Elvis never meant shit to me.
Elvis never meant shit to me.
I'm lord of all darkness, I'm queen of the night
I've got the power.
Watch out! The world’s behind you.
Elvis never meant shit to me.
Elvis never meant shit to me.
Am I just a walking bag of chewed up dust and bones?
Elvis never meant shit to me.
Satan laughing spreads his wings.
There is a naked person in my flat!
Lord, have mercy
The heat got hotter, Ali stars to curse me.
Electric angel rock and roller, I hear what you're playin.
Oh, God of Progress
Have you degraded or forgot us?
Your god is dead and no one cares.
You're standing on my memories.
Love me ‘till I’m limbless
Aching and sore
Enough to stop a freight train
Or start the third world war
But if you open your mouth
Then I can't be responsible
For quite what goes in
Or to care what comes out
I don't have a purpose omission, I'm empty by definition.
But I'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday.
It's so easy to get acid, you can get it anywhere.
Thank you for your wine, California.
Get a drink, have a good time now.
Welcome to paradise.
Some gypsies’ blood flowing through her feet.
When they said I should feed my head, that to me is just a day in bed.
I hate myself for my weakness
My past sickens me.
I’m an alligator, I’m a momma-poppa coming for you. I’m the space invader,I’ll be a rock n rollin’ bitch for you.
I don’t even miss you
But that’s ‘cause I’m fucked up.
I hope you know this will go down on your permanent record.
Eat the salted peanuts out of the can.
This whole goddamned town is ready to blow.
Let me die with a hammer in my hand.
You can peel away my skin.
I’m so messed up I want you here.
Just a perfect day
You made me forget myself
I thought I was
Someone else, someone good.
Oh, baby this town rips the bones from your back
It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap.
3.5
I don’t want to dance, I want to go home.
Sometimes everything is wrong.
Bodies being found on Greenleaf
With their fuckin’ heads cut off, motherfucker, I’m Dre.
I died, I died & you just stood there. I died & you watched. I died & you said no. I'm dead.
Just a monster of an album.
You know the preacher locked the door
He knows I’m gonna stay.
3.5
I danced myself out of the womb
Is it strange to dance so soon
This pig harassed the whole neighborhood.
All the world's indeed a stage
And we are merely players
Performers and portrayers
Each another's audience
Outside the gilded cage
3.5
You say there's peace in sleep
But you dream of love instead
Oh, the heartache you'll find
Anybody on the street
Has murder in his eyes
You feel no pain
Ever since that first Saturday date
I showed up 13 hours late.
Just a collection of nothing songs.
She looks so good that he
gets down and begs
3.5
Look at this, what a pair
She won't let me touch her there
She's so discriminating
This is weird, it's time to blow
I just heard the rooster crow
I guess I'll have to spank my monkey
I got this on cassette for my tenth birthday, my first album ever.
Where the fuck did Monday go?
Four Black Stars.
The only band that matters.
Cool DeLa Soul sample found !
What are you doing Alabama?
You got the rest of the union to help you along
What's going wrong?
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails, just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
I don’t really like the blues but dammit I like this album for some reason.
Some of the music is great, the vocals take some getting used to but it grows on you.
You toss all the mornings lost to the clouds and you watch it go
It tastes like death, but it looks like fun
Still can’t stand this kind of music. This guy sounds like a problem.
Feeling, sweet feeling,
drops from my Fender’s fingers.
You have nothing to worry about Mr. Adamson.
This sounds super modern. I was really surprised to see it was from 1974.
Sometimes it felt like a 4, other times it seemed that it was only a 2. In the end, however, it was just another 3.
Man, the last 3 songs could’ve been left off this album and it would be even better. Still enough for a 5. Even the skits are good.
You’re a glitter-gaunt gangster, John Lennon knows your name.
There’s a hole in daddy’s arm where all the money goes.
This is a top ten album of all time for me.
“I’m going back to New York City,
I do believe I’ve had enough.”
I was going to give this 4 stars then I remembered about this line the Beastie Boys sampled so that’s enough for 5.
One of them’s got eyes as big as jolly ranchers. 3.5 rounded up.
Not a huge fan of southern rock but this album is incredible.
Love the positive energy.
It’s a little different but it’s still r&b.
4.5 rounded up.
I hope you’re having fun.
Very creative!
3.3 rounded down.
I remember telling my homeboy Nate when we got this cd when it came out “If you don’t like this album, you don’t like music.”
That was an exaggeration but man, I loved this record then and I still love it now. This is everything you could ask for from a band when you were in college in the early 90s. Sooo much good Mix Tape material.
This feels like all the pieces are there for something great but it never really gets there. I wish it was better; or maybe I wish I liked it more.
Some really cool parts, some questionable parts.
If what you say is true, the Shaolin & the Wu-Tang could be dangerous.
What kind of a cop killer are you?
What’s that Frank? You like potato chips and you want to know if I do too? Clown ass dude. That Makin Whoopee song was corny as hell too.
So original, interesting, and heavy.
It’s like he wanted to prove he could make a Steely Dan album all by himself.
They seemed so dangerous when I was in 5th grade. Still solid.
I don’t feel anything when listening to this.
I should like this band but for some reason I don’t. I can’t really hear what he’s saying and the music just sounds unnecessarily busy and sloppy.
Good enough for a 3 though.
At only 17 minutes long, is this the shortest compilation album ever?
Ain’t that a shame.
Love it when June comes in on Bridge Over. So good. And I still love Trent’s version of Hurt.
An all-time favorite album.
Not very easy to listen to but very different.
Flirted with a 4 for this one. Listened 3 times but couldn’t quite pull the trigger. Gun shy.
Is anybody alive in here?
First line of the album talks about how he can see. He fooled us all. I don’t like when he sings about goD.
I can’t stand this jammy crap. Some parts were fine but I need to give out more 2s.
We have more influence on your children than you do.
Loved the crowd noise/banter and the ‘mistakes’ like Johnny laughing in the middle of a song.
I had this at a strong 3 until Cowgirl in the Sand reminded me that this album is, in fact, a 4.
This album is jam packed with cool songs. Totalitarian.
Dope beats, just enough record scratching, crazy porn samples, insanely original lyrics; it’s got it all.
I’m in your corner.
Too quiet, I don’t get it.
It’s not terrible but I would never think of listening to it again.
As good as music gets for me.
It’s really simple and basic sounding. Lyrics are tired and lame.
I liked the music more than the singing. 2.7 rounded up.
It was a 3 until all the god stuff at the end. It’s either Bootylicious or it’s my buddy jesus. Hard to pull off both on the same album.
He does a weird thing with his voice that is fun at first but he does it so much that it gets old. The music is good when it’s not too techno-y. We may not have Viagra Boys without these guys.
These songs are beautiful.
Traces of Television and Violent Femmes. A nice discovery for sure, never heard of them. Rounded up.
Satans She-Males covered Its A Shame About Ray so it’s special.
Reminds me of Trapper McNutt.
I can’t believe how long it is!
Reading the news and it sure looks bad. They won’t give peace a chance. It was just a dream some of us had. 3.6
Can’t really hear what any of the words are. 2.5 rounded up.
I liked it better than I thought I would.
Knowing French would probably help me get more out of this band. Still not great.
Sounds like Peter Gabriel singing.
Is that Freddy singing on every song?
This album is so loaded it feels like a compilation.
I’m not digging anything, man.
Bloody red sun of fantastic L.A.
I kept waiting for The Beatles to come in.
Lots of really short songs. Better than expected. 3.35
Loved it when it came out & still like it today.
There she goes again,
the dopest Ethiopian.
Some Bowie, early Pink Floyd, and even some Ween.
Some cool use of different instruments.
Sometimes the horns come in too aggressively for me.
Pretty good! They sometimes sound like The Damned. 3.4
Not my thing but done really well.
Sometimes boring Radiohead-like piano based songs that are hard to remember immediately after listening to.
But it’s like- sure man, play your songs. Wait, what is that? Accordion? Um, ok.
3.4. Some greatness to be sure.
Well it’s certainly different.
The little “hey hey” after the Black Belt in Karate line is one of my favorite things in all of music.
This album reminds me of falling in love with my wife.
Some fun flashes of brilliance with a lot of filler and silliness.
I like some of the folkier songs. Too much of it felt like a score for a Robin Hood play. The ‘christ receive our souls’ shit can kick rocks.
Not my jam but ya gotta respect these guys.
Such a fun and interesting album.
I didn’t know Chicago had that in ‘em!
Are they still warming up?
What like 7 of these songs are pretty much classics at this point. 4 in a row to end the album? Unheard of!
The horns on this album are like all or nothing.
You can get stomped by Obie. Still pretty good.
Sounds a bit like Ms. Hill.