While my 2007 best of the year movie list will appear in the first Maroon of the quarter, I will not be submitting a music list this year. I have admittedly weird tastes, yes, but this year, my weird taste has been validated more in the press than in past years. For instance, my favorite song of the year, hands down, was "No Pussy Blues" by Grinderman, Nick Cave's latest project. This deadpan, 100% irony-free song is about just what is sounds like, one of the oldest rock standards: blue balls. Yet, Grinderman's fantastic track displays Cave's maturity both as a musician and human being and "No Pussy Blues displays the humor, bleakness, and catharsis that could only come with a perspective like Cave's on a subject normally meant for teenagers. I was pleasantly surprised when Pitchfork ranked it as high as #11, but now, Jess Harvall at Idolator, as always, one upps her main rival by ranking "No Pussy Blues" #1B in Idolator's Top 40 list of awesomeness, a precursor to their critic-wide choice of albums and tracks. Not only that, but Jess explains her omission of P-fork's own #1 choice, LCD Soundsystem's "All My Friends". I couldn't have said it better myself, so here's her words:

LCD Soundsystem's "All My Friends," undoubtedly a great record, has found its way to the top of many year-end best-of lists thanks to (among other sentiments) its generally uplifting affirmation that you still might be able to find solace for the sucky parts of your life in platonic companionship well after those intense friendships of your teenage years. And who wouldn't find it easier to be seduced by a song with a smidge of hope for relationships getting richer with age? James Murphy's occasional notes of thirtysomething anxiousness about isolation are pure Hallmark compared to Cave and his song that seems to say friends don't mean shit when you're twenty years on from that and still scrounging desperately for one more lay, no better off than you were when you were 15, just as fixated on ass, and probably more likely to get it. So what's left to do but crack wise with a wink and all wit your tired ol' butt can muster after yet another flub and set it to the grimiest groove of the last 12 months? "No Pussy Blues" ain't earnest and it's pretty ugly, but if you value ribaldry and release more than most things, this is your tune.

The selection here once again confirm's Idolator's status as a critic and fan favorite. I imagine after the debacle with the Village Voice's Pazz and Jop poll last year, Idolator's poll will only get stronger.