My 1001 Albums Journey

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Albums Rated

3.37

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2010

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You Love More Than Most

Album	You	Global	Diff
Buenas Noches From A Lonely Room Dwight Yoakam	5	2.6	+2.4
Duck Rock Malcolm McLaren	5	2.62	+2.38
Life Thru A Lens Robbie Williams	5	2.73	+2.27
Maverick A Strike Finley Quaye	5	2.74	+2.26
Guitar Town Steve Earle	5	2.79	+2.21
Planet Rock: The Album Afrika Bambaataa	5	2.79	+2.21
Chris Christine and the Queens	5	2.81	+2.19
I Am a Bird Now Antony and the Johnsons	5	2.84	+2.16
BEYONCÉ Beyoncé	5	2.86	+2.14
Fly Or Die N.E.R.D	5	2.87	+2.13

You Love Less Than Most

Album	You	Global	Diff
Nevermind Nirvana	1	4.37	-3.37
In Utero Nirvana	1	3.82	-2.82
Master Of Puppets Metallica	1	3.71	-2.71
Hounds Of Love Kate Bush	1	3.63	-2.63
...And Justice For All Metallica	1	3.41	-2.41
Wish You Were Here Pink Floyd	2	4.3	-2.3
S&M Metallica	1	3.26	-2.26
D White Denim	1	3.21	-2.21
The Boatman's Call Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds	1	3.19	-2.19
Vespertine Björk	1	3.18	-2.18

Artists

Favorites

Artist	Albums	Average
Beatles	6	5
The White Stripes	3	5
Michael Jackson	3	5
Stevie Wonder	4	4.5
Frank Sinatra	3	4.67
Blur	2	5
Dire Straits	2	5
Oasis	2	5
Amy Winehouse	2	5
Bob Marley & The Wailers	2	5
The Beach Boys	2	5
Pet Shop Boys	2	5
The Who	5	4.2
David Bowie	7	4
Beastie Boys	3	4.33
Kanye West	3	4.33
Talking Heads	3	4.33
Van Morrison	3	4.33

Least Favorites

Artist	Albums	Average
Metallica	4	1.25
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds	4	1.5
Nirvana	2	1
Kate Bush	2	1.5
Robert Wyatt	2	1.5
Björk	3	2
Neil Young	4	2.25
Sonic Youth	4	2.25

Controversial

Artist	Ratings
CHIC	5, 2
Billy Bragg	5, 2
The Specials	1, 4
Led Zeppelin	2, 2, 4, 5, 4

5-Star Albums (123)

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Francis Albert Sinatra & Antonio Carlos Jobim

Popular Reviews

I didn't know I like Bowie until this listening project. I like Bowie. This record was terrific.

A masterpiece. Lush, layered, complex, introspective, and raw. Is she a skilled vocalist? No, but if Leonard Cohen can growl and call it singing, she can warble. It’s what’s underneath - the full tapestry - that matters, and it’s incredible. This album is a terrific litmus test. If you can’t enjoy this, maybe you just don’t like music. It makes being in this website a bit curious, but live the life you choose, I suppose.

We tell our children, if at first you don’t succeed, try, try again. By track 9 or 10 of mediocre, fake tough guy nonsense, someone should’ve stopped this man. Someone put his recording equipment more than six inches away from him, so he can ever reach them again.

If a person pushed me down, shat in my ear, used their finger to push that shat further into my head, then flipped me over and repeated the act on the other side, it would still be preferable to ever hearing this record again.

What is this? Why does it exist? It’s a curiosity, and not in a good way. The person who thought “a soundtrack, no, the score, to a movie I’m not clever enough to write, but without the movie,” should be jailed. Next to that person, whomever participated in placing this garbage on this list. It degrades the entire thing by its presence. It’s the first record I couldn’t finish. You couldn’t pay me. A just world would delete all copies this and pretend it never existed.

1-Star Albums (36)

Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water

All Ratings (792)

At three hours, this is an album to listen to until you die. Currently playing as the soundtrack at a casual clothing store in your local mall.

What if Jefferson Airplane went to a renaissance faire? And then an Irish jig was sometimes performed. Come find out!

Listen to the Oceans 11 soundtrack. Then come listen to this. I think there is a glitch in the matrix. But this record it brilliant fun.

The down-votes of this record as “dated” are unhinged. Don’t trust these people to tell you the color of the sky. This record is an artifact of a time and sound, and it’s a brilliant one at that.

I like folk music. I like 60s/70s folk music. This, though, is just uninteresting. There is nothing different or distinct happening here.

Only meant to be heard while high.

This is the strangest thing I’ve ever heard. There were parts that were legitimately interesting, but by the end, I wanted Frankie to make a visit.

I didn't know I like Bowie until this listening project. I like Bowie. This record was terrific.

Brilliant doesn’t describe this. A lyricist with few peers, calling out from far beyond the grave, reminding us of what timeless means. Then, a then-modern twist, that somehow feels both of Guthrie’s time, and of our own, played exquisitely. This is a masterpiece.

You walk into a college party in 1997, but it's a movie. They couldn't afford to get popular bands to fill the soundtrack, so they found a close recreation, and used that instead. That's Shack. This is a compliment. It sounds like 90s poppier college rock, but on a budget.

Yoko is a criminal.

If a space alien came to earth and asked hear one record demonstrating what 70s classic rock is, this would be a terrific choice.

Write a third song already.

It’s Abby Road. In five hundred years, this will be one of the surviving artifacts, a masterpiece of our time. Three armed kids with lizard noses will learn these songs the way our kids learn Mozart.

A masterpiece. That’s all. Just a masterpiece.

It’s a fine record. Take away the pretense and it’s perfectly fine. But it thinks it’s smart and that makes it annoying.

The weird thing about this record is there are some interesting musical things going on, but the lyrics were written by an untalented child.

Pointless noise.

Remember Julia Stiles character in “10 Things I Hate About You?” She used guitar to start a band. It was terrible.

I’m a middle aged white guy. This is practically holy scripture.

This album contains actually important music. It’s a repository of music that mattered, and that should be retained. It’s also a standing rebuke to “country” music made by bros who couldn’t even get into the least impressive SEC schools. But it’s less than the sum of its parts because it is overly indulgent and massively bloated. Nothing is 2 hours good.

Evidence for the prosecution in the case of “allowing mankind the ability to record sound was a mistake.”

A jazz club, but it’s in hell, but hell is in Santa Monica, but Santa Monica is in Jersey. Three glasses of scotch and two bad ideas. But one of the glasses is filled with stones. Buster Poindexter was a major influence.

Solo work by members of the Pet Shop Boys is under appreciated.

The soundtrack to the 1979 video game of the same name, this album has become the official national anthem of a nation.

I am a clove cigarette.

When they couldn't clear Teardrop as the theme song for House on streaming services, they wrote this record as a replacement.

Robbie Williams is the most criminally underrated artist of the 90s and early 00s.

A great effort for five high school kids figuring out their tools and trying to be creative. Will make you sit in a dark room and fight away the sadness when you realize that are adults.

There are two kinds of people. People who love the talking heads, and people you eventually realize have never said a single interesting thing.

There are two kinds of people. People who realize half this record sounds like a chain saw, and people who realize Jump + Panama + Hot for Teacher are all that matter.

There are two kinds of people. Phil Spector and people he wants to lock in his basement.

There are two kinds of people; people who need a second Randy Newman record to get the point, and the rest of us.

There are kinds of people…. It’s the point of the record.

There are two kinds of people. Kanye, and Kanye’s other personality.

There are two kinds of people, but after this record, I’m too low-key to tell them apart.

There are two kinds of people; people who have gazed across the Caribbean with rum in their glass, pretending to be one of them, and people who don't appreciate Bob Marley.

There are two kinds of people. People who are convinced U2 are multi-generational geniuses, and those who see this as a terrific record that shouldn’t be missed behind the hyperbole. But dammit this sounds like U2. It’s almost a caricature it’s so spot on.

A pocketful of drugs. A circus on mars. Three monkeys singing opera. This is insane. If you didn't love this, delete my contact, delete your phone, delete yourself. We can't be friends. We shouldn't even be on the same planet. A delight. A masterpiece. I need a nap.

Mid-album, my wife walked into the room and said "that sounds like a high school jazz band. And not a good one."

You wouldn’t pay much attention to this if you didn’t know who it was.

Massively fantastic record.

This is the worst record ever recorded. I love 80s music. I love synth-pop. I love new wave. This is utter trash. Give Ross Gellar a pseudo-opera partner, and you’d get this.

I listened to this while sick with Influenza A. I know the strength of my soul.

I don’t even like punk, but this rules.

I am now anti-drug.

It's one song. Only one song. An inoffensive song, but it's the same song for an hour.

The Police wrote two classic records. Then they wrote a just-fine record, freaked out, and decided to do the best possible version of a few genres, before they let Sting loose to turn the second side into a greatest hits package. The second half of this record is a top-10 all time effort, so good, it saves the absolute mess that is the first half. Let’s do some reggae! Let’s make an incoherent mess of an art house track! Isn’t the The Police in a shellnut? An excellent bad capable of so much, and yet also less than it could be, and much much less than what people think it is. But it’s unfair to downgrade them because a bad opinion has become an accepted truth. If Sting doesn’t act like Sting and go to Goldeneye and belch out Every Breath You Take, the Police are remembered as a nice band, but he did, so they’re all rock gods. Go do one good thing, people. That’s all it takes.

This is the worst piece of shit in the history of recorded music. Don’t be friends with people who like this. Severance isn’t enough to redeem Ben Stiller for participating.

This is the best record of the 1990s. The self-important dorks scoff at it, because it doesn’t permit them to feel superior and smart, but we don’t worry about them unless they mess up our coffee. This is a masterpiece.

Welcome to, “Will I Every Achieve Anything in Life,” the one question game where we determine, will you ever achieve anything in life. Here’s your question: Did you enjoy this record, and would you like to hear more from this band? If you answered “yes,” you will never achieve anything in life! Now please restock the candy aisle.

When WKRP originally aired, they used real rock songs. Popular stuff you’d hear on 70s AM rock radio. They didn’t get perpetual licenses, though, and when it came time for reruns and DVDs, they couldn’t afford any of those songs, so they replaced them with generic knock-offs and sound-alikes. For your listening pleasure, an entire record that sounds like that.

Amazing performance, if the shitty band got out of the way.

What if a bunch of guys who aren’t great players, and who have no musical ideas, crucified Bo Diddly, and then followed that up with pointless meandering for what felt like six hours. And then a drunk sang a version of Happy Trails so bad, you’ll be praying to fall off your horse and get trampled.

My apologies to slipknot. They’re aren’t the *actual* worst act in the history of humans making sound.

There is a record-and-a-half of really great music here. There is also a record-and-a-half of nothing. This is a three star record cut down by its bloat and arrogance.

Temu Leonard Cohen* *Talent and insight not included.

A masterpiece, and I'm thoroughly convinced those who do not appreciate it are complete up their own ass.

Influential? Significantly. Important? Sure Listenable? Not in the slightest.

1. This record is so "of its era" I can hardly stand it, but it's pretty good, for that era. 2. Ryan Adams is a pile of trash. 3. I saw Ryan Adams, accidentally, once. I was trying to see a Butch Walker show, but the suckatude of Ryan Adams was so complete, his buffoonery so massive, it made them both suck. And I'll never forgive him for that, so his "perfectly fine for the era" 3 stars is reduced to 2.

A thousand monkeys with a thousand instruments could top this inside of fifteen minutes.

The gulf between “how clever we are” and “how clever we think we are” is widest for the B-52s. This is weird music for people who never met a weird person.

If he lives, this is remembered as the embarrassing slop of pointless noise it was.

Two stars, because one is reserved for acts with absolutely no musical talent. She has talent, but needs to be released into the woods.

If they’d played this for the judge, she’d still be under than conservatorship, because no sane person could’ve done this.

The white bread of reggae.

The movie is great. The theme is epic. The rest is no more than accompaniment. Don’t listen to this, go watch the film.

Intellectually, musically, and lyrically empty. I’m sorry your mom didn’t love you as much after your stepdad arrived, but if you find this interesting, music just isn’t for you.

That man be singing black guy music to white girls! The scandal! Elvis isn't an album artist except to the extent it's all Elvis doing Elvis shit, which he's great at.

Entirely inessential.

John Lennon is the Paul McCartney of freshman-psych level human analysis, being a clueless jagoff lacking self-awareness, and generally being a complete wanker. Phil Spector is a genius who made all that sound terrific, as long as you ignore the attempts at substance.

Sixty stars out of five. It’s on the extremely short list of best records in history, and yet remains underrated.

Drugs have facilitated some of our most precious art. Also, this. Drugs has some work to do to make up the deficit.

She’s better when she’s mad at Matty. This is just sophomore year poetry with some music.

Nick Cave exists to smell his own farts. And he's on this list several times for music "critics" who also like to smell their own farts, and then tell everyone else they should enjoy the scent.

Music for dorks who think managing a gas station is a “career.”

There’s a good band hiding behind a terrible vocal performance.

The people who submitted too-cute records for this list, like this one, should be jailed. David is just some idiot. We shouldn’t blame him.

Every human should hear this record and if they don’t it should be played at their funeral.

It’s ACTUALLY one of the worst records ever recorded. For real.

It’s beige. She should’ve been a poet.

Musically: 4 Lyrically: -10 gazillion

This should be brilliant. The music actually is. It’s interesting and layered and experimental. Unfortunately, Fiona is completely and aggressively incapable of writing a lyric. She repeat-chants the same words over and over and over and over and over until it swallows the brilliance below and reduces it to pure turdage. Someone should’ve stopped her. Producers have real jobs. This album is such a waste, it actually made me angry.

Masterpiece.

She can’t write a lyric. Her vocals are a humanitarian crisis. But if you ignore her on her own songs, the songs themselves are pretty good.

Pointless.

Get this man out of the way of that actual legend.

Nick Cave has been added to my 1* club. Not only should he not record music, the people who put him on this list shouldn’t interact with music in any way. They are war criminals.

Xtina, can we have a talk? You have a world-class voice. Go make the classic record. Go do the soul and blues and whatever else. Cover some Billie Holiday songs. See if Tony Bennett has room to gawk at another 30 year old pretty girl during a duet. You didn’t have to do this. But here’s the real comedy of the entire endeavor. The record she could have made, was being made AT THE SAME TIME. WITH THE SAME PRODUCER. Does Mark Ronson hate her? Was he laughing at her the whole time? Because our boy knew Amy Winehouse was MAKING the classic record - an actual all-timer - while Christina was doing whatever this is. I’d like to believe Mark sat them down and gave them a choice. One of you can make a true classic, but you have to die. The other gets this mess, and a TV show. But like any deal with the devil, the TV show was a karaoke show with an over-inflated version of Carson Daly. I’m confident Christina would like to go back and change her choice.