1001 Albums Summary

"This could be interesting." I thought. No, it just sounds like terrible pop music but with the (presumably) vapid lyrics in a different language.

I walked through the woods on a sunny winter day, with a thick layer of fallen leaves all around, a dog charging off a head and only a vague sense of direction. It was an ideal listening environment this positive folk stuff.

Someone added this to a playlist with an image from Scott Pilgrim comic, which I thought encapsulated that DIY indie grunge aesthetic. Lyrics were often inaudible due to the reverb, guitars were fuzzy as fuck, but that was kind of charming. 3.5 stars

I got a bit melancholy listening to this one, which chimes with the record label boss not wanting to release it as it was about his friends' divorce. I didn't think I enjoyed it that much, but then happily listened to another couple of hours of John Martyn and Martyn-adjacent music, so I think not enjoying it was very much the label in this section of the record shop (file under dour).

A little slice of disco magic. Like a cute friend (who is obsessed with Dr Who and won't shut up).

So middle of the road; I snoozed through the whole thing, safely buffered by that central reservation.

I don't know why I despise Dave Matthews, but I do.

A lot of fun. The Distance was always a firm favourite and the rest of the album is good (but not as good).

Slightly painful to listen to, but I also admire them for the work they have put into this mess of commercial adjacent work, which shouldn't sell any records. It is a bit too art school, but has a good sense of humour. Noisy blaring pop

Whiny and annoying.

I really enjoyed this. It snuck up on me as gentle background music, but then I found myself really enjoying bits and relistened. Very chilled out, very skilled musically. A lovely find.