Following Monday's sad news about the passing of Lesley Gore, Judy Solash (née Gottlieb)—a woman who, as a teen in 1963, threw a tantrum that inspired her father, a restaurant owning, songwriting hobbyist, to write "It's My Party"—talked about the party meltdown that led to one of Gore's biggest radio hits.

The melodic warbling of Justin Bieber is credited with saving a man's life in Europe.

Two weeks ago, at Social Media Marketing World—"the world's largest social media marketing conference"—a young woman got on stage and sang an original song (entirely in her upper register) called "Let's Get Social." It's about social media.

If you're itching to hear some new Miguel (and let's face it, who isn't!) then this is your best solution. Off the newest soundtrack to the HBO show Girls, entitled Volume 2: All Adventurous Women Do ..., Miguel's song, "Simplethings" is pretty damn good.

A controversial song from a Christian film has been 86'd from the upcoming Academy Awards ballot, over what Oscar committee executives cite as a rule violation.

I'm assuming the actual lyrics are about building a snowman rather than creating an anatomically correct powdered ice sculpture for the sole purpose of rubbing one's tingly parts against. However, I haven't seen the movie (no one will reimburse me! Maybe I should set up a Kickstarter?) so maybe Disney has just given…

I know I already posted one "most popular songs of 2013" mix, but I really love this one from DJ Earworm. It's kinda like someone took all your leftover Thanksgiving dishes and mixed them into one delicious mega meal of funky fabulousness. I'm a fan.

How have you never heard them before? Bearably. Ba dum BUMP!

Is this making anyone else sniffle? Or did the stress of having my entire loud-ass, stressful, arguing family staying in my two bedroom apartment just make me crack? Am I cracking? I cannot tell.

This isn't even a music video as much as it is a genius ploy by some person with a camera to film their most swole male friends being eighty-five percent naked and taking showers and riding around in a convertible. WOooooOOOooo.

Or maybe it's the only period anthem ever, but whatever. It's awesome, and I'm ready for the Broadway show based on it. (Can I play the role of "Rag Jam"? I know Carrot Top's the obvious choice, but I have red hair and a passion for song.)

I can't put my finger on it, but I know it's there. Anyone? WE WILL CRACK YOUR CODE, SWIFT.

Of course by fools, I mean JESUS CHRIST WHAT HAVE I BEEN DOING WITH MY LIFE. I mean, I fell down twice today just by walking. I don't know if it's the theater dork in me, but I can't turn away. Excuse me while I attempt to pull off this routine — if there are no other posts tonight, call the paramedics or just let me…

In an alternate universe, Superman landed on the outskirts of Mexico City and went on to become a super-powered club promoter called Los Ojos Calientes, Golden Girls was called Golden Guys, Steve Urkel was a Swedish exchange student no one in the Winslow family could understand, TLC recorded “...Baby One More Time,”…

She went from zero to her own... I don't know? A 4? 5?

We already heard a snippet of Prince's new jam Breakfast Can Wait, but the whole song and accompanying video certainly deliver. (Because breakfast?) Even more impressive, it was directed by and stars 18-year-old Danielle Curie.

Vancouver musician Michelle Kwan tears into the Guns n' Roses classic on the guzheng. The "guitar solo" part gave me chills! Play, lady, play.

Marty Robbins' El Paso is the perfect gunfighter ballad to wrap up one of the finest shows on television. A tip of the pork pie hat to Vince Gilligan and crew.

Is there such a thing as the song of fall? There is now. (Sure, why not.)