SINGLES OF THE YEAR
We did our waiting. 4 years of it. For this one song. We listened to it 74 times the day it came out. The prison jazz genre was so back this year. Russian Coney Island when?
This makes us feel things. Has anyone contacted Bill? What a beautiful heartbreaking song. Strings. Keys. Extremely Walter Mitty-core for those who dig that.
We didn’t know Rosali before this year. And now we’re horribly embarrassed. For the indie-folk girlies, this is well worth a listen.
HUGE moment in time for bands with Goose or Geese in their name. Norwegian Bossa Nova in full effect here.
What a cute lil guy. A small indie artist out of Los Angeles somehow leading the 5th wave emo genre makes us very happy.
I mean... c’mon?
Hello Evel Knievel. It’s King Gizzard and the Lynyrd Skynyrd. Is this a silly album? Yes. Is classic rock back? No. But no artist this year clearly had more fun making a track.
LOL. Fuck this dude. The new sound is what he said it would be. But for the love of God boss, chill. For music heads that can’t listen to anything listenable anymore, this is for you.
Vince is the funniest dude alive. But this track makes me wanna walk alone at night on a dimly lit street in the rain. Sick.
Clairo banged in 2024. List worthy? A stretch. But from all of us here at Dry Campus, we too just want to be sexy to someone. Smooth as hell, if you haven’t heard, please do.