
White Christmas
Berlin's snowless Christmas song, the best-selling physical single ever pressed, and the sound of every soldier's homesickness.

Berlin's snowless Christmas song, the best-selling physical single ever pressed, and the sound of every soldier's homesickness.

McCartney heard a piccolo trumpet on a Bach broadcast, called David Mason in, and pop had never sounded brighter.

Twenty-two takes at A&R Studios, the Sweet Inspirations behind him, and a song Morrison says never paid him royalties.

Nobody in the room had the lyrics, so Bunny Robyn spliced three broken takes into Domino's biggest hit.

An Average White Band loop, Q-Tip and Phife trading lines, and a Queens rooftop that Linden Boulevard still remembers.

No I.D. looped George Benson, Common told hip hop's story as one woman, and Ice Cube took it personally.
Five years in Scholz's basement, a hundred-dollar Yamaha twelve-string on the intro, and Delp stacking harmonies over the top.
Campbell built the track on a LinnDrum, Petty passed, and Henley wrote middle age onto somebody else's demo.

Flood said it wasn't good enough, so Corgan rewrote it that night and got the band's biggest hit.
Mills cut the piano at Criteria on the instrument heard on "Layla," and John Paul Jones arranged the strings.

Mick Ronson suggested the baby rattles and sang the "let it rock" hook; the handclaps were only a guide track.

Twelve players at Western, an empty water jug for percussion, and Murry Wilson speeding the tape a semitone.
Seger walked out of American Graffiti with a story of his own, and took six months finding the words.

Fogerty wrote it in a California apartment, never having set foot in Louisiana, and still summoned the swamp.

Goldwasser wrote the music at nineteen in a dorm room, an exercise in stereotypical pop that outgrew itself.
Sixteen national number ones, then a second life at 12:01 a.m. on 1 August 1981 as MTV's first video.

Pitchfork's fifteenth-best song of the 2000s, the Dreijer siblings' synth pulse, later stripped to one acoustic guitar by Jose Gonzalez.

Nas was twenty and already writing memoir here, over DJ Premier's loop of a Reuben Wilson organ.

Teddy Riley's new jack swing under a nostalgia lyric, with John Singleton staging the video in ancient Egypt.

Armstrong wrote it in 1993 about a girlfriend leaving for Ecuador; Cavallo added the strings while the band played foosball.