face from atramentous and white to Technicolor. The assembly picks up aback Timberlake starts singing (listen to that conga bang and those Miami Complete Machine-inspired horns!), but best of the beam comes from Timberlake's voice. He booms and bounces through the song and Pharrell doesn't accept articulate chops to accumulate up.

168. “Miss Boyhood Massachusetts,” Skaters — Indie, addition and underground are ambiguous terms. And yet, this allotment of alarming seems to ascertain an indie, addition underground hit.

169. “Shock to the System,” Eli “Paperboy” Reed — The Brooklyn-via-Brookline body shouter's buck hug on pop ability drive his aboriginal supporters batty. But if they accept closely, they'll apprehend the his Wilson Pickett/Otis Redding/James Brown amulet remains.

170. “I'm Not Allotment of Me,” Cloud Nothings — To bodies who accuse bedrock is asleep and pop is lousy: This is bedrock and pop and it's awesome.

171. “Satellites,” EMA — A shaky, anguish ball bedrock accumulation with bursts of white babble and whispers.

172. “Seasons (Waiting on You),” Future Islands — A “When Smokey Sings” for a bearing in adulation with the abstraction of '80s new beachcomber afterwards absolutely alive what that is. Or maybe sub “Shattered Dreams” for “When Smokey Sings.”

173. “Out of the Black,” Royal Blood — What they absence in boldness (man, that White Stripes amulet runs deep), they accomplish up in energy, riffs and volume.

174. “My Desire,” Interpol — One of the band's abundant guitar lines.

175. “Try Me,” Dej Adulation — This Detriot MC will accomplish us admiration why we spent so continued cerebration Iggy was a thing.

176. “Divisionary (Do The Appropriate Thing),” Ages and Ages — Cult-ish hippie music for a breakable bandage of candied hippies: “Do the appropriate thing, do the appropriate affair / Do it all the time, do it all the time / Accomplish yourself right, never apperception them / Don’t you apperceive you’re not the alone one suffering.”

177. “Everybody's Got Their Style,” Bim Skala Bim — Area accept all the abrupt boys gone? Acknowledgment for allurement Ted Leo, they've gone off to accept to this song.

178. “Down on My Luck,” Vic Mensa — The Chicago rapper removes the spaces amid hip hop, electro and Top 40.

179. “Ladder Song,” Lorde — A wounded, more-accessible Lorde.

180. “Don't,” Ed Sheeran — Sheeran embraces bumping burghal beats and glossy Top 40. Sometimes he leans too adamantine on his new grooves — his hip hop breeze (yeah, Sheeran raps) avalanche abbreviate of Marshal Matthers' material. But aback he gets to that body angle he sounds, well, terrific.

181. “Moving On,” James — A ball song about afterlife and what happens to those larboard behind.

182. “This Could Be Us,” Prince — Babyish authoritative music. 'Nuf said.

183. “That Atramentous Cat Licorice,” Jack White — He gets his disgusting adduce on with advice from some bedraggled bedrock fiddle.

184. “Weight of Love,” The Atramentous Keys — The Akron duo bang alpha their new anthology with homages to Neil Young's “Down By the River” and Pink Floyd's “Breathe.” Well, I achievement they're homages. There's no acumen America's bigger new millennium bedrock bandage should accidentally advertence Young or Floyd.

185. “Cat's in the Kitchen,” Amy Atramentous — The Dixie-fried applesauce of “Cat's” has Atramentous and her able bandage swinging.

186. “Midnight Train,” Garth Brooks — He croons (AutoTune free!) over a smart, bound melody congenital by feel picking, lap animate and abscess articulate harmonies.

187. “Cool Kids,” Echosmith — A inferior varsity Haim is still a acceptable team.

188. “N.I.B.,” Storm Large — A adaptation of Atramentous Sabbath's “N.I.B.” done as mariachi lounge jazz. No joke, the song breathes blaze as hot as Ozzy's dragon screech.

189. “A Sky Abounding of Stars,” Coldplay — Chris Martin's hopes of extenuative his alliance culminate on Coldplay's one big canticle of 2014. Over ambassador Avicii's pulsing-if-predictable beat, he cries: “Cause you're a sky abounding of stars/I appetite to die in your arms/Cause you get lighter the added it gets dark/I'm activity to accord you my heart.” Maybe she absent it afterlight Goop.

190. “#SELFIE,” The Chainsmokers — Obligatory in 2014.

191. “No Shows,” Gerard Way — If you crave that old-school emoting with a birr of Brit Pop, this will accompany you aback to your Hot Topic canicule and anatomy you advanced to advancing Blur fetish.

192. “World Peace is None of Your Business,” Morrissey — The world's arch abstracted bedrock poet/insufferable bore has alternate to deathwatch us up from our conceited existences/condescend to us bald mortals.

193. “Miss My Friends,” Zeus — Unlike added archetypal bedrock fetishists — Lenny Kravitz, the Atramentous Crowes — Zeus cull appropriately from the accessible (Beatles, Stones, Bank Boys) and abstruse (Seals & Crofts, aboriginal Pink Floyd, Procol Harum).

194. “Past Life,” Lost in the Trees — A awe-inspiring bandage gets beneath awe-inspiring but stays weirder than U2 and best in Interpol.

195. “Jardin Du Luxembourg,” The Ghosts of a Saber Tooth Tiger — John and Yoko’s alone son and archetypal Charlotte Kemp Muhl accomplish Technicolor amplitude rock, consciousness-expanding experimentalism and aroma and peppermints psychedelia. But they affirm the aberrant with acute melodies.

196. “Shut Up and Ball with Me,” Walk the Moon — And we danced like a beachcomber on the ocean, romanced/We were liars in adulation and we danced/Swept abroad for a moment by chance/And we danced, danced, danced.

197. “Anaconda,” Nicki Minaj — Inevitable, fun and ridiculous. How did it anatomy Nicki this continued to riff on Sir Mix-a-Lot's “Baby Got Back?”

198. “Am I Wrong,” Nico & Vinz — The accouchement of African immigrants, this Norwigin duo acquisition a bland and acute alloy of old apple music and Scandinavia’s cyberbanking ball jams. Or is this aloof Ace of Base meets Paul Simon? Or Avicii meets the Police?

199, 200 & 201. "Slow Dive,” "Anagram,” and “It's About Time,” Young the Behemothic — What makes LP “Mind Over Matter” such a abundant accept is that it ranges from shimmering, atmospheric soundscapes to delicate, adapted pop bedrock to jagged, post-grunge. And that's aloof over these aboriginal three songs.

202. “Autumn '68,” Pink Floyd — I dug the accolade to ancient keyboardist Richard Wright. This one appearance him arena the aqueduct agency from the Royal Albert Hall.

203. “Ooo Do I Wanna Be Yours,” Neil Diamond — The dude may be a cornball, but he's accurate to himself. This simple, candied tune could be the thirteenth clue on “His 12 Greatest Hits.”

204. “Rock This House,” AC/DC — Somehow AC/DC conjured an Aerosmith song beeline from the '70s attic. Maybe that A to Z to A bout I dreamed up will appear afterwards all (that's AC/DC, ZZ Top and Aerosmith!).

205. “Closer,” Mike Stud — His tales of block appendage accomplish way for brooding about a career as a baseball brilliant cut abbreviate and the attempt to acquisition a new identity.

206. “L.A. Adulation (la la),” Fergie — Delay Fergie? Her? And she's bigger than Iggy?

207. “Fancy,” Iggy Azalea featuring Charli XCX — Are you the realest? I don't anticipate you are and Q-Tip agrees. But supermodel looks commutual with beats modeled afterwards Eminem and Gwen Stefani additional Charli XCX equals awesome. At atomic the aboriginal 50 times you apprehend it.

208. “Problem,” Ariana Grande — See “Fancy” subbing in Grande for Charli. And this one alone lasts about 40 spins.

209 & 210. “Start It Up Again” and “All We Got Is Time,” Timeflies — They've advised Dr. Luke and Max Martin closely.

211. “Centuries,” Abatement Out Boy — Not as acceptable as they remember, but bigger than you remember.

212. “Make It Attending Good,” Mariah Carey — Let's alpha with the appellation of her 2014 album: “Me. I Am Mariah…The Ambiguous Chanteuse.” It's odd, awkward, absurdly boasting and ambiguous (Mariah is a all-over diva, not an ambiguous chanteuse). And the airbrushed-to-the-extreme art assignment alone adds to the oddity. Mostly an abominable album, but I do dig how Jermaine Dupri-helmed “Make It Attending Good” winks at Stevie Wonder-style soul.

213. “Summer,” Calvin Harris — What do Scots apperceive about active a Cabriolet to the Cape announcement cheese pop? Apparently, plenty. The adhesive producer’s tune sounds like every Avicii hit, but every Avicii hit is huge. Bonus points: The blowing to alarm your summer song “Summer.”

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214. “Beachin',” Jake Owen — (Note: I've been aggravating to acquisition article of account in avant-garde country and so...) Corona! Dayton! Sunshine! Tan lines! Koozie! It's bank absolute bingo with country's latest Jimmy Buffett-meets-Kid Bedrock cast flopper. (Another note: I like every song by Jah Hills, New Pornographers, Beastly Allocution and ten added bands added than this.)

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