Greetings From L.A. by Tim Buckley

Greetings From L.A.

Tim Buckley

2.84
Rating
21761
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Reviews (page 8 of 8)

Boring

This album is just embarrassing. Buckley seems desperate for us to believe that he has a lot of sex. Any merit the music had is subverted by the very cringe lyrics. Wait, he was Jeff Buckley's father? Wikipedia says they only met once when Jeff was 8. Right, that tracks.

Tough to get through. Not at all shocking that I never heard of him before. Hopefully this is the only album by him on this list.

Exhausting

I know for a fact there are 1001 albums that are better than this.

Imagine Jay from The Inbetweeners learned guitar, moved to LA and told his sex stories over some jangly riffs. Sleazy, cringey and uncomfortable, the worst part being this isn't even satire - it's just another Tim Buckley record.

Parts of this were giving me a bit of a Charles Manson Cease To Exist vibe. Maybe it's a 60s thing - or 60s hangover thing - but it didn't ease me into these tracks. Other than that, my over-riding feeling was that he liked sleeping with 'attached' women. Not one I'll be revisiting.

Not for me.

why does this list blow tim Buckley

Almost got a mark for the music - but the lyrics are such a negative any redeeming qualities of this album are lost. Not feeling guilty about stopping this listen halfway through

12 string guitars should be banned.

loathsome

Rubbish

Onsitä 1972 parempaakin musiikkia tehty.. Helppoa musiikkia kuunnella.. Ensimmäisen biisin rock popittelu antaa tälle albumille yhden tähden!

Not even remotely what I was wanting/expecting from Tim Buckley, and honestly surprised he even recorded this dreck!

Seems like it wanted to be a Doors album but fell far short.

I like the album cover. Fatalistic vibe, kind of the Bizarro Welcome to Asbury Park. First song starts... OK, it's the '70s I guess, different social clime, but still, pretty sleazy. Next up... maybe this is kind of sexy? But I'm not feeling it. What's up next? Nope. This is like all the stupid impulses of an asshole, serial cheater put to music. He can sing. I mean, maybe if the lyrical content were different. But even the songs started sounding similar. How did this album make this list?

Honestly. Time has forgotten this album. So will I.

Terrible. No redeeming features at all.

Couldn't wait to be done with this album from the lyrics alone.

Fuck off, you small dick energy little cunt. Didn't even have the decency to die before breeding. 1/5.

Dull as dishwater meat and potatoes early 70s songwriter-rock.

I have to give it to Tim; He's really into what he's doing. Unfortunately, that energy doesn't translate into a connection for me. The band is tight, and they do well with the music they've been given. They even get to stretch their legs a few times, in tracks like 'Devil Eyes'. But that isn't enough to offset the fact that Tim's vocals and lyrical delivery are just too awkward for me to hear past. Moreover, the characters he trying to convey and/or the stories he's trying to tell in each song, just don't seem believable as he depicts them. Nowhere is this more apparent than 'Get on Top' and 'Sweet Surrender'. I was literally cringing and tensed listening to 'Sweet Surrender', which was basically a 2-minute song followed by 4m44s of Tim's warbling and nasally improvisations. You figure that they would've learned from the previous track 'Get on Top', where there is a very apparent and abrupt cut around the 5m50s mark in and amongst a similar 4+ minute long outro. I will say that I was almost into 'Nighthawkin''... almost. All told, it feels like an attempt was made to make a gritty album that told the stories of hard worn lives in a big city, but what came through was more like a kid telling tall tales.