Another weird year for the world and for music draws to an end as it soils its ill-advised advised trousers before staggering toward the finishing line. At the time of writing there seems little respite from Corona hindered in no small part by lack of clarity from a government led by the “cabbage patch Draco Malfoy*” (*©Marina Hyde) who seems more concerned with appeasing libertarian nob heads and the 1922 Committee than protecting public health. And yet now the Toris seem shocked that the bumbling fuckwit wearing the Boris Johnson mask turns out to be, well … Boris Johnson. The man whose “oven-ready Brexit Deal” transpired to be a slightly warm cowpat. The vaccines arrived and essentially saved us from spending the entire year binge-watching Netflix. Dystopian Koren drama Squid Game became the year’s surprise hit smashing records having been watched by 111 million subscribers in its first 28 days. Elsewhere billionaires launched their phallic-shaped insecurities into space and the rise of the conspiracy theorist and Anti-vax movement continued to spew its arrant bollocks all over social media and threatened to take us back to the start of the pandemic whilst in America, Capitol Hill was stormed by QAnon loons at the behest of outgoing President Donald Trump. Like the massive orange man-baby he is, The Donald refused to accept the result of the US election, it was all apparently as fake as his tan, yup it’s all fake news baby. However, nobody predicted when the revolution came it would be led by a group of dentally challenged yee-hawing miscreants who looked as though they'd just wandered off the set of Deliverance. Or that a bloke who resembled a cross between a buffalo, a reject from a Village People tribute act, a Poundland new age shaman and JK from Jamiroquai would become their poster boy. The Twat in the (tin-foil) hat. Joe Biden took over and when he managed to stay awake promptly disappointed but hey at least he's not Trump, which let's face it is setting the bar pretty low. In the UK GB News was launched to much fanfare as Britain’s answer to Fox News( was that a question that even needed an answer?) by everybody's favourite creepy Uncle, the rubicund faced brillo pad connoisseur Andrew Neil and much unintentional hilarity ensued. The channels mission statement was to "fight cancel culture and reflect marginalised voices not heard in the media", because of course such views had previously only been championed by The Sun, the Daily Mail, The Express, The Telegraph and co. ie. The “mainstream media” ie. the actual media. Ironically Neil left the "anti woke" channel after becoming somewhat "woke himself" claiming he couldn't sleep due to stress after presenting just eight programmes in three months before flouncing off. Another weird year for the world and for music draws soils its ill-advised advised trousers before staggering toward the finishing line