Fulton Lights - "Staring Out The Window". Fulton Lights' song of a million launchings and crisscrossings, motors revving on dreams. "Staring out the window / I'm thinking about my days," it begins, like the worst kind of dull song; yet the banality is up-ended, shown to be banal, at least next to the song's riotous chug and booming horns. A man sits in the passenger seat, head leaning on the window, trading talk of tomorrows; but in his heart is the meteoric Next next next next next next, like the snick of white lines under tires. ["Staring Out The Window" is from Fulton Lights' great new digital EP, 3 Songs. Stream it at MBV. Buy it at iTunes.]

Kanye West - "Good Friday (ft. Common, Pusha T, Kid Cudi, Big Sean & Charlie Wilson)". Setting aside Nicki Minaj's deafening verse on "Monster", this is the first contender from among Kanye's new songs. He's got several signature sounds, but this one's got the stuff that got me excited about Kanye in the first place: he's in the nostalgic, melancholic mode, the realm of "Hey Mama" and "Family Business". (And which I often associate with the Streets.) It's not that hard to throw some whoops and la la las over a wistful piano line, but what's most lovely here is the quiet party in "Good Friday". At the Guardian, I've spilled too many words on Kanye's team-ups and trysts, his 24/7 Hawaiian studio jams, and often these collaborations feel like 50 cooks shoved into a single kitchen. Here, it works. Here, there's someone in every room, lamps lit, wine spilling, cracking wise. Everyone sounds happy and tired. Big Sean's squeaking verse seems born out of a late-night gag. I'm so weary, even Kanye's rapping is bearable. Only one suggestion: next time, get Elbow's Guy Garvey to sing the Charlie Wilson & Kid Cudi hooks. [Kanye West is releasing a new song every week.]