I was never a fan of RATM. The album is okay, fair work, but it didn't move me to rush out and get their other albums. There's such a thing as something, while good, doesn't move one person, and someone else is crazy about it.

old piece, heard it many times

I hate this

Boring, monotonous. It tries to be a cheap hit, but it rarely succeeds... I realized at track 4 that this is not the first track. The start of Empty Room was promising, but then it too sank back into the commercial garbage that flows from everywhere. Up until Half Light I I had planned to somehow make it halfway through the album and give up, but by II I had changed strategy, if nothing worthwhile happened for a minute and a half, move on to the next one. Unfortunately, I still had to listen to the last song. It was a pity. I may be being nasty, but I think I'll rename the bookmark: The 1000 albums you wasted your time on - that'll be the new name.

In 1968, as a little kid, I was listening to the mono single by The Spencer Davis Group two years earlier, Keep On Running on side A and High Time Baby on side B. Needless to say, the latter was my favourite, mainly because of the piano solo. It wasn't a bad choice on the other side of the Iron Curtain, in the middle of the pile of family records, mostly gypsy music, Hungarian lyrics and operetta. OK, I found a complete three-disc Traviata album and a couple of poetry discs, I liked those too. I have respect and admiration for Uncle Cash, but there's no way I'm going to listen to two and three-quarters hours of him. It's a good thing the recording doesn't include a conversation between the attendant and the curtain raiser about modern contraception. Anyway, it was a good way to get back to the music of the 60s and 70s. Next up were Velvet Underground; Canned Heat; Jefferson Airplane; George Baker Selection; CCR; Donovan;, The Baytovens; Ray Charles; Question Mark and The Mysterians; Blue Cheer; Elmore James; Can; Bob Dylan; Small Faces; Sir Douglas Quintet and Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick & Tich. Fortunately I've managed to get the artificial stupidity down that diversity is my raison d'être.

Flat. Forget now.

Boring

Hmmm not bad

One of my favorites.

I tried to listen to it at work, as elevator music, but I got so nervous about this gooey, maudlin, sentimental crap that I had to stop. I've got a new name for my bookmark: The 1000 Albums You Can Easily Die Listening to 1% of.

This is the 4th album on this list that I know and like every note of.

Not bad, but forgettable.

Not bad but too bad it's so popular.

I listened to it, for the umpteenth time. I still like it, though it's a bit worn. My musical tastes have also changed, this album has slipped into the nostalgia category.

I know and like it, although it's a bit popular.

I admire his brilliant guitar playing, but I still think he's better suited to a campfire than an album.

A rare favourite among mainstram performers. It's been a long time, but I've heard him many times. Good to listen to again, still valid. Few people have put Kate Bush and Laurie Anderson together on the same album. Plus, I listened to the Special Edition, which has 16 live recordings.

Good but not the best.

I'm sure some people like it, but I hate country music.

Nostalgia is only worth something if it is a valuable album that is still valid today.

Good old music, it's not in the middle of my heart, but it's not in the bottom either.

Very old, very professional, I even liked it, although it's not my favourite style.

It is a pity that the album's title track is not available on any streaming service. These seem to be banned tunes in this part of Europe. How silly! But the rest is fine.

I have never heard a single note from this album, or even from the artist. It was not clear what genre he would like to play, but it was almost everything: classical, jazz, rock, country, disco, musical, pop, hip-hop, new-new-wave. But whatever style prevailed within a song, sooner or later they all became inevitably swamped by the upper edge of mediocre commercialism. Despite the professional musicians, the perfect sound and the brilliant vocal skills, this is a mediocre album that can be completely forgotten in a week. It's probably destined to be, I wouldn't have lost much if it had stayed out of my life.

Old, boring. Not mine.

Known. Good.

This genre isn’t mine.

At the end of the first track I thought: is this some kind of joke...? I was expecting some kind of anarcho-punk, but no, they were serious. What an anacronism in 2000. If I could give half a star...

Perfect, I have listened to it so many times, it never gets old.

I was 10 years old when this album was released. I didn't hear it until a little later, but it was thanks to Slade, among other things, that my musical tastes were formed in great detours. Nostalgia? Not a trace.

Bob Marley knew. This is a classic album. I've never listened to so many reggies in a row before, it was quite a shock.

A waste of time. It was built from boring, unimaginative, hackneyed panels. They didn't even manage to make a citizen's puff.

Bowie didn't make a bad album. It's not at the top of the list of the better ones, but for me it's in the top 100 albums of 1001.

Forgettable. I picked it up today and from the description, which I always read, I realised that I had listened to it the day before yesterday, but I can't remember a single tune. Only that it is embarrassingly meaningless, both musically and lyrically. Let's move on.

Why do I have to listen to this? I've moved on from this schematic, hit, cheap style about 40 years ago.