Valentine's Day = good; rest of album = mediocre.
WOT THE FUC
BEST!
HEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH
SYD ALBUM
Till There Was You <3
YAYAYYAYA
YEA!
Ew.
The Stones are the single most overrated band. Listened to the album in '21, didn't enjoy it much. Gave it another spin, and it's still the same bland formula that seems to drive everybody wild.
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
FUCK YEAH~ BABY TAKE A CHANCE WITH US!
ew.
...oh.
Wings' classic hit. I stand by my words: if Paul McCartney wasn't a Beatle, Wings would've been considered one of the Greatest 70s bands.
Two thumbs up.
YEAHHHHHHHHHH!
I am suing Yeah Yeah Yeahs for auditory castration.
whatthefuck.
overrated but still good.
why?
ew, punk degenerates.
Yippee, it's Radiohead! ... Oh, it's Amnesiac.
Guess what? I don't give a fuck about washed-down pop music!
The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars (alias. Ziggy Stardust) is the fifth studio album by English musician David Bowie, released on 16 June 1972 by RCA Records. A ‘rock classic,’ Ziggy Stardust tells the romantic musical story about Bowie’s alter–ego, an androgynous alien rock ‘n’ roll superhero sent to Earth to unite Earth’s youth before a forthcoming apocalyptic disaster, though it takes a dire, tragic shift as Ziggy succumbs to his own ego. It’s really quite magnificent, and I am amazed at how emotionally–moving it is. The album starts off with Five Years, a tragic–romantic track in the lens of a child, who is informed that there are five years left on Earth. There are no particular song structure here, just a relentless stream of verses, before Bowie explodes into an indulgent frenzy; “Five years, my head hurts a lot, Five years, that’s all we got!” The next track, Soul Love, follows an identical formula as Five Years, with a slow start rapidly ascending into a powerful and indulging chorus. This time, Bowie whines about his nihilistic view towards love, calling it out for ‘wounding us’ for more than it’s worth. I do have to recognize that Soul Love is more enjoyable than its predecessor; many people can associate with this story of young love and know equally that it’s doomed for loss and heartbreak (“All I have is my love of love, and love is not loving”). With flashy, distinctive chords and cocky vocals, Moonage Daydream is arguably the pinnacle of Ziggy Stardust. While its predecessors act as preludes for the story, Ziggy arrives with a BANG to Earth with Moonage Daydream. The song is arrogant and glamorous (“I’ll be a rock ‘n’ roll bitch for you”), but yet, carries a more poignant, desperate undertone, and Bowie almost pleads the audience to go down with him. And may we acknowledge Mick Ronson’s guitar work on Moonage Daydream? Bowie summed up Ronson’s solo in the booklet accompanying the CD reissue, “A perfect foil and collaborator, Mick's raw, passionate Jeff Beck-style guitar was perfect for Ziggy and the Spiders. It had such integrity. You believed every note had been wrenched from his soul." This is subjectively one of the most powerful solos in glam rock history. And who can forget Starman, arguably David Bowie’s catchiest song. Hell, the octave leap chorus (“there’s a starmannn, waiting in the sky”) is probably the most beautiful melody I’ve ever heard! With its laidback verses and la-la-las, Starman is guaranteed to blow your mind (no pun intended). The gnarly It Ain’t Easy is arguably the worst song on the album. It’s not bad and it fits as a transition between Starman and Lady Stardust, but it’s repetitive and generic on its own. Originally dedicated to fellow glam icon, Marc Bolan, Lady Stardust works as a depressant against the psychedelic Moonage Daydream and the magnificent Starman. With a sincere, darker undertone and Elton–style piano, Lady Stardust recounts the personal unnamed tragedy of Lady Stardust, another rock ‘n’ roll star. The song drowses on, as Bowie calmly chants, “And he sang all night, all night long.” Star is a snazzy rock ‘n’ roll number; it builds good momentum and kills it at each chorus. It’s not a standout, but fits perfectly in the context of Ziggy Stardust, as Ziggy romanticizes the prospect of being a rock star. The song fades out with the yearnful, “I could fall in love alright as a rock ‘n’ roll star,” taking a darker undertone. Hang On to Yourself is a standard glam rock track with an impressive riff. The iconic Ziggy Stardust is flawless. This song was staged throughout the album, and with its screaming vocals and power chords, Ziggy Stardust is sure to leave you hyped. The album continues flawlessly into Suffragette City, as Ziggy succumbs to his rising fame, eventually being swallowed by his own ego; “Oh don't lean on me man, 'cause you can't afford the ticket, I'm back in Suffragette City!” Suffragette City resembles the aforementioned Soul Love, except it chokes on its own cockiness and arrogance! The song is an overall mindblower. Oh, how Ziggy has evolved throughout the album. The eleventh and final track on the album, Rock ‘n’ Roll Suicide, one of Bowie’s most dramatic and theatrical performances, Rock ‘n’ Roll Suicide starts off with a calm, almost defeated melody, as Ziggy acknowledges how he has nothing in the end, having given it all to stardom. He spirals down to hopelessness, “You're too old to lose it, too young to choose it, and the clock waits so patiently on your song,” until the sudden, uplifting “Oh no, love, you're not alone!” as Ziggy desperately calls out for escapism. He calls his audience “wonderful,” begging for their hand. The album ends with Ziggy’s (Bowie) anguished screams, “Oh give me your hands!” as he perishes onstage. Truly one of the greatest closures of all times, and it sent an entire generation in an uproar. Overall, Ziggy Stardust a simply brilliant album and it pioneered the glam rock sound. It’s cocky, romantic, and notwithstandingly poignant. Following Ziggy’s tale was a rollercoaster of excitement and tears; it would be crime to give it less than five stars.
Sh-t album 😂 😂 🤣 😂
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High-key mid.
Mid.
Disgusting.
OMFG I LOVE ROBERT SMITH LOVE THE CURE
I LOVE BOWUE LOVE THE PRETTY THINGS LOVE KOOKS QUICKSAND BEST SONG EVER
Great album, not as quite as grandiose as its successor. I love "Panic In Detroit," "Drive In Saturday," and "The Prettiest Star."