The Pop Corporation

You’re buying presents, going on work parties, getting the bags in, doing shopping, worrying about the turkey and wondering when you’ll have five minutes to sit down with a glass of something nice to yourself, with some records on.

Christmas and New Year. The silliest time of the year but, ultimately, one of the most wholesome and fun if you let it.

You’re probably not inclined to be reading op-eds, music news, listicles and the rest about as much as we’re inclined to write them. It’ll absolutely kill us on traffic and the algorithm will hammer us in a bad way. We don’t care. We don’t make any money from this. It all doesn’t matter, in a freeing way.

Go cuddle someone or have a mince pie or whatever it us you do. We might sporadically write someone stuff, but it isn’t urgent that you read it.

See you in 2026.