The C*******s lights are already up on your neighbour’s roof, Jona Lewie’s clearing his throat on the shopping centre stereo and you are starting to get that familiar tingle in your list-scribbling fingers as the excitement rises in the days before Lodey fires the starting pistol in the AW poll… But what’s that other niggling thought at the back of your mind? Ah yes, the recollection that in previous years you’ve chewed the ears off your mates, raving about some new timeless masterpiece which, now that you think of it, you’ve hardly played since you bought it. I asked this one a few years back but, allowing for my own absence of new ideas and your encroaching senility, I’ll try again: are there any albums you esteemed highly in the polls of recent years which, having lived with them for some time, you feel maybe weren’t so great after all. Or, more happily, was there something whose magnificence you failed to grasp before the deadline which has, over time, become a favourite? I’ll go first. Hearing the groovy new Bruno Mars/Anderson .Paak single has reminded me that it’s very seldom nowadays that I want to hear Mr .Paak’s album which » Continue Reading.