(This year, music has an antonym)

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It’s happening again. Everywhere you go, everybody’s going on and on about the arrival of a new year. Like that doesn’t happen every year. Personally, I’m still trying to wrench some sense out of the old one.

But as we sail into 2015, we all have to admit one thing: those Mayans couldn’t tell an Armageddon from an Armand Hammer.

And so, at each year’s end we celebrate the arrival of another year with time-honored traditions, like buying another round...