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Back in October of 2008, BlogHer's Suzanne asked "Where Are The Women In Hip Hop?"

Whether you call them the 00s, the aughts, the aughties, the noughties or the naughties the decade is over. I had this discussion with someone on another forum: what sound or musical style defined the decade?

I was a little taken aback when I first heard Florence + the Machine much-hyped single, "A Kiss With a Fist." Not so much the subject matter -- you'd be naive to deny the history of violence in popular song (more on that latter) -- but the messages left in the band's Last.fm shoutbox: "First time listen........great!!!" "LOVE this." "Love the energy of this song. And Florence looks hawt rocking out in the video."

2009: The Year In Music

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For a lot of music fans, 2009 was "The Year of the GaGa." Lady GaGa, that is, assuming you haven't been hiding under a rock for the past twelve months. But no new artist Grammy? Idolator says

A mere twelve hours after Halloween's end my cable provider's Sound of the Seasons station was playing holiday music. Aren't we supposed to wait until after Thanksgiving? At least? I'm not the only blogger lamenting the premature appearance of holiday tunes.

I guess an easy answer would be some do, but many still don't. Granted, I have only anecdotal evidence, but it doesn't surprise me while digging through some of my last.fm contacts music libraries, I found that male artists far outweigh female ones. (I actually did some tallying up -- because I am a nerd like that. It was around 5% at the low end, and 25% at the high.)

I'll admit it: I'm a huge geek. But I'm also a huge music fan and always seem to find ways to marry my love for music with my love for all things technical and nerdy. So it probably comes as no small shock that I find this fascinating. Apparently, someone has developed software that can predict whether a song will be a hit or not. NPR's Laura Sydell on Music Intelligence Solutions' Hit Song Science:

When Childhood Icons Die

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When hearing of Kurt Cobain's untimely, but not surprising, suicide 1n 1994, my initial reaction wasn't grief or shock, but fear that this would be one of those"defining moments" of my generation. Like the Baby Boomers before us had Elvis and John Lennon, two iconic figures whose lives were cut short, I had that first taste "Wow, life's short." But a suicide, while sad and tragic, is only a blip on the radar screen of life, and we expect out idols to live at least long enough to experience that awesome comeback tour. The ones that don't took Neil Young's advice a little too seriously.

From Being There's "Sunken Treasure," Wilco's Jeff Tweedy sings, "I got my name from rock and roll." I've noticed the older I get, the more I write about my favorites from years gone by -- the music that shaped me, or at least shaped my tastes -- rather than align myself with whatever's newest, hippest, coolest. (Or more apt, what's "most blogged about.") Pretty typical, I guess, as my generation moves into its thirties and forties. I spent the better part of my week seeking out posts that do the same. Lism.

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