Despite everything else that’s happened in 2020, there sure has been a lot of good music. It just keeps coming, and we’ve all found the songs that have helped us soundtrack all the events and trials that this year has unleashed. Whether discovered via playlists, mixtapes, albums or even the radio (remember that?), sometimes you hear a song just gets its claws into you โ€“ or perhaps it finally sneaks up on you after half a dozen listens โ€“ but once it’s there, it’s indelibly linked with that moment in time.

Obviously, each individual has their own songs they’ll associate with 2020, so narrowing it down to a Top 50 is pretty much impossible. We’re not even sure we could tell you how we came up with this list โ€“ but we’ve done it, and we’re proud to present it below. From blockbuster singles, to album deep cuts, to teasers for what’s to come in the new year, we’ve selected a whole host of tracks we hope you’ll agree were among the most resonant released this year.

Enjoy a Spotify playlist of our Top 50 Songs here, and keep up with all of our Best of 2020 content here.


50.

Car Seat Headrest – “There Must Be More Than Blood”

[Matador]

No one probably could have predicted the direction Will Toledo would take his beloved bedroom-turned-major-indie-label project Car Seat Headrest. After reimagining the near immaculate Twin Fantasy for a new age of fan, Toledo retired to the studio to take things in a different direction. The result, the ultimately polarizing Making a Door Less Open, was pinpointed by standardized rock and electronic traits, with only a few classic Car Seat callbacks. Of those callbacks, the seven-plus-minute track โ€œThere Must Be More Than Bloodโ€ comes the closest to what diehard fans have expected.

After a decade writing from the heart with gut-wrenching purpose, Toledoโ€™s pivot on Making a Door Less Open gives way to a thoughtful but exhausting retrospective. Heโ€™s travelled the world, played to crowds small and large, and he must ponder if thereโ€™s more to it than this. This is the point on Door that resounds with most listeners, as it shares several themes that were begun on early fan favorites like โ€œSomething Soonโ€ and continues to hold Toledo under this contemplative light.

Regardless of the consensus on the album, โ€œThere Must Be More Than Bloodโ€ sums up Toledoโ€™s feelings on stardom. This is a guy who had eight albums under his belt by the time Matador signed him, and his priorities have changed drastically since then, as they should with anyone. Elsewhere on the record he toys with multiple styles โ€“ some that pay off and some that donโ€™t โ€“ but with โ€œBloodโ€ he pinpoints the purpose behind this semi-reinvention, and itโ€™s all about looking for that purpose behind what youโ€™re doing and how youโ€™re living. Whether he comes to the conclusion he was looking for is immaterial โ€“ itโ€™s the fact that heโ€™s cognizant enough to ask the question that matters. – Tim Sentz


49.

Frances Quinlan – “Your Reply”

[Saddle Creek]

Characteristically, โ€œYour Replyโ€ finds Frances Quinlan deep in a novel, examining the marginalia and following her inquisitiveness down a wormhole into discovering that the author died by falling out of a window while โ€œstretching out to feed pigeons / or a stray cat, depending on the website.โ€ She doesnโ€™t actually mention the name of the book or author in the song, but there are enough details that sleuths have pinpointed the exact passage sheโ€™s reading: it comes from Closely Watched Trains by 20th century Czech writer Bohumil Hrabal. This is exactly the kind of close reading that Quinlanโ€™s bookish lyricism invites listeners to invest themselves in, and more than in the often boisterous work with her main band Hop Along, her words are given more space to breathe and live in her solo work.

That doesnโ€™t necessarily make following her train of thought any easier though. Moving us on from her exploration of Hrabal, she places us in the middle of a dinner date, where Quinlan finds herself rambling about a 1950s documentary in which lemmings throw themselves to their death. Catching herself, she smoothly adds โ€œdinner, by the way, was divine,โ€ in a surprisingly romantic and melodious voice. And how about the titular โ€œYour Replyโ€? Well, this whole time sheโ€™s waiting for her dinner partner to unveil themselves, to let Quinlan see a part of them that she hasnโ€™t. Maybe it isnโ€™t even there at all and Quinlan is clinging to an imaginary truth? Itโ€™s uncertain, but these rambling, meta-textual thoughts are the lifeblood of her songwriting, and โ€œYour Replyโ€ is perhaps the finest example yet. – Rob Hakimian


48.

Jeff Rosenstock – “Ohio Tpke”

[Polyvinyl]

End credits vibes throughout this one, which is set to make playlists way after 2020 has become a distant and traumatic memory. The closing track, which emerges as a definite highlight of Jeff Rosenstock‘s fourth solo album NO DREAM (even though the LP is perhaps best consumed in its entirety at once in order to ensure appropriate digestion of sonic and lyric content), โ€œOhio Tpkeโ€ is a track that simultaneously throws us back and pushes us forward, proving an adequate metaphor to whatever the hell is currently going on. Like the rest of the album, and the generality of Rosenstock’s career, the track is urgent and necessary; nothing in NO DREAM feels like a dispensable adornment, as things mean what they say and say what they mean. But the closer brings this to an appropriate peak, loud and proud like an unashamed cry for help or the most ecstatic climax. Music is supposed to make you feel feelings anyway, and some even say the more mixed the better. Weird times indeed. I’m just glad Jeff Rosenstock is here to help us make sense of it all. – Ana Leorne


47.

Bill Callahan – “Pigeons”

[Drag City]

Bill Callahan has a great sense of humour, and just in case you didn’t know, you’ll find it in the first line to “Pigeons”. “Hello, I’m Johnny Cash,” he greets the listener as the journey begins. There’s a wistful smirk in his voice as he takes on the persona of a wedding limo driver carrying two newlyweds away from a chapel. As he drives he sings peacefully of those in the back, locations he’s passing, and advice he’s asked for.

Callahan plays a gently bobbing guitar and various instruments (light brass, wispy woodwind, some more guitars) come and go, like landmarks or scenery his limo is passing by. His pacing is so refined and wonderful that when he takes a pause for thought in the lyrics, the music follows suit and it feels like the car is just slowing at the traffic lights. I’m of the opinion that pretty much any Callahan track is worth a spin, but “Pigeons” definitely so. It’s Callahan at his best: wry, homely, and quietly brilliant. Plus, you know, who wouldn’t want to spend five minutes riding with Johnny Cash. – Ray Finlayson


46.

Jerskin Fendrix – “Oh God”

[untitled (recs)]

Should Jerskin Fendrixโ€™s schtick work this well? Hell if I know, but Iโ€™ll be damned if it doesnโ€™t. You never know quite when the man is baring his soul or when heโ€™s cruelly toying with us, joking all along. โ€œOh Godโ€ no doubt features a bit of both. You canโ€™t help but hear โ€œIf only the girls in here could hear me play piano,โ€ without a heavy helping of self-deprecating mockery, after all. Yet, more than anything, it plays like a panic attack thatโ€™s been a long time coming. Heโ€™s picking at his lips, heโ€™s taking a break from productivity, heโ€™s stealing lines, but above all, heโ€™s just about to lose the one he loves. We donโ€™t get the full story, but we know heโ€™s yet another white guy with an Asian girlfriend abroad. He wants to screw around, she wants to screw around, but when she actually calls him up (โ€œat 9am her timeโ€) to call it off? Sheer terror, and one of the, Iโ€™ll say it, hardest indie kid musical break downs of the year sets in. Youโ€™re gonna lose that girl, and damn if itโ€™s not going to hurt. – Chase McMullen


45.

The Lemon Twigs – “The One”

[4AD]

An initial naรฏve expectation that we’d be out of the woods by summer made The Lemon Twigs postpone the release of Songs For The General Public to late August, but it soon became obvious we wouldn’t be able to enjoy it live anytime soon. Which is an utter shame, since the D’Addario brothers’ impressive coming of age music-wise would be fantastic to witness on stage.

Despite never straying away from the nostalgia-ridden landscapes they’ve been presenting us with since “These Words” avalanched into our ears in 2016, the big secret of “The One”‘s appeal is them having achieved the perfect balance of heartwarming and heartbreaking in a single tuneโ€”that addictive happy-sad feeling one inevitably gets with most throwback moments. The Lemon Twigs’ ever-evolving 70s FM rock formula as made evident by the deliciously multicoloured pastiche that is “The One” may lead some to suspect parody; but deep down we all know the best way to pay homage is through a flawless caricature. And, to quote Carly Simon, nobody does it better. – Ana Leorne


44.

Phoebe Bridgers – “I Know The End”

[Dead Oceans]

A projector clicks on and the end credits begin. Phoebe Bridgers starts painting the picture, and her attention to detail makes it all seem real (“Out in the park, we watch the sunset / Talking on a rusty swing set”). Coupling the end of her relationship with an imagined end of the world scenario might seem a touch heavy-handed, but this is Punisher‘s final play: a moment of explosion, cathartic screaming and all. Before she gets there though, Bridgers’ cool, hushed voice is reassuring throughout; “I know, I know, I know,” she repeats. It’s the simplest of phrases, but it couldn’t be more parental, more caring, more human if you tried. 

As the sound builds, she seems to wrap up details and references from the rest of the album into imagined scenarios to face the apocalypse (buying a new house, UFOs in the sky), all before announcing “the end is here.” It’s literal, of course, but it seems like such a relief. Horns rise, drums charge, and by now the song has the heft of a Hollywood movie score to make you feel like something truly monumental is in front of you. When everything sours into a minor key, it feels like Bridgers has entered the eye of the storm โ€“ but she is surrounded by her musician friends, who gravitate her (and the song) beyond the stratosphere. In the face of the end of the world, aim for the stars. Bridgers did that, and the result is enough to take you there with her. – Ray Finlayson


43.

TWICE – “Behind The Mask”

[JYP Entertainment]

You know the world is in a state when even the most gleeful pop groups take a step back and find inspiration in the pandemic. Written in collaboration with none other than esteemed Korean songwriter Heize, and even composed in part by Dua Lipa, one can truly say TWICE‘s “Behind the Mask” is a pop smash of global proportions.

It’s cleverness lies within the fact that the song would make sense in any year: that mask we all wear in our daily lives, masking our feelings. Naturally, it takes on a fair more literal meaning in 2020, and the song becomes the bop for all of us wishing we could simply see the people around us. How are we going to find someone, when the best we can do are shy glances at a hidden visage? TWICE have the medicine for that. – Chase McMullen


42.

Alexis Marshall – “Nature in Three Movements”

[Sargent House]

Broodingly manic and bursting with bile from the cracks of traumatic wounds, “Nature in Three Movements” was all that Alexis Marshall needed to remind everyone that no one can project a tormented psyche quite like the Daughters frontman. Released after months of intense treatment for mental illness, “Nature in Three Movements” sees Marshall re-emerge from the other end of his toiling bout sounding โ€“ ironically โ€“ more anguished than before.

As Marshall’s voice convulses, singing, “Couldn’t put the hammer down / He wore one right between his eyes / Couldn’t be left alone…” you wouldn’t be blamed for wanting to extend a helping hand to Marshall as he pleas for help in a manner that is โ€“ at the very least โ€“ unsettling. As his bludgeoning words pummel their way into our hearts without a single ounce of anaesthetic, this battering ram of a single is reinforced by percussive distortion that is threatening, but not unlike what we heard on Daughters’ last album. And yet, at the same time, “Nature in Three Movements” resembles nothing from Marshall’s band, as the rabid song feels uncomfortably personal to his mental headspace. If, for some odd reason, you want to be made privy to what a mental breakdown feels like, “Nature in Three Movements” will take you there, but then deep into a terrifying hell you could never have imagined. – Kyle Kohner


41.

Serial Killers – “Normal”

[Open Bar Entertainment]

In a year when our concept of โ€˜normalโ€™ has been re-adjusted several times over, few acts have summed up the confusion and sheer stupidity of humanity as well as Xzibit, B-Real, and Demrick did on their Serial Killers Present: Summer of Sam album. Chief among these is the song โ€œNormalโ€ itself, where their introduction is heralded by a series of newscaster clips about COVID cases topping a million in the US, the impact the quarantine is having on local businesses, and plans to delay the re-opening of states. Itโ€™s a startling introduction that sets up the ominous tone of โ€œNormalโ€, in which the three rappers thrive.

However, they donโ€™t take the obvious option of rapping about what the responsible citizen needs to do to help the country and economy recover, but instead take on caricatures of people who think theyโ€™re above it all. Xzibit begins unwaveringly, detailing his unwillingness to stay indoors and feeling like heโ€™s been doing time; โ€œThey ainโ€™t gonโ€™ stop me from livinโ€™ / Iโ€™ma do what I want / Iโ€™ma compromise my respiratory system with blunts.โ€ Demrick hops in next, picking up the baton of arrogance by announcing heโ€™s heading outdoors, sharing beers and blunts with his homies, cursing Wuhan, and getting head in the strip club, announcing โ€œIโ€™m healthy and fit / I ainโ€™t gonโ€™ never get sick.โ€ B-Real is last up, complaining about shows being cancelled and going stir crazy in his home, before he too inevitably heads outside.

The kicker? At the end of each of their verses, they all end up getting COVID โ€“ coughs, positive tests, the whole shebang. And just in case you want to laugh it off by saying this is all make believe silliness, they wrap up โ€œNormalโ€ with a clip of a real mob of people complaining about their freedoms being violated. Yep, people really are that selfish and ignorant. Sometimes the truest way to show it is to hold a mirror up to it, which is what Serial Killers have expertly done on โ€œNormalโ€. – Rob Hakimian