
Welcome to Ranking Madonna’s Singles, in which I rank all 55 Madonna songs that have charted on Billboard’s Hot 100 chart.
To see all the entries in this countdown, just go here.
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Why am I doing this? Well, at this point, Madonna’s songs have been a constant part of my life for twenty-five years. In 1985, when I was six years old, I saved my allowance and bought the 45 single of “Material Girl.” Five years later, when I was walking past a neighbor’s house and heard “Vogue” coming out of the radio she kept on her windowsill, I knew I needed to hear that song again right away. The night before I went to Wal-Mart and bought the Like a Prayer album (on cassette!), I prayed for God to give me a sign if He thought owning Madonna’s music was a sin. At the time, she was making out with a black Jesus in a music video, so I felt like I needed to cover my bases. When I woke up the next morning without a bleeding dove at the foot of my bed, I figured the Lord wanted me to hear “Cherish” whenever I desired.
And that’s just the tip of the cone bra. In sixth grade, I frequently stayed in from recess to practice voguing. When I was an R.A. in college, I made it a hall-wide program to watch the premiere of the “What It Feels Like for a Girl” video on MTV. One night in 2008, I started refreshing my iTunes right at midnight, just so I could download “4 Minutes” the moment it was released.
Why does Madonna’s music affect me so deeply? Why do I hang on through every rise and fall in her popularity? Why can I remember exactly where I was when I bought Ray of Light?**
I’ll explore those questions throughout this list, and I’ll throw some serious gauntlets. Is “Don’t Tell Me” better than “Music?” Is “Crazy for You” a classic or a snoozer? Oh, my friends… I address all those burning questions and more.
Before I start ranking Madonna’s 55 Hot 100 hits, however, I want to praise her top album tracks. These songs were either never released or didn’t chart, but they still deserve a place in the Madge Hall of Fame.
**1998. Midnight. Tower Records in downtown Atlanta. My friend Brandt and I rode home from the release party in his silver convertible, blasting the song “Ray of Light” over and over.
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