What would the world of Karaoke be without Bon Jovi..........? Better. It would be infinitely better. This album is washed out, dated, and embarrassing. I try to imagine the people who still listen to this recreationally and am instantly awash in a sea of peroxide, silicone, and yager. Gross.
To argue that this was anything less than a 5-star album would be a fight against democracy itself. The people have voted. CCR is an institution. Any band that can get right-wing voters to belt out anti-war anthems have some sort of Creole VOODOO going on behind the scenes. John Fogerty is from Berkley, California. The Fortress of Solitude for all things liberal. Yet if you see the confederate flag on a pick-up 50/50 chance they are bumping Fortunate Son. Insanity. True Bipartisanship rocking, I dig.
My 15-year-old self was stoked to see this on the list. While many would argue SLipknot was just more of the same Nu-Metal the 90s were famous for puking out, I found this to be a perfect gateway drug into a world of more evolved Metal. I went from this to bands like (At The Gates, Origin, Sepultura, Dystopia)... which in turn led me to 1000 subgenres, and eventual love of (Metal, Crust, etc, etc) that has never wavered. If it wasn't for the commercial success of this album, it may be that the entirety of my vinyl collection would have been seriously altered. Also, after giving it a relisten, it had some seriously innovative stuff going on in the realm of percussion. so yeah.
A weak attempt at a Beatles facsimile, which I found was not uncommon in the 90's. Oasis did similar productions, and I would argue they did it with more passion and balls. Nothing flat offensive about the album, it was just relentlessly forgettable.
This was the first band in ages to which I struggled to find a derivative element. It seems wholly original. That feat alone would warrant praise, but the psychedelic nature, nonsensical yet thought-provoking lyrics and unique vocal delivery make it one of my new favorite albums. Fuck Yeah.
She made me wanna make an apology for all the men that did her wrong.
Feel good music for a time when keeping on the sunny side is more and more difficult every day. I needed this.
One of my new favorite albums. Feels like I jacked up caffeine intravenously while dripping rainbow-colored vials into both eyeballs. Such a trip.
If I hadn't heard Santana's other albums I would've said this was flawless, but given a side-by-side comparison of this and their debut, I would have to say this pales in comparison.
I think this album probably stands out as a reflection on the era. I assume it was innovative for the time, and while the percussive forward march on some of these tracks inspired head bobbing, I can't help but feel like this has been bested by many since.
Progressive for the period. I wish I would have had my first listen a couple of decades ago. I'd say it still holds strong. There was a section at the end of Mildred Pierce that foreshadowed a lot of the thrashier and aggressive sides of punk. It was unique and enjoyable.
A weak attempt at a Beatles facsimile, which I found was not uncommon in the 90's. Oasis did similar productions, and I would argue they did it with more passion and balls. Nothing flat offensive about the album, it was just relentlessly forgettable.
David Byrne!!!! That is all.
Dirty.... Gritty.... classic
This was the first band in ages to which I struggled to find a derivative element. It seems wholly original. That feat alone would warrant praise, but the psychedelic nature, nonsensical yet thought-provoking lyrics and unique vocal delivery make it one of my new favorite albums. Fuck Yeah.
This has always been up there with SGT Peppers and Rubber Soul. Silly Psychadelic Symphonies that Simply Send me to the Stars..... Yeah. ... I said that.
To argue that this was anything less than a 5-star album would be a fight against democracy itself. The people have voted. CCR is an institution. Any band that can get right-wing voters to belt out anti-war anthems have some sort of Creole VOODOO going on behind the scenes. John Fogerty is from Berkley, California. The Fortress of Solitude for all things liberal. Yet if you see the confederate flag on a pick-up 50/50 chance they are bumping Fortunate Son. Insanity. True Bipartisanship rocking, I dig.
This was my first introduction to Ms. Lynn, and after the first three tracks I was unimpressed. I felt like she was missing the passion of a Dolly or the sass of an Aretha. But much to my joy, I stand corrected after the brutality of Saint to Sinner, and ShoeGgoes on the Other Foot. There Goes my Everything had me near tears. Good show.
Generic. All I could think of the whole time was that I was showering through a scene in Ocean's 11..... S I looked it up.. and yeah.... David Holmes did the whole soundtrack. Not offensively bad. Just nothing that would warrant a second listen: unless I was feeling clooneyish
I have struggled with this album for the last week. It feels like an album I should love, but something just leaves me feeling disconnected from the central theme. The sound is amazing: poignant and eerie... it just doesn't hit like I feel it should.
I'll add an extra star for nostalgia's sake, but this album suffers from tracks that are 3 minutes too long, and lyrics that are 25 years past their expiration date.
I dig her lilt and her anger but could have used less of the former and more of the latter. It felt like watching a fuse burn down without ever getting the expected explosion. That being said, this album hits some pretty cool chords, I just wish it unleashed a little more.
My 15-year-old self was stoked to see this on the list. While many would argue SLipknot was just more of the same Nu-Metal the 90s were famous for puking out, I found this to be a perfect gateway drug into a world of more evolved Metal. I went from this to bands like (At The Gates, Origin, Sepultura, Dystopia)... which in turn led me to 1000 subgenres, and eventual love of (Metal, Crust, etc, etc) that has never wavered. If it wasn't for the commercial success of this album, it may be that the entirety of my vinyl collection would have been seriously altered. Also, after giving it a relisten, it had some seriously innovative stuff going on in the realm of percussion. so yeah.
What would the world of Karaoke be without Bon Jovi..........? Better. It would be infinitely better. This album is washed out, dated, and embarrassing. I try to imagine the people who still listen to this recreationally and am instantly awash in a sea of peroxide, silicone, and yager. Gross.
The ultimate in feel-good music. While listening to Coat of Many Colors, Early Morning Breeze, and Travelling Man, I found myself smiling for no apparent reason apart from the joy in Parton's voice. Music therapy for sure.
My complaint about this album mirrors my complaint about David Holmes' body of work; There is just nothing here that warrants a second listen. The album sounds fine and would work well in a movie soundtrack, but there are 1000 artists who do similar music and do it better,
This is still the perfect album for when you want to stargaze on a cloudy day. Close your eyes and melt into the everything.