I hated everything about this album, except for the obvious level of effort that went into producing it. I’m clearly missing the point, but I did not hear one interesting song or musical idea.
I was not expecting to like this when I saw the date, but I was very pleasantly surprised. I really like the sound, the mix of styles, and the lyrics. This album will definitely find a place in the rotation and I will check out more of Bob’s later albums.
I'm not a big metal fan, but wow, "Invaders" kicks off this album in style. "The Prisoner" would not been out of place at hardcore show in the early 80s. "Number of the Beast," the title track, is pretty epic. The rest of the album wears on me a bit, mostly because of the receptive nature of the "first I'm growling, now I'm operatic" vocals. He is a very talented singer, but it starts to sound pretty repetitive by the end of side two.
Not bad, but not something I would rush back to listen to.
This was my first time listening to the entire album, and really the first time I listened to any of Amy's music beyond catching snippets on the car radio at night. I was expecting the first few songs to be pretty decent and then for the quality to fall way off, but every song is remarkably good.
This is a great album and I'm definitely adding it to the collections of albums that I will come back to hear all the way through again.
I like jazz. I like Miles. I *should* love his all-star band including Boston’s own Chick Corea. Sadly, jazz fusion is a music style that has always been a worst case scenario for me.
That was awesome. They saved the best for last, a musical tribute to Ghengis Khan. Epic!
The Dude hated The Eagles. I hate The Eagles too. I also hate The Doors. I have almost everything about them, but they’re lead singer most of all. Listening to this album was pure penance and I almost quit this entire exercise. I certainly hate the “1001” critics more for making me endure this pretentious travesty.
I remember being blown away by this album when it first came out. But now? Honestly some of the guitar work still sounds great, but it is hard to escape the gnawing sensation that Rattle and Hum is on the horizon.
I had not heard of this album and it was much better, and deeper, than I expected.
I really like Ravi Shankar, and Indian classical music in general, but I guess I do not listen to albums for a “Great Courses” lecture.
"Who else but rap’s most fearlessly creative duo could open their biggest album with a bonfire of American dreams?"
Fearlessly creative? I don't get it. There is nothing here that captured my attention for even a nanosecond. Maybe the creativity is all on Side B, but I could not listen long enough to find out.
