(During December I will be writing about my 30 favourite songs of the year. They are in no particular order, though my favourite will be posted last on the 31st)
The closing track and contender for the best song on Icona Pop’s (frankly amazing) debut album is an instant bubblegum pop classic. The new wave guitars and perky synths seem a throwback to the chart music of the 80s and early 90s, but there is also something very much 2013 about it too. Maybe this down to the patented Icona girl gang shouting? Whatever, you should be too busy shouting along to the irrepressible day-glo chorus to care. The final chant of “All I wanna do is have a good time!” (all Icona Pop lyrics come with an exclamation mark) sums up the album and the extraordinary pop band who created it perfectly.
"We were entering our sixth hour at sea, sailing west into the Atlantic from the Outer Hebrides, when we finally saw St Kilda. I knew what to look for – a volcanic stone outcrop in the middle of the ocean – but I had no idea quite what to expect. The rocks rose out of the sea like Mordor: the black sea-towers of Stac Lee and Stac an Armin looming like sentry guards, and beyond them the main island, Hirta, its great peaks wreathed in banner-cloud. I’d read that St Kilda is so far out into the Atlantic it has its own weather: the storm systems roll across from Canada and catch here on the jagged heights of Conachair and Mullach Mòr like sheep’s wool on a barbed-wire fence. Even from six or seven miles away the archipelago before us was a mountain range – rising over 1,400 feet and tearing up through the flat grey fabric of the sea."