Just wonderful. Hadn't heard it inits entirety for years. A masterpiece.

No, not for me. Uninspiring rhythms, noodly, self-indulgent guitar and tedious melodies. Neither poppy nor heavy enough. The best song was the Kinks cover.

Was surprised at how familiar it was. Must have owned it at some point, but also played it a fair bit. Overproduced, but pretty good all told. Poppy, cool and arch. I liked it, might listen to some tracks again soon.

Oh dear. Dear me, no. It's my problem, not theirs, but I kept expecting them to break into Stonehenge or Big Bottoms and I couldn't take it seriously.

This, frankly, is more like it. I knew a few of the songs - Summer Breeze, obvs, and That Lady - but the album as a whole was new to me. My eldest was annoyed that even funk albums had to have extensive wibbly guitar solos in the seventies, and he's not wrong. Still, I drove home in the tropical sunshine, two days before end of term, with the windows open, singing Summer Breeze and it was a pretty good time. The kids may well disagree.

This really surprised me, though I don't quite know what I was expecting. It did not sound much like Legs or Gimme All Your Lovin', anyway. Spare, bluesy, almost funky in places. The guitar here sounded like the guitars on Bill Withers' stuff from the same period, though instead of the greatest voice of his generation there was some mumbling. Still, really didn't hate it. Listened twice, might do so again.

I don't really believe most of the scare stories about algorithms and AI and shit like that. It never seemed likely that there would be any value in monitoring my thoughts or purchases. Surely no-one would bother programming an AI to record what I liked, and then do the opposite just to fuck with me? Fragile by Yes. How are you people getting The College Dropout and Sam Cooke live albums? This was every bit as insufferable as I would have expected, had I ever spent any time considering its existence. It's the sound of wanking. The sound of estate agents, wanking. But much less sexy than even that sounds. I didn't love it, it's fair to say. Not estate agents. Quantity surveyors. The sound of quantity surveyors, wanking.

A nice sound. Only one, though.

Liked this a lot. I've always loved Dusty's voice, and the production on her big hits is very cool, but I'd never heard a whole album of her stuff and this was great.