Pyromania

Blah.

Hair Metal/Cock Rock fusion. What's not to dislike? Its disgusting

Shockingly bad. I feel like I owe The Rolling Stones an apology. They are no longer the worst rock band to have multiple albums on this list.

Pyromania by Def Leppard confirmed something I already suspected—I don't think this style of 1980s hard rock is for me. I didn't enjoy Hysteria, so I went into this expecting to have similar struggles. Unfortunately, that's exactly what happened. For me, this type of rock has become a bit of a self-parody. It's packed with big choruses, huge guitar riffs and endless references to rock and roll, but it feels like style over substance. The songs are polished and technically well played, but they rarely have enough depth or individuality to really hold my attention. As the album went on, I found many of the tracks blending together. They follow a very similar formula, with the same structure, the same soaring choruses and the same glossy production. I know that's exactly what many fans love about Pyromania, but for me it became predictable rather than exciting. Listening to it also reminded me of This Is Spinal Tap. The over-the-top rock clichés are all here, only without the comedy. I can appreciate how influential this album was and why it became such a huge commercial success, but it just isn't a sound that connects with me. Favourite tracks: "Photograph" is actually a pretty good pop-rock song and easily the standout track if I had to choose one. Least favourite tracks: Most of the rest of the album blurred into one generic 1980s rock sound. Tracks like "Action! Not Words" summed up the formula that, for me, became repetitive. Album artwork: I do really like the album cover. It's bold, memorable and probably my favourite thing about the album.

If I were to rock until I drop, I would need this album to stop stop. Cheesy 80's gross rock... Sorry dad.

Yuck.

I didn't care for this at all and I hope to never hear it again.

Je me demande souvent pourquoi le rock des années quatre-vingt a fini par ressembler à une gigantesque plaisanterie capitaliste enrobée de laque pour cheveux et de shorts en élasthanne moulants. La réponse tient en deux mots : Def Leppard. En me penchant sur le cas de leur célèbre opus de 1983, une question existentielle me traverse immédiatement l'esprit : Def Leppard... et pourquoi pas Bon Jovi pendant qu'on y est ? Car il faut bien l'avouer de manière totalement objective, ces deux-là, c'est un peu comme cul et chemise dans le grand catalogue de la compromission artistique et commerciale. Ils partagent le même ADN de synthèse, la même ambition démesurée de remplir des arènes entières en vendant une rébellion de pacotille à des cadres dynamiques en quête d'un frisson de fin de semaine contrôlé. Oui, je sais, la comparaison est facile, mais elle est pourtant d'une justesse implacable, presque autant que la note qui va tomber immédiatement comme un couperet inéluctable sur cette chronique : un pauvre, unique et misérable 1 sur 5. Et croyez-moi sur parole, je me trouve d'une indulgence absolument christique et d'une gentillesse rare aujourd'hui en accordant cette unité, car si ma grille d'évaluation ou mon intégrité profonde me permettraient des notes négatives ou des zéros pointés, je n'hésiterais pas une seule seconde à enfoncer le clou encore plus loin. Mais malheureusement, le barème plancher me force à la charité, alors ils s'en sortent avec les honneurs du strict minimum légal. Bon, soyons parfaitement justes et honnêtes, ce n'est pas techniquement une merde absolue au sens de l'amateurisme total ou du garage rock mal enregistré. Si vous êtes un ingénieur du son obsédé par la compression dynamique maximale et le lissage obsessionnel de la moindre fréquence, vous trouverez probablement de quoi satisfaire vos fantasmes cliniques les plus enfouis. Le coupable derrière les manettes s'appelle Robert John "Mutt" Lange, un homme capable de transformer n'importe quel groupe de rock authentique et rugueux en une machine à tubes pop d'une efficacité terrifiante pour les radios FM. Le problème majeur, c'est que sous cette avalanche de production chirurgicale et artificielle, l'âme même du rock 'n' roll a été totalement aspirée, lyophilisée et remplacée par un produit de grande consommation parfaitement standardisé. Prenez ces fameux refrains qui ont fait la gloire internationale de l'album : ils sont systématiquement portés par des chœurs de castrats superposés à l'infini grâce à la magie des pistes multiples du studio. On se retrouve face à une sorte de chorale de robots programmés pour chanter la gloire de l'industrie grand public, où chaque voix est tellement corrigée et nettoyée qu'on dirait un banc de synthétiseurs déguisés en chanteurs de hard rock. C'est propre, c'est lisse mais c'est d'une froideur industrielle absolue qui me laisse de marbre. Mais là où le supplice auditif devient véritablement insupportable, c'est lorsqu'on décide de poser une oreille attentive sur le travail des guitaristes. Si vous êtes un adepte des solos interminables, interchangeables et techniques, dignes des plus grands branleurs de manche de la création, vous allez prendre votre pied car les musiciens rivalisent de technicité stérile, enchaînant les cascades de notes rapides, les acrobaties sur le vibrato et les démonstrations de vélocité gratuites sans jamais insérer la moindre once d'émotion. C'est de la masturbation guitaristique pure et simple, de l'étalage de virtuosité de foire destiné uniquement à impressionner les clients des magasins de musique ou les foules passives. Derrière cette démonstration de force superficielle, les structures des morceaux s'appuient lâchement sur des rythmes heavy déjà vus, entendus, digérés, rabâchés et recrachés par des centaines de groupes de seconde zone avant eux. Le rythme global est d'une prévisibilité navrante, un poum-tchak éléphantesque et lourd qui avance avec la délicatesse d'un rouleau compresseur. Il n'y a aucun groove, aucune tension rythmique subtile, aucune de ces syncopes magiques qui font vibrer le corps humain. Tout est carré, mathématique, rigide, prévisible dès la première seconde de chaque morceau, et d'un ennui mortellement linéaire. Et puis, comment pourrais-je décemment ignorer l'emballage visuel et marketing de cette farce ? Car chez Def Leppard, la musique n'est finalement que la moitié du problème ; l'autre moitié réside entièrement dans le look, la posture scénique et cette esthétique outrancière taillée sur mesure pour les grands stades et les écrans avides d'MTV. Tout dans leur attitude transpire le calcul commercial rigoureux et la rébellion en plastique pour cour de récréation. Les poses héroïques adoptées devant des murs d'amplificateurs vides, les jeans savamment déchirés par des stylistes de mode payés à prix d'or, les brushings volumineux ayant nécessité des hectolitres de laque industriels... C'est le triomphe absolu et vulgaire de l'image de marque sur la substance artistique. On tente de nous vendre de la fureur hard rock sauvage, mais on nous livre un boys band avant l'heure, un produit calibré par des cadres supérieurs de maison de disques pour maximiser les ventes de t-shirts et remplir des arènes de cinquante mille places en Amérique du Nord. Cette posture de rockeurs de l'extrême est d'une hypocrisie totale, un cirque ambulant où le clinquant des effets de lumière et les explosions de pyrotechnie cachent tant bien que mal le vide sidérant du propos textuel. Le groupe ne joue pas sa vie sur scène, il exécute une chorégraphie financière bien huilée pour s'assurer que le tiroir-caisse fonctionne à plein régime. C'est précisément pour toutes ces raisons évidentes et par dégoût profond de cette superficialité triomphante que j'ai toujours viscéralement préféré le côté sombre de la musique. Il y a quelque chose de profondément pur, d'infiniment plus honnête et de viscéralement authentique dans les recoins obscurs de l'underground musical, là où les artistes n'ont pas pour ambition secrète de plaire à votre grand-mère ou de passer en boucle sur les ondes des radios corporatives. En choisissant de rester délibérément et fièrement loin du soleil trompeur, brûlant et aveuglant du succès de masse, on s'éparpille beaucoup moins et on s'épargne surtout bien des désillusions artistiques. En somme, en étant loin du soleil de la pop de grande écoute, on évite de se prendre une insolation monumentale ou un coup de grisou dévastateur en s'approchant trop près de ces machines de guerre industrielles qui finissent toujours par broyer la moindre étincelle de créativité réelle. Les territoires de l'ombre n'ont absolument pas besoin d'artifices de production surchargés ou de solos grandiloquents pour exister pleinement. Ils tirent leur immense force de la sincérité brute de leur démarche, d'une exploration sans concession des failles de l'âme humaine, de la mélancolie poignante et de la véritable électricité créative. Là où Def Leppard utilise des millions de dollars de matériel de studio pour masquer son absence totale d'idées neuves, les grands poètes de la pénombre se contentent de quelques notes dépouillées pour vous transpercer le cœur à jamais. Replacer cet album dans le contexte global de l'année 1983 permet d'ailleurs de mesurer avec précision l'ampleur du désastre culturel en cours à cette époque. Pendant que des esprits visionnaires et audacieux jetaient discrètement les bases de la musique électronique moderne, du rock alternatif ou du hip-hop, ce groupe choisissait délibérément de figer le hard rock dans une formule mathématique interchangeable et paresseuse. Chaque morceau de ce disque semble avoir été construit sur le même modèle industriel strict : une introduction de guitare accrocheuse pour capter immédiatement l'attention du programmateur radio distrait, un couplet d'une platitude confondante où la basse et la batterie se contentent de marquer sagement le pas, suivi d'un pré-refrain qui fait monter artificiellement la tension dramatique, pour culminer enfin sur ce fameux refrain grandiloquent porté par ces voix surcompressées. C'est une recette de cuisine commerciale appliquée à la lettre, un algorithme pop-rock avant l'heure qui élimine toute possibilité de surprise, de spontanéité, de danger ou d'accident heureux. Le rock 'n' roll historique s'est pourtant entièrement construit sur l'accident, sur la distorsion imprévue, sur l'urgence crue du moment présent ; cet opus en est l'antithèse absolue, un produit congelé, emballé sous vide et réchauffé au micro-ondes pour des masses dociles. Alors oui, je sais bien que les nostalgiques de cette époque révolue viendront m'opposer les millions d'exemplaires vendus à travers le monde, le succès planétaire de morceaux dont je refuse même de citer les titres tant ils me provoquent des crises d'urticaire immédiates, et l'impact visuel indéniable du groupe sur l'industrie du spectacle de masse. Mais le succès commercial massif n'a jamais été, et ne sera jamais, un gage de qualité artistique réelle, bien au contraire ; il est bien plus souvent la preuve irréfutable d'un compromis total avec la médiocrité ambiante de son époque. Cet album restera gravé dans l'histoire pour ce qu'il est véritablement : le point de départ tragique d'une décennie de décadence esthétique absolue où le rock a définitivement troqué sa fureur noire et sa rage d'origine contre des paillettes superficielles et des dollars faciles. Une boursouflure sonore insoutenable qui préfigurait les pires excès du hair metal putassier des années qui suivirent. En ce qui me concerne, mon choix est fait depuis bien longtemps : je retourne de ce pas me réfugier avec délice dans mes disques de chevet sombres, froids et salvateurs, très loin de cette lumière artificielle fatigante, de ces refrains agaçants et de ces branleurs de manche professionnels en collants. Ce disque n'est rien d'autre qu'une coquille vide clinquante enveloppée de bruit inoffensif, un monument stérile à la gloire de la vacuité triomphante. Un malheureux petit point sur cinq, et estimez-vous heureux que ma grande bonté d'âme m'empêche de descendre plus bas.

I tried

Listen I really don't like metal as a genre. But I am also very open minded when it comes to expanding my music tastes, so when my first metal album of the challenge comes in, I accept it and I'm giving it a try with all the good faith in the world But damn this is bad !! I hate this guy's voice, so close to being a parody, and a bad one at that ! These lyrics genuinly want to not touch this genre ever again, with these "yeah bring the rock on" or "if you body is ready" nonsense I wanna say that at least the music is well produced, but it also sounds so clean... too clean even. The kind of metal you would hear in an Iron Man movie if they didn't have the budget for the rights to the "Iron Man" song lmao Yeah this is not good, thank god it's "only" 45 minutes. I'll be waiting for the next metal album with angst... wait what there's a second one from them in the list??? ps : the cover goes hard as fuck at least, as corny as the music but in a good way

ehhh mid

Pyromania is right, because I wanna throw this thing in the fire

It's pretty energetic stuff, but it was pretty cliched even by 1983s standards.

god this just sucks so bad. just ugliness everywhere

I regret not giving the other Def Leppard album on this list a lower score

Yeah. Not for me. This may show my ignorance, but this sounds like generic heavy metal you'd hear played in the background in a movie.

1.5

Generic, annoying arena rock slop. This type of music is good in exactly one situation and it's literally in the name of the genre, I can't even begin to fathom why anyone would ever think to themselves "you know what I really fancy doing today? I'm going to listen to a full Def Leppard album from start to finish." It just isn't that kind of music, and we need to stop pretending it is.

There's a kind of guy who likes rock music because it's "bad ass" and "bitchin" but if you ever asked him to articulate beyond these masculine 80s buzzwords, he would probably get flustered and call you gay. That guy loves shit like Def Leppard and KISS.

I fucking hate Def Leppard so much. They’re stupid brain dead approach to music. Meatheaded idiots who harmonize by yelling. Whose lead singer sounds like an amalgamation of every rock singer’s worst sides. I remember seeing their drummer on VH1. He seems nice. And he does fine in spite of his one arm. Anyway. Occasionally the production almost makes this album work. Photograph is very good in spite of everything else. It’s just the everything else is so bad.

Damn, couldn’t even finish it … and I know their next album Hysteria is even worst… A few flashes here and there, quickly ruined by those painfully cliché vocals.

What an absolute pile of 💩 hate it.

Yuck

Nice sound good guitar. Not my cup of tea. 1.5/10 38.73%

Old, tired, cheezy rock that I mustn't hear ever again.

No like 80s

Meh

I've already had to review one Def Leppard album on this site, and that's one more than I should ever need to do. This one is somehow worse than the other one, and I'm not sure if it's because I knew what to expect going in, or if it's just truly worse. "Photograph" and "Animal" were the only songs I didn't feel an intense urge to skip. Side note: I never knew that "Günter glieben glauten globen"came from Def Leppard not The Offspring. Brother, these guys stink.

the one genre i don’t like <3

1.4

I didn't enjoy it but I want to drive a trans-am now.

Spinal Tap war lustig. Aber diese Parodie ist over the top.

+: Stagefright, Die Hard the Hunter +-: Rock! Rock! (Till You Drop), Rock of Ages, Action! Not Words, Billy's Got a Gun -: Photograph, Too Late for Love, Comin' Under Fire --: Foolin' 3,2/10

It's 1992, and 11-year-old me wants his money back. This tape sucks.

Oh, cool, it‘s the second album by poor man's AC/DC on this list – but now they‘re quoting Neil Young … Horrible music.

Don't make me tap the sign. *taps sign* Hair Metal sucks. All of it.

i hate def leppard. they’re so fucking boring and cringe and lame and they can’t sing. what is the point in making metal when you have nothing of substance to say. ‘ooh sex and rock and roll’ not even drugs you might as well make pop music at least then it’d sound better

This album is devoid of all creativity

not my type of music

Not for me

Not for me. Clinical and stereotypical eighties hair metal at its worst. The snare sound is horrific.

Bad. How can they sound so turgid, even with all that screamjng

Absolutely awful. Just as bad as the other Def Leppard album in here (Pyromania). At least this one was shorter. Happy to know that there is no more Def Leppard on this list.

Yuk

Der var engang hvor Guns n' Roses blev set som autentisk hard rock, og det var på grund af albums som det her. 80'erne var et dårligt årti for rockbands

What has nine arms and sucks?

1 decent simple song and the rest blend too much into the genre without giving any real substance to songwriting other than formulaic party trick pop writing

I’ve never liked Def Leppard and nothing here changed my mind. I just find them so naff and cheesy and this is coming from someone who adores KISS

If I could logically explain my hatred for Def Leppard I would. Alas, I don’t even fully comprehend it myself. However, it is there, and it is a burning hatred. Maybe it’s the fact that they repeat a chorus 5,000 times during a song. Maybe it’s the fact that all of their songs sound like carbon copies of each other. Maybe it’s the fact that their vocals sound incredibly forced and plastic. Maybe they just suck and my hatred is deserved (it probably isn’t). Bright side is that if “Foolin” wasn’t written, produced, and tainted by them, I would consider it a good song. I dunno what to tell yah guys, I just hate all of the music I’ve ever heard you play. Talk to Bob Dylan.

Not for me.

I feel like there's a joke about an Arm here, but... I'm.stumped

I just don’t think I like this genre very much. This might be an excellent example of it but, while technically proficient, I find it very shallow both lyrically and musically.

I feel like I’m listening to a spin̈al tap album only it’s not funny. Sounds like it wants to be hyper masculine but just comes across as cringey and has aged really poorly. Did not enjoy at all.

Gross

A slog. Liked this even less than ‘Hysteria’, which at least had a pop music sheen and good hooks. This is just bland and tedious and comes off as self-serious. Unimaginative guitar work and flat melodies. I am mystified that this album was as successful as it was. A different time I guess. The opening track would work if it was intentional self-parody instead of accidental self-parody. I think I just really dislike it when a bad rock album uses “rock” and “rock and roll” verbiage in their songs too much. I understand the “just have fun” vibe, but am I not having fun.

Oof. Joe Elliott's vocals are not to my taste. And the music is run of the mill hair metal.

Everything about this is horrible. Possibly the stupidest name ever.

Not at all my cup of tea.

Cliched and bland.

These poor guys just came here to rock! Are you all ready to rock?! Has anyone here ever heard of something called rock music?! I absolutely despise music like this. It's overly sanitized, completely lacking in depth, and the lyrics are ridiculous. I hate this narrative that "rock" is always close to death - it wasn't in 1983 and it isn't now either. Bands like this just pushed rock into the underground in the late 80s/90s, probably for the better. It's probably marginally better than the other Def Leopard on this list, but I'm so offended that they have 2 albums in the book that it gets 1 star.

tedious

60/1001. File under hard rock. I don't know a situation where I would voluntary listen to this album. Wait a minute, I just did? What was the purpose of this project: to expand musical horizons, to go out of one's comfort zone? Was it worth it? No, not really.

'All I've got is a photograph / I wanna touch you.' They probably know that they're dumb, but this is such an unimaginative venture into rock vapidity that any semblance of self-awareness salvages nada. When it's theatrical, as it is on 'Too Late For Love' and 'Die Hard The Hunter,' it's as superfluous as Queen; when it's straight-up rock, it's emptier than AC/DC. 'Is anybody out there, anybody there? / Does anybody wonder, anybody care?' I don't care, for one. It starts off on the wrong foot, since rock music that's about rock music seldom hits, unless it's rock-n-roll in its earliest incarnations. Joe Elliott can hold a note, but not my attention. Rick Allen, who had yet to lose his arm, can pound but can't drum. Stagefright: wish they had some.

This sounds like a single 45 minute long song that explores no new ideas at risk of sounding possibly offensive to someone. And at the expense of trying to sound so inoffensive it is possibly the most offensive thing my ears have had to hear along this musical journey this far.

1980’s Rock, big guitars, layered chorus, strained vocal continued in the footsteps as zeppelin but not as good.

Unbearable, overblown, pretentious, corny party-rock. Bands like Def Leppard, Bon Jovi, and almost all the hair metal bands are devoid of the authentic coolness and style that the hard rock bands of the late 60s and early 70s had. The MTV era saw rock and pop turn into a gross, garish, glitzy, and overindulgent spectacle. Also: few things in music are more cringeworthy than a song in which a “rock” band sings about how hard they’re “gonna rock you” lol.

No, just no. So bad I just can't take them seriously. All these years later I still can't decide who was worse, these or Whitesnake?

What the? Thank god rock improved over the coming decades, it seems like a lot of people regressed in this period. I can’t explain it but there was such a fine line between this and Bon Jovi. Similar style but Bon Jovi sell me on every aspect that Def Leppard don’t.

No thank you. I would rather set my ears on fire.

I remember when this came out. I was very confused. I was deeply into 'real metal' (lol) Having spent time in any number of friend's basements whose older brothers were serious metal heads I was under the belief that Judas Priest, Black Sabbath, Ratt, Grim Reaper, &c. all the way to Quiet Riot and Motley Crew were REAL METAL. And this thing came out... I bought it. We didn't have a lot of metal playing on the radio then so I had little idea what would be on it. I can clearly recall a first listen of this. It sounded....weak. Fluffy. The hairiest of the hair metal. And worse of all, an imitation of REAL METAL. These guys were just copy cats. I have to say, my opinion has not changed after a listen all these years later. This is a shitty album. Horrible lyrics. Songs hung on single licks. Just....bad all around. But in re-listening I was left to consider that these guys likely had the time of their lives in the 1980s.

Ugh

Not great

Felt like listening to plastic. overall grating and disinteresting

The true downfall of western civilization.

snore inducing

Complete shite. The worst kind of rock and roll ever. Far too much spandex, hairspray and a vague impression they have an unhealthy obsession with their own balls. I am also sure that this is the band spinal tap are based on. However, despite the satire, Tap are still 100 times better than this The songs are crap, the playing is mediocre at best and I wish I had back the time I wasted listening to this

I tried….made it a few songs in Some songs sounded like AC/DC and others were power ballads Not my thing. Maybe I’ll give it another go later as I do like some of their other stuff

Trash

Too Late For Love has to be one of the most annoying fucking songs of all time. It sounds like a South Park song written to be intentionally cheesy and awful. This band is so bad, dude. The vocals are the definition of "try hard", and nobody brings anything good to the table. Every single song on this album sounds satirical, Team America: World Police - esque. I don't understand how Def Leppard was as successful as they were. There were other metal bands in this era that did it way better.

Hey did you know the drummer only has one arm?.....man this sucked. Big ups for the cowbell on 'Foolin' though.

Hair metal is my least favorite subgenre of rock music — where the singer is telling me how hard I need to ROCK!!!!, where every snare drum hit sounds like a cannon blast. Seriously, I can’t imagine what kind of chaos would ensue if the drummer ever did a drum roll on his snare. This came out early enough in the 80s where I don’t know if this is the grandfather of hair metal, so it gets 1 star for either creating such a terrible (bowel) movement or being a filthy copycat. Lone soft spot: “Photograph”

I wish I could rate this less than 1 star.

I don’t like hair

Lät som ett "vanligt" rockband från 80-talet. Inget stack ut för mig direkt.

Pyromania sounds like my kind of thing. While I’ve definitely known about them for a long time, I’ve never really listened to Def Leppard. Reminds me of childhood WWF.

Nope. J'avais définitivement pas besoin d'entendre ça.

Boring. Every song sounds the same.

So boring

This sound is emblematic of every shitty 80s song I have come to hate over the years. Loud for no reason, stupid themes like “danger in the air”. Just really nothing to enjoy here. I will say this though, it’s always impressive to learn that their drummer has one arm. That’s amazing.

It's not really fair for me to review this album as I have an intense dislike for Def Leppard. When people say that the 80s was the worst decade for music, a sentiment that disagree with, it's this band and their ilk that might lead me to think that. Worthless crap. 1 star

i really don't like being a negative nancy but really this is music that i genuinely hate listening to. for years boomers have told me that 1970s pop music like the carpenters or barry manilow was schlocky, cheesy, drivel that was not worth listening to. and yet, i find that music more compelling and genuine than this. this era of pop metal has dominated classic rock radio for the last couple of decades and really killed my love for the radio format that had an absolute grip on me as a teenager. this shit is so corny and so uncool to me and always has been. it doesn't sound cool, it doesn't give a compelling reason to listen to it. it just assumes you will think it is cool by listening to it. well i don't subscribe to that. hard pass

Awful

I'm sick and tired of people pretending like these guys and their contemporaries weren't just the Nickelbacks and Creeds of the 80's. Absolutely nothing redeeming about this bullshit. 0.5/5

Marketed like metal but this is insipid soft rock and I never want to hear it again.

Ugh. Hair metal.

Cringen mestarit, erityisesti mitä tulee lyriikoihin, harmonioihin ja taustalauluihin. Onneksi ideat tuntuvat jossain vaiheessa vähän loppuvan. Harmittomuus ei kuitenkaan pelasta tätä levyä. Paras raita: Foolin'.

I was quite looking forward to this as I've never given Def Leppard the time and I am a bit of a fan of Pour Some Sugar... but sadly I think that's their only good song if this album is anything to go by. If you're going to listen to glam rock, there is so so so much better than this. Don't waste your time.

Having this album on the same day Trump gets elected is just cruel.

80s Rock needs removing. What were people thinking? I know the limitations, but the drums are beyond bad. Only overshadowed by the rest of this trollop

I listened to pretty fly for a white guy 1 million times when it came out and only now decades later have the origin story of the intro sound clip. Does this come up in the Rock of Ages musical? How many other knowledge gaps in my brain could be filled simply by listening to more hair metal? Going to leave that a mystery, because of how bad this music sounds.

Def Leppard is not my jam. I don't like any of their hits, their vibes, their singer's voice, the topics of their songs, the simplicity of their drums or guitars (simple can be good but not here), or the way they do their vocal harmonies.

Not for me!!!

No me gusta el heavy

You hear one track and you've heard them all. This is just another 90ies hear rock band using the same pattern over and over again. Dull and boring.

For an album that clearly had some great guitar and drums I found this enormously boring and samey

Not my vibe!!

sounds like poop

Blergh Bastaaaa dad rock

I’m sure lots of people love this, but not for me

Theme tune for the first wave of Mullets should be called 'absolute arse'

Dreadful cock rock. Put some more hairspray on it and burn it.

I wish I was "def" after listening to them. So boring and dated. I just can't do this classic rock kinda stuff. Never could.

Do the hair bands represent the nadir of good music? This album makes a strong case for such proposition.

No sé quién pensó que el pelo cargado y las voces agudas eran lo mejor para el heavy metal.

Nice

forgettable forgettable forgetable I want my time back Jesus this was so boring and I have no idea what legacy this record has I know it is acclaimed but this is just 80s music but it is so like washed there is no edge I hate it. I never want to listen ever again this would be a 0/10 if i could.

Didn't care for this.

I was pretty reluctant to listen to another Dusty album so soon, but it was a lot better than the last. Definitely listenable.

Grant’s favorite genre of hair band. Recognizable songs that I liked some but otherwise don’t love this kind of music

Boring uninspired generic hair metal/ glam rock: a genre I realized I hated by always being repulsed by the Sirius xm channel.

At my most objective, I suppose this joins some dots between older UK metal and the kind of more fun rock thing which US bands like Bon Jovi did a bit later on? Maybe? But it's already apparent that whoever picked 1001 albums is a bit too interested in a particular aspect of the route that involves men and guitars. As important and cool as that route has been, I'm not convinced that we need to listen to every single nuanced step along the way. This is a solid rock album, but doesn't feel very important to me.

What is this?

I really didn't like this album. Bad voice, bad riffs, boring rhythms. Shitty cock rock. Will I listen to again: 0%

was not feelin' it. 1.5

soulless and ass

bad pop rock

Kansitaidetta myöten aikamoinen vitsi.

No. Just no.

Awful, insufferable listen. Billy's got a Gun had it's moments of genuinely good song writing, the rest of the album is utter horseshit.

Sounded like a trash compactor exhaust retracting, where all the bin bags are popping and the hiss of air fizzes and the fetid juices spray and the clatter and scrape of tin cans seem to ring out from your brain rather than your ears. The group vocals were good. Fave track: Billy's Got a Gun

A snoozer for me. Bland music and lyrics I couldn’t click with much at all.

Why did we, as a society, let Glam Metal happen. AC/DC already sucks - why would you ever want to emulate their sound? All of these albums sound like they were mass-produced in a Chinese factory by unpaid child labor. So unbelievably bland and mind-numbingly boring. Plus the cheese. Jesus Christ, the C H E E S E. I'm talking Swiss Fondue levels of cheese. Not even "Photograph" can save this from being a 1/5 from me, sorry!

Crappy radio “hard-rock”

Nah

There was a time when I would have considered this to be heavy metal and not my kind of thing, I was into chart pop. Of course, I hadn’t at that time heard what Metallica or Slayer were putting out. This… just isn’t very good is it? Be honest… take away your nostalgia and rose tints,people, this is indescribably poor…

An absolute joke that this 80s-strip-club-stereo piece of shit band is on this list with MULTIPLE ALBUMS. Let out a audible "Ewww" when i saw this lot popping up on the page again. If you gave this a 5/5 you probably work in IT and have a hard time getting with women. Would rate 0/5 if i could.

Never getting that time back.

Poser bullshit

They're from my part of the world, one of them even supports my team (Sheffield Wednesday). I've never met any of them but I know they're all top blokes who haven't let success or worldwide fame go to their heads. So, I'm really sorry to do this chaps, but this really, really isn't my thing.......

Absolutely awful at the time and it’s not aged well.

I ALREADY RATED THIS YOU IDIOTS

Def Leppard at the time they were still trying to imitate AC/DC, and coming up short as a result. Some of the vocal lines are incredibly grating. And the guitar solos are hackneyed and trite, obviously. Bland, sterile, low-brow, unimaginative, you take your pick. As for production values, they're on their way to the synth-enhanced hair-metal cheesiness of *Hysteria* here. I gave a 1/5 grade to the latter, but it was honestly a bit tough on my part. Some of the silly tracks on it can be endearing in a tongue-in-cheek way. Which is not even really the case for *Pyromania*. For general musicianship I'll give 5 points to this album, to which I will add one point for the "professional" production values, typical of the eighties. A 6/10 grade, then. Which, obviously translates to a 1/5 mark for the quite *different* purposes of this list of "essential" albums. Next, please. Number of albums left to review: 547 Number of albums from the list I find relevant enough to be mandatory listens: 218 Albums from the list I *might* include in mine later on: 105 Albums from the list I will certainly *not* include in mine (many others are more essential to me): 132 (including this one)

I gave it a try, but still, No. I didn't like them back in the 80s when they were popular, so I was ready to give them a brand new shot decades later, which is one of the many things I like so much about this project. I gave it a listen, and it just doesn't do it for me.

Se você gosta de letras superficiais, riffs sem inspiração e solos de guitarra que não empolgam nem mesmo a sua avó, então "Pyromania" pode ser o álbum para você. Uma tentativa patética de parecer metal, mas que acaba sendo nada mais do que um monte de músicas pop. Parabéns por sua imensa popularidade, Def Leppard, mas a verdade é que este álbum não passa de uma grande decepção para quem procura por autenticidade no gênero.

It won't play on Spotify thankfully.

American poodle permed overproduced cock rock. Except they are from my home city of Sheffield in Yorkshire. Painfully awful. Utter shite. 1

just a whole bunch of meh. every song sounds the same. not repulsive or awful, just boring and stagnent

D'un banal et d'un manque d'originalité...

PREFS : ??? MOINS PREF : Def Leppard

LOL nah, no thanks.

C H E E S S Y

Straight-up awful, even accounting for the irresistible "Photograph." Records like give rock a bad name. Embarrassing.

Junk

Def Leppard sucks

tasapaksua.. kyl se ny yks biisin maistuu muttei albumi...

This is going to very pretentious. In my eyes (probably due to my father and mother's influence), Def Leppard has always been the poser's arena rock band. This ruins any enjoyment I may get out of their albums.

Def Leppard's appeal is rapidly diminishing. They're AC/DC-light, zero sense of irony, utterly inane and puerile.

Klyschiga sångstrukturer, pop-metal utan coola pop-melodier, hemska lyrics, solisten låter som att fimpa cigaretter på min kuk och ballar... Den här skivan kändes dubbelt längre än vad den är. Inte min jam!

Only listened to a couple of the songs before turning it off. Not my cup of tea.

Cliche after cliche, power ballads and all that. Sticks like superglue to the poodle rock formula.

I honestly cannot imagine a more boring and uninteresting record from a musical and production standpoint. This is not for me, this just plain sucks.

Jezus. 3 tracks is enough.

No! Boring it is….

Rock music for people who don't like rock? Or just: fodder.

Tercer álbum de la banda británica de hard rock, la cual alcanzó su popularidad masiva con este trabajo, e hizo del boom que representaba esta música en los 80s, su carrera completa. Mezclando el hard rock, con el heavy metal y el glam metal, hacen que cada sonido suene similar entre sí, las canciones en ocasiones pierdan su sentido, y hasta ni siquiera se pueda diferenciar sencillamente entre los tracks. Resulta aburrido y medio sin sentido este género que se presenta en bandas como esta, la cuál su música no se conoce para dónde va. No se distingue si quieren sonar potentes, o pomposos; y la creatividad a la hora de componer, tampoco es muy sobresaliente. Lo que es a destacar, es la gran virtud de los músicos, el cuál interpretan solos que te alucinan, y la virtud vocal de Joe Elliot, que deslumbra.

Wat een vreselijk gedateerde hardrock. Boe!

Zo gedateerd en zo pathetisch. Stoerdoenerij door de sukkeltjes uit de klas.

Really dull

This album is like Theon Greyjoy. It looks tough, it fights tough, but it's all rock and literally no cock. Imagine a Pitbull emasculated ten years ago with molten gums for teeth, dwarfed legs, eating a steady diet of nutritious kibble. It's bark is so loud it resonates wholly within... then whimpers out as a metallic fart.

Meh - Not for me.

Lucky leppard.

That voice... haha. I dont know if I like that style of singing. This reminds me of Warrant or Kiss... 80s was a weird time for Rock. I feel like there is a lot of talking about rocking in 80s rock. Like self-referencing and writing songs just about rock. I think a lot of Disco songs are like this, talking about dancing or talking about music. A song about itself is pretty funny.

I hate Def Leppard. Always have. While there’s no denying the high quality of the production it’s really a case of putting lipstick on a pig. The music just sounds like a group that’s nowhere as good as AC/DC trying (and failing) to recreate the AC/DC sound. While AC/DC songs have similar content, they at least seem to be smacking and grinning about the lascivious jokes they make. Def Leppard either doesn’t get the joke or actually takes themselves seriously. Either way it’s shit.

To call this dad rock would be an insult to dad rock everywhere. To call this suburban mom who used to be quite wild back in the day rock would be an insult to Queen.

Seriously, of all the albums ever released, why on earth does anyone need to listen to this drivel before they die? I had the misfortune to see Def Leppard live around the time of their first album. They were crap then and this is worse.

Save yourself some trouble, just listen to the greatest hits album. All filler one killer.

dårlig og slitsomt

Got a minute in and bailed. I really don’t understand this kind of band. Repetitive and clichéd.

This was grim. It was hard work getting to the end. Metal is shit. 80's power metal doubly so.

Who listens to this garbage? Maybe I hate fun. But I feel like rock music is cheesy enough without being concentrated and fermented into this kind of super-cheese. 1.5*

Just not a fan.

not a fan

The mixdown is an incoherant mess, and the vocals are awful.