
Here Comes the Sun
Harrison wrote it in Clapton's garden while skipping a business meeting, and it sounds exactly like that relief.

Harrison wrote it in Clapton's garden while skipping a business meeting, and it sounds exactly like that relief.

Patrick Leonard co-wrote it, Prince played the intro guitar, and Pepsi pulled its five million dollar ad but paid anyway.
Prince wrote it for a side project that went nowhere; O'Connor's tears in the video were real, and unplanned.

Two quiet verses, then Artie Schroeck's brass kicks the door in, and Valli's solo single stalled one place from number one.

Pink passed on it and Duff couldn't hit the notes, so Clarkson asked for heavier guitars and won a Grammy.
Forty-four takes for the backing track, Hal Blaine and Carol Kaye on it, and an intro built like a fanfare.
A church organ quoting Wham!'s Freedom, then Hugh Burns's Bo Diddley rhythm, and four weeks at number one.

Two point one million American advance orders, and behind them a Paris hotel upright where McCartney wrote it.

Starr sang it at dawn after ten takes, having first made them cut the line about thrown tomatoes.

Youssou N'Dour improvising in Wolof, and a bassline so deep it had to move up the vinyl.

Two weeks of Alpine fog broke, and Lynne wrote this and thirteen more songs, closing it with a vocoder.

Ali Payami and guitarist Niklas Ljungfelt built the track; Swift turned an on-off romance into a fashion metaphor.

Mitchell threw back a Hawaii hotel curtain, saw mountains above a parking lot, and wrote pop's sunniest protest song.

Don Was suggested welding a fifteen-minute jam to a shouted chorus, and Cindy Wilson's tin-roof ad-lib stayed in.
Holland-Dozier-Holland gave Gaye a rare uncomplicated love song, and that rolling piano and the Andantes carried it to number six.

Townshend built it from a single word in "Tracks of My Tears", and American pressings rewrote the line about race.

Sixteen-year-old Michael Brown's hands shook when Renee walked into the control room, so he cut the harpsichord part later, alone.

Friends banged on a piano bench at a party; Simon and Halee looped the thumping into a rhythm track.