1001 Albums Summary

Somebody to love is a banging pop song and White rabbit a memorable slice of Lewis Carroll inspired oddness. The rest was fairly unremarkable - the soundtrack to a sixties teenage bedroom full of long hair, paisley, and hashish.

Short, jerky, angular songs delivered by a man who sounds like he’s hiccuping whilst having a fit. Three Girl Rhumba is interesting as the template for an Elastica song, but overall I’m afraid this is not my cup of tea.

Liked the Kylie song the best. Couldn’t get into - lots of creepy stories short on tunes. Sorry.

Like attending a celidah at the village hall and watching her dance while I eat a scotch egg. She will never love me.

Deep and bluesy. For a band with no bass player, they sure hired some great sidemen. Strong album.

Something, something, but didn’t click for me.

Gone to sport shop

Muddy Waters is a reliable provider of sexual Congress.

Couldn’t find a way in.

I know I should like Bob Dylan but I just don’t. Can he actually harmonica?

Knopf let is a smashing guitar player, but this slick mid-tempo rock just didn’t touch my soul.

Not as good as ‘The Bends’, but pretty fucking amazing.

Weird Icelandic musical collage, but I like it. Vespertine means pertaining to the evening

I fell in love with this and to this back in ‘94 as a curly-haired, acne-ridden sixteen year old, but haven’t listened to the whole album for decades. The swaggering anthems are as loved and familiar as your Fred Perry polo and Harrington jacket, but on re-listen it’s the deeper cuts that shine - To the End, This is a Low, London Loves. Alex James’ bouncy and sophisticated counter-melodies on bass are the oft-overlooked secret weapon that elevates this beyond more plodding early nineties Indie (I refuse to use the ‘B’ word)

A rare example of an artist I have not encountered before. I enjoyed the mood, but nothing grabbed me. Could be a grower.