1001 Albums Summary

By sheer synchronicity, this album came up just as I had roughly an hour's worth left of 'The Talisman', and so it became a bespoke (and incredibly fitting) soundtrack for the finale of that epic story - a story soon to be adapted into a tv series by the Duffer Brothers, famous for 'Stranger Things', which itself climaxed in season 3 to "Running Up That Hill". Occasionally the universe aligns in strange ways. It seems to do that more often when I'm reading Stephen King, and I'm not sure what to make of that.

Ugh

No

Nice that her sister got her a job, I guess.

Obnoxious sound, poorly produced

First five songs sound exactly the same (and bad), so I didn't bother listening to the rest.

I must be a prophet. I pulled this one up on Spotify just the other day on a lark. Happy to listen to it again.

Ugh. Leave this music in 1968.

The lyrics on every other song are just so relentlessly juvenile and moronic that I can't take any of this seriously.

Couldn't get over the vocals sounding like Otto the bus driver from The Simpsons. Awful.

Oh boy, another generic white rock band!

I don't care how deep or cutting your lyrics are if I can't understand most of them because of your numbly mumbly wailing and muddy sound mixing. Don't bother looking them up, though; they're edgelord word salad, the kind of peurile nastiness an angry teen might write when they first discover the world is full of bad people. A few good licks and overall decent composition save this album, but I can't imagine ever willingly listening to it unless I decided to commit a public crime and want to give the media something controversial to chew on in the aftermath. "The suspect was reportedly blaring the music of mentally ill Welsh self-harm-rocker Richey Edwards, though authorities are refusing to speculate on whether this influenced the baffling spree of unimaginative mayhem or merely underscored it."

Nasal fake reggae. Who listens to this shit?

The presence of this garbage discredits the entire list.

Fuck. The Police.

Finally, the album equivalent of chewing glass. A great listen if you're on the fence about suicide and want something to push you over the edge.

Barf

It's really only got the one good song, but that song is REALLY good.

Deeply unpleasant noise

Not a note of pretension or artifice here.

Terrific. Just terrific stuff.

It's okay.

This album sounds like ass, and the songs are all pure cornball shit.

Competent but forgettable punk-adjacent shout-rock. Gotta love the gumption of the punk ethos: I can't sing and can't write but fuck you I'm gonna yell out these trite lyrics anyway.

The worst sounds of the 80s.

Makes me want to dust off my old Tony Hawk'a Underground disc and fire up the GameCube. Good times.

30% groovy beats and squeaks, 70% migraine simulator. Not until the last three tracks do the tedious spiky loops soften and let in something almost resembling music. But I suspect people who like EDM aren't terribly concerned with musicality. If you just wanted something to nurse your brain death, this would do.

"Oh dear, this album is not very good, is it? Better put some tits on the cover to boost sales."

Good music, loses a full star for ugly album art.

"Hey, you wanna hear the most annoying sound in the world?" >puts on Deloused in the Comatorium by the Mars Volts<

Five stars for artistic merit, minus four stars for Diddy.

Migraine s(t)imulator

Fuck Lynyrd Skynyrd

LCD Soundsystem I don't hate you but you're bringing me down.

I can't imagine anything more meh.

The ever-present electric jug on every track started as a novelty, got annoying, and came right back around to hilarious by the end. They seem to be really good at this one niche kind of music that I don't particularly enjoy.

This is the worst fucking shit I have ever heard and it's not even close.

Another great band with good lyrics ruined by a lead vocalist with a really, really annoying voice. I will never understand the appeal of the scream-whining subgenre. Does this music make people feel anything? All it makes me feel is a desire to turn it down or hit skip.

Suckadelic

Meh

Oh boy, is it time for the weekly Morissey again? *sigh* How many of this douchebag's albums are on this curséd list?

Gets dinged a star for all the talking, though mercifully that's all isolated to its own tracks so you can easily skip it. Otherwise, perfect.

Nah, I'm sorry, but this really sucks. It just does.

I'm not drunk, stoned, or stupid enough to enjoy this. It's the audio equivalent of drowning in a pit toilet.

"Weebubalows stanidtain, weoub anamuboadisnass meebupasol lalilnaw beemlaws ois. Au menninseeguh awuh, hoi." The wiki tells me this is a (YET ANOTHER GODDAMNED) British rock band, but I have no idea what language they're yelling. It sure isn't English. Sounds like the aural equivalent of boiled cabbage.

Eminem is the Don Rickles of hip hop.

70s English rock that is better left A) in the 70s, B) in England, and C) under a rock.

Pleasant enough.

Overproduced, badly-mixed, washed out wailing lyrics. I got profoundly bored halfway through this and turned it off.

If there's anything this project has taught me, it's that the English have just as much skill and taste in music as they do in food.

Essential for anyone who wants to pretend they're in a Scorcese film.

1 if by lame, 2 if by see me dump this record in the harbor.

Gross