We debated another hour. In the end, we didn’t vote. The list went to press with “Paranoid Android” at number one and “Bittersweet Symphony” at number four. Chloe slipped me a note afterward: You were right. But never tell Mark.
I stayed quiet. I was the junior writer, the one who still took the subway home at 2 a.m. with a Discman skipping in my coat pocket. best song of 1997
Here’s a short story draft for “Best Song of 1997.” It was December 1997, and the fluorescent lights of the Spin magazine office hummed like a trapped fly. Five of us sat around a scarred conference table littered with CD longboxes, coffee cups, and one ashtray that had given up hours ago. We debated another hour