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Year In ReView: Our 30 favorite songs of 2017

At several points throughout 2017, a simple question was asked: What are you listening to? Whether we were fielding it or asking it, the reply was often specific to a singular song. With all due respect to the time-honored album and EP -- and from Slowdive's self-titled to Kendrick's DAMN. to Quiet Giant's You're in Heaven, there were quite a few of note -- this year was all about the song. Songs of passion, songs of empowerment, songs of not giving a damn and songs of giving every last damn imaginable soundtracked a year that tested the will of the people. As Daniel Brockman notes in his intense Year in Pop essay for Vanyaland, pop music is headed down a dangerous path; but it's also merging into one giant streamable playlist, where the underground battles for clicks and listens with Top 40, and this year's Vanyaland year-end recap -- a mere selection of our staff's favorites, and by no means a silly declaration of the absolute "best" -- reflects that. Our staff was asked to come up with their faves, and these are the responses, presented alphabetically. The lead entry, via Toronto's Alvvays, feels like an appropriate jump-off, and the featured image of the up top was shot by the late, great Eddy Leiva, from their October show at The Paradise.

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St. Vincent, “Los Ageless”

After a three-year absence since her last album, Annie Clark (a.k.a. guitar goddess St. Vincent) certainly owed us big time this year, but she didn’t have to do us in like she did on “Los Ageless.” Wielding the glam power of a 1,000 raging discotheques on the chorus, “Los Ageless” strikes down as the standout banger of her 2017 album MASSEDUCTION. Her fifth LP, which Clark cites as being solely about love (“That’s it, that’s all, that’s literally the only point,” she said in a faux Facebook press conference), presents an unprecedented amount of rawness, especially as “Los Ageless” completely degenerates into morbid introspection the last minute of the track. “I try to tell you I love you but it comes out all sick,” she laments stream-of-consciousness style, presenting the exact highs and lows of mania we’ve been craving since the likes of St. Vincent’s 2014 track “Rattlesnake.”

— Victoria Wasylak

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