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Fatty phew
Fatty phew












fatty phew

I find a particular joy in the chart you're about to read, which rounds up our favourite reissues, mixes, live albums, compilations, OSTs, split cassettes and general miscellany. I'm just one of a number of people polled for the end of year charts, and there's always a host of stuff that slipped through the cracks for me entirely over the course of the last twelve months. That's because, as I paste those embeds, I'm ticking it off too. My favourite comments we get on social media once the charts are published, are from people ticking off how many they've actually heard – or sometimes heard of – out of the top 100.

fatty phew

When they're all compiled and organised in a lovely neat list, however, it's like stepping onto the shore and looking back at a magnificent ocean, teeming and crashing with energy and life. Over the course of the year, all this brilliant and bizarre music comes so thick and fast that it feels like a constant, frantic rush for us to keep up, like deckhands bailing out a leaky boat. It's a slog to put together given our tiny part-time editorial team and the fact our website is by now so creaky that it's prone to catastrophic collapse at any moment, notwithstanding the constant procession of minor illnesses that seem to be repeatedly pounding our flimsy post-lockdown immune systems.Īt the same time though, there's no time of year I feel prouder to write for tQ than when I'm copy and pasting Bandcamp embeds through the fog of a mystery viral infection. End of year list season is always full-on here at tQ.














Fatty phew