Night Shift, by Lucy Dacus.

Really making an effort to clear out the women-singing-indie-rock backlog here, because that makes up such a massive percentage of my casual listening, and all my favorite songs from the past few years fit firmly in that category.

This song is still Lucy Dacus’s biggest “hit” by “gets mentioned a lot on All Songs Considered” standards, and rightfully so, despite being, apparently, like more than six minutes long? Probably a lot better than some of the six-minute Dylan tracks I’ve recorded, frankly. The first part of the song is harder to get right, but the repeated chorus at the end is lots of fun.

(I’m Not Your) Steppin’ Stone, by The Monkees.

I literally can’t even. This is popped into my head — well — I was in the mood to angrily mash out some punk anthem, looked at Sex Pistols options, saw this song, got confused because I remembered them doing it but also remembered Minor Threat did it, came to understand they both did it, and learned the original (well, actually, no, but the 1960s hit version, at least) was by The Monkees, who, no, are not punk rock.

Further disambiguation: Hendrix plays a completely different song called Stepping Stone.

300. Three. Hundred.