Aw, man, we hate reminiscing. You won’t catch us singing anything with the words Auld, Lang or Syne in it tonight. You couldn’t drag us kicking and screaming down memory lane. Don’t even get us started on the “I Love the _____” genre on VH1. But we do like to pause on this particular day, on this end of everything and beginning of everything else, for a little recap of what got our fingers fired up over the past 12 months.