Well, there you go. A record 530 postings proves that swearing is both cool and clever. I'm glad we've sorted that out once and for all. A tip of the hat to all newcomers and also to the moderators for their sensitive handling of a tricky blog.
It was a tall order reflecting the range of suggestions that came in but I think each one of the final 10 earns its place. And look, Steely Dan fans - at least one lyric made it into the list. As for the slightly overlong B-list: NWA (Fuck tha Police), the Buzzcocks (Oh Shit), Anti-Nowhere League (So What), Stiff Little Fingers (You Can't Say Crap On the Radio), Manic Street Preachers (Yes), the Libertines (What a Waster), Brooklyn Funk Essentials (I Got Cash), D'Angelo (Shit Damn Motherfucker), Amy Winehouse (Me & Mr Jones), Liz Phair (Flower), Steve Earle (F the CC), and Ministry (Stigmata (Live)).
Family-friendly normal service is resumed just in time for the school holidays. As people jet off to countries with a functioning summer, the theme is flight: aircraft, obviously, but anything airborne will do, from birds to spaceships. Please avoid the other meaning of flight; We've Gotta Get Out Of This Place is about fleeing not flying. The important thing is a sense of motion through the air. The sci-fi playlist many moons ago featured Telstar but I believe everything else is still up for grabs.
Fly, my pretties, in the direction of the A-Z and the Readers Recommend archive. The deadline, it will not surprise you to learn, is midday on Monday.
