:: Katy Perry burnt her blue wig and buried her California Gurls costume in a series of promos for her new single, Roar. Because what everyone wants is a serious and mature Katy Perry "project".
:: Louis Walsh quit the X Factor. Maybe he's bringing back Bellefire.
:: All of Lady Gaga's clothes fell off.
:: MGMT came back with the least uplifting single you'll hear all summer called, naturally, "Your Life Is A Lie". Bonkers video ahoy.
:: The Origibabes made their live comeback. There are videos everywhere (Popjustice has a great write-up) - but this one is the best: The band are singing Stronger and at 2'10", when everyone assumes Mutya will perform Heidi's lines, Siobhan steps up to the mic and the crowd go mental.
:: Noted scholar Tulisa Contostavlos has written her debut novel. Star is a violently cathartic story about the abduction of a cabinet minister's daughter during a state visit to Israel. The stakes are raised when Hamas claim responsibility - but counter-terrorism agent Sam Archer thinks otherwise, and must work against the clock to avert a disastrous conflict in the Middle East.
:: Oh, alright. It's about a girl who struggles with fame.
:: Lady Gaga finally put her "pants" (trousers) on, and then her arm fell off at the elbow.
:: Justin Timberlake and his carefully-cultivated facial hair made a video for Take Back The Night. He spends a lot of time crouching in this clip, as if he's hurt his back lifting a heavy book from a tall shelf. Poor Justin.
:: PJ Harvey released a new, free song named after and dedicated to Shaker Aamer, a British national who's been held in Guantanamo Bay for 11 years, despite being cleared for release by both George Bush and Barack Obama. It's quite powerful.
:: Lady Gaga revealed the entirely boob-free cover for her ArtPop album. Disappointing.
And that's all... Normal blog service will resume tomorrow.
In retrospect, an album about broken hearts, insomnia, alienation, night terrors and cold sweats was never going to be the year's biggest seller - but Kid Cudi's debut is well worth checking out. The Ohian rapper is a keen wordsmith, and his woozy backing tracks hover giddily in that twilight zone between wake and sleep.
His new single, Pursuit Of Happiness, features shape-shifting psychedelia meisters MGMT. Not that you'd know from the video.
Happy New Year! Here's what happened on my stereo in the old one...
1) Goldfrapp - Seventh Tree
Goldfrapp's detour into folksy acoustic ballads may have lost them a few fans, but Seventh Tree is a near-perfect album - from the muted opening bars of Clowns to the hazy coda of Monster Love. One of my musical highlights of the year was simply lying back and listening to this album in the middle of a field in Devon - it's truly the perfect soundtrack to a lazy rural day. As long, that is, as you ignore the (excellent) lyrics about brainwashing cults, suicide attempts and boob jobs.
2) Ladyhawke - Ladyhawke
Maybe its down to the fact that she has Aspergers Syndrome, but New Zealander Pip Brown recreated the very best bits of 1980s synth-rock with unnerving precision on her debut album. On Oh My she sounds like Stevie Nicks, on Another Runaway she is Pat Benatar, on Better Than Sunday she channels Debbie Harry... it really is that good. Only one of the four singles (My Delirium) was a hit, struggling into the top 40 at the end of 2008, but this atmospheric, ballsy pop record deserved more recognition.
3) Lykke Li - Youth Novels
Like fellow Swedish starlet Robyn in 2007, Li Lykke Timotej Zachrisson rewrote the rules on what a pop album could sound like. Rather than slapping you about the face with a broken toilet seat going "this is catchy, goddamnit", Youth Novels worked its way into your heart with a series of subtle, genteel ditties. Produced by Björn Yttling (of Peter, Bjorn & John) it is almost entirely acoustic, even down to the inventive, skittering drum lines composed from hand claps, wooden blocks and mallets. Lead single Little Bit was the most affecting love song of the year, while the driving I'm Good, I'm Gone paired sinister, percussive verses with a sweet release of a chorus. Don't believe me? Listen to this acoustic perfomance of the song:
4) Elbow - Seldom Seen Kid
Here are some adjectives that have been used to describe Elbow's fourth album: stunning, lush, bittersweet, exquisite, epic, majestic, uplifting, poetic, impeccable, tender, wondrous, unbearably lovely. Get the picture? The Seldom Seen Kid is a modern masterpiece. It opens with Starlings - two minutes of hushed harmonies and muted marimbas that suddenly explodes into a cacophony of trumpets. It's designed to make you sit up and pay attention to the following suite of lovingly-crafted ballads. Guy Garvey is unapologetically romantic throughout - "I was looking for someone to complete me. Not anymore, dear, everything has changed. You make the moon a mirrorball" is just one lyrical flourish in an album full of poetry. Simply perfect.
5) Fleet Foxes - Fleet Foxes
Who'd have thought a beardy five-piece vocal harmony group from Seattle would produce one of the best albums of the year? Not me. But Fleet Foxes produced an instant classic with their debut CD - full of haunting choral lullabies, which took as their inspiration starlings, swallows, mountains, snow falls and river banks. The music owed a clear debt to the 1960s folk-rock of Simon and Garfunkel, or Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young - but its presence in the hustle, bustle and bombast of 2008 provided a reassuring oasis of serenity.
6) Duffy - Rockferry
Possessor of the wildest vibrato since Snow White, Duffy owned 2008 - selling more than 4m records around the world by the simple act of combining Amy Winehouse with the girl next door. Her album is rather unfairly derided as boring in some quarters, but Rockferry is stuffed full of heart-rending ballads, seductive pop hooks and stirring choruses. As the Welsh 24-year-old's confidence grew throughout the year, she transformed from a sweater-wearing wallflower into a slinky seductress pouring herself into Jessica Rabbit strapless dresses. Maybe she's not just a cuddly Winehouse after all...
7) Camille - Music Hole
Painstakingly constructed from samples and loops of her own voice, Camille's album is probably the most audaciously ambitious record on this list. With the exception of a lone piano, every sound is produced by a human using one of their many "music holes", according to the blurb. It could have been a tedious intellectual experiment, but France's Camille Dalmais possesses a great big vat of soul - which lifts her songs above mere gimmickry. Highlights include the playful Gospel With No Lord, the (literally) barking Cats & Dogs, and the Mariah Carey-baiting single, Money Note. Mental in the good way.
8) Ting Tings - We Started Nothing
The Ting Tings broke America when Shut Up And Let Me Go was chosen to soundtrack an iPod advert - but there couldn't be a worse device to listen to their album on. Those massive drums and growling bass lines need a hefty pair of nerdtastic hi-fi speakers before they really come to life. The shouty party songs - We Walk, Great DJ, That's Not My Name - are the best, but Katie's sweetly melodic turns on Traffic Light and Be The One show that the band's got more than one trick up it's sleeve.
9) Girls Aloud - Out Of Control
Out Of Control, or A Drop In Quality Control? Girls Aloud's fifth album seemed a bit rushed - with precious little of Xenomania's usual sonic invention and off-the-wall song structures. But there were still five or six stand-outs: The Pet Shop Boys-penned The Loving Kind is a four-minute slab of moody synth genius, while Miss You Bow Wow is the sort of deranged throw-everything-at-the-wall-and-see-what-sticks pop gem that the band probably think they've outgrown. Not their finest hour, but still head and shoulders above anything else a mainstream pop act produced in 2008. Five heads and ten shoulders, to be precise.
10) Emiliana Torrini - Me and Armini / Kings Of Leon - Only By The Night / MGMT - Oracular Spectacular / Santogold - Santogold
Bloody hell, I can't decide between these ones... Emiliana Torrini wins points for combining acoustic rock (like Sara Bareilles) and being utterly bonkers (like Bjork). MGMT did the student disco party anthems, with three absolutely stonking singles and a shockingly poor live act. Kings Of Leon were the only band who really rocked in 2008, while Santogold took MIA's trademark soundclash and made it listenable. And I haven't even mentioned Laura Marling, or Kanye West, or Vampire Weekend, or Q-Tip - it really was a vintage year, wasn't it?
Postscript: Not albums of the year 1) Madonna - Hard Candy Madge opened a sweet shop but it only sold aniseed balls - hard and indigestible with a horrible aftertaste.
2) Various Artists - Mamma Mia! OST Abba karaoke. Literally my worst nightmare.
3) Britney Spears - Circus Is this really the best music money can buy? Cripes.
4) Portishead - Third When the end of the world comes, this will be the soundtrack.
5) Jonas Brothers - A Little Bit Longer Actually, I take that last comment back. This will be the soundtrack to armageddon.
When a band calls themselves Amazing Baby, you can only hope and pray that their music justifies the sheer brilliantness of that name.
Luckily, Amazing Baby are... er... amazing, baby.
Their first EP showcases a knack for the sort of spaced-out electronic prog nonsense that The Flaming Lips and MGMT do so well - in fact, they were in a band called Misogynistic Pineapple (another great name) with MGMT at university. The differences are twofold: Firstly, frontman Will Roan can actually sing. Secondly, their choruses sound like 1980s dadrock.
Well, they're not particularly sexy, but I got your attention...
The band in question is The Management - or MGMT for short - and thankfully they are not a Hale and Pace tribute act (for younger readers, Hale and Pace were the 1980s equivalent of Alan Carr and Justin Lee Collins, only without the facial hair and subtlety).
Formed at Wesleyan University, which is apparently in Connecticut, the band cut their teeth playing the theme tune to Ghostbusters. Not just once, mind you, but over and over again for the duration of their live set.
With that achievement under their belt, they started to write their own music - hitting on a euphoric pop formula which is equal parts Rolling Stones and Hot Chip. Unlike Hot Chip, however, their vocals are not performed by Charlie Brown.
MGMT's debut single, Time To Pretend, is about their fantasies of becoming famous, taking drugs and divorcing models:
This is our decision to live fast and die young. We've got the vision, now let's have some fun. Yeah it's overwhelming, but what else can we do? Get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute?
Given their prominence on several critics' ones-to-watch lists for 2008, those fantasies show early promise of coming true. Somebody might even stump up the cash to pay for a video which doesn't consist of images ripped off from the BBC's Planet Earth programme.