James Blake ft. Travis Scott & Metro Boomin – Mile High
We once again take out or Blakeometer to measure the limits of our love.
Pop, to two decimal places
We once again take out or Blakeometer to measure the limits of our love.
So I was going to re-use one of our taglines from previous entries as a hat-tip to self-referencing, but none of them made sense in context. So you'll have to make do with editorial whingeing instead.
Every year, we decide to cover the song that wins Triple J's Hottest 100. And every year, this happens.
Frankly, our writers are a bit exhausted after our big Britney blitz. (And if you enjoyed that, you might also ...
Your editor's been sweltering in 105 degree heat and would quite like one of those polar vortex things right now, or at least some snow. This won't quite do.
Whoa?
Not a lot of love lost here.