For 11 months out of the year, music writers drift along, listening to new albums, thumbing through old ones, poking around for something odd, exciting, different. Then comes December, and we're suddenly called upon to put the musical experiences of the past 334 days into perspective. Is what seemed hot in January, not in November? Is either Snoop Dogg or Fatboy Slim still relevant? Why on earth weren't the Moles huge? Has Cher heard that cover of her song using a touch-tone... More >>>