Oh, end of the year. You’ve come to visit once again and you’ve brought along your annoying cousin, the [Superlative] [Number of Items] [Thing] of the [Time Period] list. And with this being the last of the Aught’s, you’ve also brought your weird uncle who’s of no actual blood relation, the DECADE LIST.

We love neat little packages in order of Most Great to Least Great of the Great. I, for one, don’t get this need our generation has to rank everything. Mainly because I can never seem to muster the organizational skills to create such a list. Ask me for my “top films of 2009” and I’ll struggle to even remember what I saw this calendar year. “Uh, Frost/Nixon? Brokeback Mountain?” And to order them? My god. What are the criteria? Most tears? Most times viewed? Most male full frontal nudity?

Seriously, as I’m writing this I can’t even remember what I saw or bought this year besides Harry Potter, Star Trek and the new MuteMath album. And speaking of Mute Math, they are my Top One Bands of the Decade. So there. I guess I did make a list. SUCK ON THAT ALL SONGS CONSIDERED!