Attention Planet Earth: You Have Eleven Months Or So In Which To Come Up With Anything As Great As This Breakdance Battle (Good Luck, Sucker)

The Shortest Distance Between

Moving Faster Miles An Hour

She's A Summer Girl

Chiara, trying on dresses for me, just came into the room to show me a recent purchase. She took a wide eyed look out the window at the clamshell sized snowflakes heaping down, made a face like a kitten that was just made to lick a lemon and said, in a little raspy voice: "winter."

That'll Do, California, That'll Do

Etta James, R.I.P.

Even though you were kinda weirdly bitchy about America's Sweetheart ™, Beyoncé, singing your song to the Obamas at the inaugural ball, I still have nothing but good feeling about you, Etta. I listen to your albums that I have all of the time, really and truly I do. I am sorry you died. Dying is the worst and you were the best.

You Guys, GRIMES (amirite?)

A Little Justin Vernon Goes A Long Way

I Just Need To Face The Facts . . .

. . . I have a Wes Anderson film shaped hole in me somewhere that only a Wes Anderson film can possibly fill:

Swedes And Joshua Trees, A Love Affair

Where Is This Village Where These People Live And Do They Need Any Me?

Ghost Tonight? More Like BEST Tonight

What Is This, THE BEST Day?

There Is Literally Nothing Better Than This

Alright Spain, Alright Italy, You Win

All Lions Want Is To Eat Your Children

Still Great

The Best Part

For My Money, Still The Best Sex Song Of 2011

This Obvious Song For Your Summer BBQ Mix Is Six Months Too Early

This Is The Most Beautiful Song And Video About Nosebleeds, Period

If Wes Anderson Was Into Trash Rap Instead Of The Kinks

2012 Already Delivering The Goods (And The Tiny Basketballs And Tiny Soccer Balls)

This is For Your Hangover, Pysical Or Metaphysical

2012 Welcomes You!