This is ok for me, I liked Bloodsucker and Into the Fire.
Very 2004
Most of my very early music listening was focused on bluegrass and country, and at around age 7-8, I got a hold of a cassette tape with Minnie Ripperton on one side, and Dolly Parton’s Greatest Hits on the other. I had already known who Dolly was from some of her songs I heard on country station US95 - especially singing with Kenny Rogers “Islands In The Stream,” and the movie Best Little Whorehouse In Texas (which my dad brought me to see age 6 😬), and of course 9 to 5 (also seen in the theater with Dad, age 4)… but I just loved every song on that tape, with her sweet voice and storytelling lyrics, like on Coat of Many Colors and Travellin’ Man (one of my favorites), and so I played the Dolly side of it over and over, until it was practically worn out. I still have it somewhere. So those two songs I had heard, but not the rest of this album. It was great. You can so appreciate how young her voice is, high and clear. I loved Here I Am, also the high harmonies on My Blue Tears. And she shows somewhat bold writing for country music standards as far as the times go, with She’s Never Met A Man (telling truths about hos), but especially on If I Lose My Mind (👀‼️wow). Anyway, excellent album.
Eh. I didn’t like this. A couple songs were alright. Is it supposed to be a rock opera?
Easy. Breezy. Beautiful. Cover Girl.
Nice interlaying guitar parts. Overall, good. Not super memorable for me.
Gentle jazz. Jazzy. Jazz gentille.
I like Herb
Rocking funk, plus a little weird- I like
I didn’t specificaly recognize any of these songs, but on the whole it’s all very recognizable as the kind of background bar music that dominated my early twenties. Pretty decent, hard-driving late ‘90s rock, familiar to a wasted and emotional state of mind.
Well. That first song definitely caught me a little off guard; a bit jarring to the ear in 2024. I can generally appreciate some Randy Newman, but as for this album, it’s kind of meh. I probably wouldn’t listen to it again on purpose.
So solid. There ain’t nothing else on Earth like Stevie Wonder.
I like this album- I owned it, in fact. I think somehow it perfectly encapsulates a lot of the atmosphere around being 21 and living in northern Florida in 1997. But more importantly, I feel vindicated about being confused for YEARS that this band’s name is actually “The Prodigy” (not just “Prodigy”), because quite obviously there is no “the” before their name on this cover, and that’s exactly what I remembered. So there!
Listened on vinyl. Just beautiful.