Over here at The 405, we're a varying bunch of eclectic online misfits. Our team of writers, photographers, editors and socia medial-savvy GIF-experts may be sprawled across the planet, with completely different opinions about music, film, art, and memes but at least there's one thing we can all agree on: 2016 was trash. And that's proved enough to unite us all.

Earlier this week, we released our top albums of the year list. That was soon followed by our top songs of the year playlist. But while we all we did our best to make sure we covered as much ground as we could with our inevitable cycle of year-end pieces, we still had some personal business to attend to with a year that left us ready to wrap it up early. So 2016, have a seat, we have some things to get off our chest.

Alexandra Howard


Album of the Year: Rhiea by Oathbreaker.
Film of the Year: Green Room (read my thoughts on it here).
Thoughts on 2016: It's been pretty naff hasn't it?
New Year's Resolution: Grow my hair, and stop reopening my OKCupid profile.


Micaela Ralph


Album of the Year: For me it's easily The Avalanches' Wildflower. Growing up in Australia I went crazy for the tsunami of awesome that was The Avalanches' first album Since I left you. Nearly 16 years later the much anticipated and slightly feared second album (no one wanted it to be shit) came out and... let me tell you... it did not disappoint. Yeah, maybe it was a more simplified, stripped back, less intricately woven, layered and detailed version of The Avalanches that I loved for all those years, but it was still The Avalanches. It was still really good, and it is still the best album I heard this year. I almost broke an arm dancing madly to 'Subways' in my bedroom. Danny Brown rapping on 'Frankie Sinatra' made me shout "YASSS" at my windscreen whilst driving up the M20. 'The Noisy Eater' speaks directly to my soul. Go get it, go listen to it, close your eyes and imagine warm sunlight beating down on you whilst you listen to 'Colours' and just embrace the awesome.
Film of the Year: If you didn't know already, I'm a huge horror and foreign cinema nerd. So is it any surprise that my choice this year is South Korea's box office smasher Train to Busan? I got to see this lovely specimen at Fright Fest in London this year and boy-howdy did it knock my socks off. I've been totally over 'zombie-horror' for the last few years, maybe more like 8-10, it seemed like there wasn't anywhere to go after 28 Days Later, I mean, once they can run... that's like.... that's the worst it gets, right? But I gotta say, South Korean cinema is totally fearless. If you need to loosen your bowels - watch this film. Imagine a zombie virus breakout but on a moving train you can't get off. It's nail biting, violent and so very intense. The characters were loveable which made watching them die on a speeding tin can all the more heartbreaking and frightening. The acting, as usual, was superb. Direction, cinematography and soundtrack all formed a tri-force of glory and swung this movie to the top for me. It was a great ride.
Thoughts on 2016: I think I'm in the same camp as most people on this topic. 2016 was a car crash. Not just politically, globally, economically but actually personally it was a terrible year too. However, I think the best way to see the year out is to fully soak in all the negative events, all the horrible twists of fate and unbelievable let downs and just remind ourselves that we can only appreciate good and wonderful things if we experience bad shit. Good stuff, no matter how small is going to feel so fucking great now. I'm cool with this year if it means I can appreciate the little things again... for a while... until I get selfish, complacent and cocky and the world turns on its axis once more to begin orbiting my delicate ego again.
New Year's Resolution: To be less embarrassed about my obsession with K-pop. To be less stingy with the gas bill and turn my heating on once in a while because I'll freeze to death one day when I least expect it. To call my parents more. To try for a while to exercise more. To let my cat sleep and not disturb it for cuddles constantly. To try yoghurt again - millions of people don't think its that bad why am I the weird one?


Will Tomer


Album of the Year: Double Vanity by BRONCHO.
Film of the Year: Arrival.
Thoughts on 2016: Globally, it was a non-stop parade of dog shit. Personally, I met a really lovely girl. So hopefully 2017 can bridge the gap a little.
New Year's Resolution: I will make my annual pledge to pull my head out of my ass. I will inevitably fail.


Wil Cook


Album of the Year: Centres by Ian William Craig.
Film of the Year: Embrace of the Serpent.
Thoughts on 2016: It might be a good thing that we are making our planet unsuitable for human existence.
New Year's Resolution: I would like to hang a set of shelves successfully, not die, and read books and essays by people I disagree with rather than their tweets and comments.


Kristofer Thomas


Album of the Year Philip Glass: The Complete Sony Recordings. I threw £120 at this the day it was released without a second thought. A sprawling, near-comprehensive collection of the composer's seminal recordings, the set contains his celebrated work across various mediums, as well as perhaps the best available version of Einstein on the Beach - Glass' groundbreaking 1975 experimental opera.
Film of the Year: Paterson. An unusually busy year for Jim Jarmusch resulted in the immersive rock-doc Gimmie Danger (a love letter to Iggy Pop and The Stooges) and Paterson - a gentle, slow-burner that explores ideas of art in the modern age and the inherently repetitive nature of life. The film also features Adam Driver giving one of the most understated and technically brilliant performances of the year. A further shout out goes to the rereleases of the magnificent El Sur (1983) and John Singleton's brilliant Boyz n the Hood (1991).
Thoughts on 2016: Shambles of a year.
New Year's Resolution: Keep on keeping on.


Grant Rindner


Album of the Year: Cymbals Eat Guitars' Pretty Years.
Film of the Year: Hell or High Water.
Thoughts on 2016: Not a great year for film, not a great year for hip-hop, not a great year for politics, but there were some really good indie records.
New Year's Resolution: For 2017 to be nothing like 2016.


Michael Cyrs


Album of the Year: David Bowie's Blackstar. Bowie and Visconti gave us everything Bowie's best albums have always possessed: fantastic employment of dozens of instruments, forward-thinking poetry and imagery, and placement of Bowie's voice at the center; never once becoming grating or tired despite knocking at death's door. We have a new, more powerful synonym for "swan song."
Thoughts on 2016: Information hurt us. We had records that attempted to collect all the facts (Hope Six Demolition Project, We Got It From Here...), records that couldn't help but drown in the facts (A Moon Shaped Pool, The Glowing Man), and records that changed the way we think about what our computers, televisions, relatives, and community members have taught us about the fate of the modern world (untitled. unmastered, Blood Bitch). The global left lost some important battles and as such uncovered members of the global community that we didn't know existed. 2017 will begin filling in the space between the newly discovered philosophical chasms within our respective populaces. Music will invariably be at the forefront of this dialogue, and we have plenty of lyricists and producers that will capture the feelings we're feeling whether they're brooding, pessimistic, negative, or even hopeful. There will likely be very few records representing middling opinions - we'll hear many extremes in punk, metal, r&b, hip-hop, and even a trickle into indie pop and rock. We lost Bowie, P, Leonard, and Jones, and we thank them for their service. Here's hoping the younger generation's got it from here.
New Year's Resolution: Continue to connect genres and disparate sects of music.


Ana Leorne


Album of the Year: I'll have to say Yak's debut Alas Salvation, although La Femme's Mystère and The Lemon Twigs' Do Hollywood were serious contenders.
Film of the Year: Kléber Mendonça Filho's Aquarius starring the one and only Sónia Braga is probably the one that stayed with the me the longest after the ending credits, but Jodorowsky's Poesía Sin Fin or Matt Boss' Captain Fantastic could just as easily have made it to number one.
Thoughts on 2016: Although it gave us some damn fine music and promised us loads of great releases for 2017, 2016 was a pretty shitty year. Without wanting to get into a self-comiseration ramble about where and how we currently stand as a society, I'd say it was a year of serious warnings regarding where we're heading if we don't snap out of the numbness that runs the risk of becoming a transversal 21st century social disease. However, that is also paradoxically the good part of 2016: let the numerous disasterous events that have happened throughout the year -- mainly because we've allowed them to happen -- serve as a wake-up call for each and every one of us. Otherwise there's no point in even looking forward to 2017.
New Year's Resolution: It may sound cheesy, but I'm wishing for a kinder, more tolerant self next year. So my resolution is to work on that while never losing touch with who I am nor ceasing to be honest -- with myself, with my work, and with others.


Kieran Devlin


Album of the Year: Blonde by Frank Ocean. Everything about the record murmurs modesty, with its hook-deprived, radio-unfriendly, stripped-of-skin composition foregrounding Ocean's becalming laments and enigmatic storylines. Every device is intrinsic, a muted fragment of Ocean's opera, whether that's Alex G's delicate guitar work, or Andre 3000's self-effacing confessional on 'Solo (Reprise)'. While this year has been defined by angry white men barking falsities and fallacies propagating prejudice, Ocean confides in the listener democratically and gently, aiding sincerity and kindness. Ocean's chronicles -- his lost loves, his wistful regrets, his transcendental aspirations -- marshal a pincer move, challenging conservative notions of race, sexuality and personhood in a candid but pacifistic vocabulary, while crusading for the harmony of an entirely liberal world, where equity -- not rhetorical equity, but categorical economic equality and complete social acceptance of multiculturalism -- is everyday. This isn't utopian; with poets as universally sympathetic as Ocean leading us, it's realisable.
Film of the Year: Victoria - Sebastian Schipper. Victoria invariably attracts attention for its famed form; that its roughly 130 minute runtime comprises of a single, extended take - and this instantaneity is captivating - but this is one fragment of its vitality and personality. The characterisation of the eponymous Victoria and her cohorts of sort-of-criminal Berliner scamps evolves viscerally but believably, inviting us into these difficult, divergent pathologies confused and excited by that transition into adulthood. It also manipulates language ingeniously, slipping from English to German to Spanish, an innate expression of the truncations of vernacular miscommunication as well as the primal beauty of body language as the only truly ubiquitous conection; subtle meaning blooming from a sly adolescent smile or an exhausted shrug. From a critical perspective it's immaculately crafted while compellingly ambitious; experientially, it's utterly gripping, pulsating yet substantive. Berlin's also my favourite city, and its architectural hues and bohemian buzz are captured gorgeously here so I'm unavoidably biased.
Thoughts on 2016: Pop culture wise it's been a mixed bag. I think it's been a great year for music, in particular punk and hip-hop, with some peerless records and singles about race, current affairs and mental health suggesting the expanding maturity and political currency of pop music. I also think it's been a strong year for Indie films - the vast majority of my EOTY favourites are, such as Room and Love & Friendship - but I do align with the conventional wisdom that it's been a serial dud for blockbusters. Some great novels have been released; such as Sarah Perry's The Essex Serpent, Emma Clyne's The Girls, Paul Beatty's The Sellout, and Eimear McBride's The Lesser Bohemians, though Don DeLillo and Julian Barnes - two of my favourite authors - released clinically disappointing books. Also, all of you have to read a) Mara Wilson's (of Matilda and Mrs Doubtfire fame) memoir on child acting Where Am I Now? and b) Margaret Atwood's reworking of The Tempest, Hagseed. Geopolitically, for losing cool people, and for some personal stuff, yeh it's been awful.
New Year's Resolution: Music wise, to listen to more chart stuff so I don't become some detached, snobby twat. Otherwise, to make sure at least every second novel I read is written by a woman.


Samantha O'Connor


Album of the Year: Solange's A Seat At The Table. For some, it was a soothing moment of artistic ownership. For others, it was a chance to quiet ourselves to listen and absorb. In a divided year and despite the duality, Solange delivered a textured uniting force. And only true art can do something like that.
Film of the Year: 13th documentary.
Thoughts on 2016: This was hands-down the most trash year of all my established 27 years, on many different levels. Surely personally but most glaringly, socially and politically. We'll be talking about 2016 for the rest of our lives and remembering the little details. Where we were when we found out Donald Trump had been named the president elect of the United States. What our "@" name was on Twitter when we were hashtagging #BlackLivesMatter following the murder of Philando Castile and Keith Lamont Scott or discussing Brexit with conservative Twitter eggs. What we were listening to in order to either escape or transcend the madness. Where did we stand? Coming out of a year like 2016, those will be the details that define you.
New Year's Resolution: Answer your emails.


Jess Devonport


Album of the Year: Skin by Flume.
Film of the Year: Victoria.
Thoughts on 2016: What fresh hell was that?
New Year's Resolution: Stay fit, keep sharp, make good decisions.


Zachary Evans


Album of the Year: Boy, this the toughest year for answering this question that I've ever experienced. As I write this, I currently have 15 albums on my list that I could make a strong case for being my favorite, and many others that are great, as well. That said, if I have to choose one album from this list to be my choice (though this could change many times before 2017 comes), I'm going with the one that I had no anticipation for beforehand, yet wound up being one I have come back to constantly since first listening: Cardinal by Pinegrove. Pinegrove takes country twang and injects it with the rawness and immediate accessibility of the current wave of emo revival bands in a way that defies easy classification. While they had been creating this kind of music for a few years already, with Cardinal, they really seem to have figured out something special. In only eight songs, Cardinal manages to range from ones fitting of a slow dance with your sweetheart ('Aphasia'), to start-to-finish rockers ('Then Again'), to ones with a bit of both ('Visiting'). Regardless of the kind of sound each song delivers, though, singer/guitarist/songwriter Evan Stephens Hall always manages to deliver unthinkably catchy, infectious melodies and hooks. There is not a song on Cardinal that I do not find myself wanting to sing along to.
Film of the Year: Moonlight. This film is hands-down the best film I saw this year, or recent years, for that matter. It is completely stunning in every way. It deals with so many important issues that are not seen enough in film, yet does not take away from any of them by covering all of them. I wish I had more words to explain how great this film is, but actually find it difficult to sum up. In short, I cannot recommend this film enough, and think that everyone needs to see it.
Thoughts on 2016: Fuck 2016. I've never experienced a year that has been so emotionally and spiritually taxing as this year has been. The one thing that really broke this trend has been the overwhelming amount of amazing music that has been released this year, which has been one of the few things that really kept my soul from being crushed by this year. However, I have also seen that it's possible to make it through pretty much anything with the right people in your life. Even if seemingly the entire world decides to be awful, good people will ease that pain. If we can survive 2016 together, I feel pretty great about making it through just about anything.
New Year's Resolution: With all the shit that 2016 brought, and the bleak reality that I see around me in America right now, the cynical side of me wants to look forward without a whole lot of optimism. I've made a choice to not let that mindset take control of me, though, and that's what my personal resolution for the next year is based on. My resolution is to do more direct good in the world around me, and support causes and organizations that are fighting for social justice. It's relatively easy to speak out against problems you see in the world, especially as someone with a great deal of privilege, but I want to take the bigger step to make a more direct impact.


Kej Ross


Album of the Year: Albums... oh, I remember those! If I am allowed two EPs mashed together it would be Cash + David's Side I, and Ta-Ku + Wafia's (M)edian. In my calmer moments, I've been loving Julia Jacklin's lyrically-led album, Don't Let the Kids Win.
Film of the Year: Sing Street.
Thoughts on 2016: Time to emigrate to the moon.
New Year's Resolution: Balance is the answer to everything. #resolutionsareforlifenotjustforchristmas


Siân Melton


Album of the Year: The Moana soundtrack.
Film of the Year: La La Land.
Thoughts on 2016: My personal life followed the trajectory of the current climate of the US: 2016 started off great and promising. I went to Bruges! Life was good! Then by mid-autumn it had become a giant dumpster fire. Fuck you, 2016.
New Year's Resolution: Meeting IKEA Monkey, memorizing the buttons on the Playstation controller, getting a job (not necessarily in that order).