2.5/5

Listened to it on the drive home, I couldn’t differentiate between the nursery rhymes. Might have pepper in the name, but it was as bland as a 1 year olds porridge.

Listened to it on my way to work, really set me up for a terrible day. ‘Running dry’ was unnecessarily depressing. Probably a 2/5 again, the muted 60’s tones aren’t doing it for me. ‘Cowgirl in the sand’ does salvage it a bit though.

Don’t know the band so going in completely blind. Couple of okay listens, pot kettle black is pretty decent.

Not a bad album, plenty of recognisable songs so gets a higher rating just on familiarity alone, still not a fan of Chris Martin’s voice though and you should never trust a man who’s full name is just two first names. Musically they are very solid. However, I’m hoping this is the only Coldplay album that made it into the 1001. 3.5/5 ideally but I’m going to round down because of some PTSD I’ve experienced with ‘Yellow’, even though it doesn’t feature on the album. ‘Warning Sign’ was also a good song, I’ve not heard it before.

Was dreading listening to it before I turned it on, but actually they’re quite good. Music is very good, I’m a fan, highest score so far for me 4/5

Now understanding why his parents called him Neil, had me on my knees begging for it to stop.

A sonic terrorist attack, makes me feel bad for ranking some of the other albums so low. Singer sounded like he had borrowed Sean Dyche’s vocal cords and then smoked 1000 cigarettes with 15 pints of gravel for good measure. Listened on the way to work, think I’d have enjoyed lighting a box of fireworks on the passenger seat more, although it would have been tough to hear the difference. I just don’t know what it was or what it was meant to be.

I can understand why it would be influential, but can’t say I had a massively good time with it. Think I’m spoilt by modern recording quality but taking it for what it is, gets a middle of the road score. I didn’t love it but I at least understand why it’s on the list. People in the 50’s probably went wild for it, and I’m sure it’s been used thousands of times for tv and film set in that period.

Some of the music was interesting, couldn’t really get behind the vocals though. Didn’t really capture my attention for the most part but there were some interesting bits. Madonna, Sean and Me did not need to be a 7 minute song either, but it would be a great night out.

It was fine

Finally something I can get my ear holes stuck into! This is the kind of thing I’ve been waiting for. Some iconic songs and lovely sounding guitar. Love that Frank Beard made a living out of playing the exact same drum beat in every single song, and also love that he was the only member not to have a beard. It’s a big fat succulent 5 stars from me, putting ZZ Top of my rankings.

Another lovely album for this week. I was worried at first when I saw the play time, but it gets off to a cracking start. A lovely sprinkling of familiar tunes keep you switched on throughout, coupled with his delightful voice. I’m not sure how a man with no vision can be so descriptive with his lyrics though, ebony eyes? Orange snow on Saturn? If you’re reading this Stevie (with your eyes and not your fingers), which you probably are, I’m onto you, and your excellent colour perception.

Shite

Truly horrible stuff, my heart sank when I saw the album, and I wish it had stopped whilst listening to it.

I tried, I really tried but i could not finish it. Bob Dylan makes music for reluctant cucks, he fucks around and we have to listen unwillingly. You truly cannot trust a man with two first names, and you should absolutely never trust him with a harmonica. Fair play to him though, he’s nailed the name of the album, as it really did make me want to throw myself in-front of a train.

Firstly, I’d just like to say that Bowie has always creeped me out a little bit. He looks like a lollipop lady who smokes a pack a day with an apparent disdain for children. Ultimately trying to do a nice thing, but it’s all a bit weird and confusing. Went into this a bit worried as I’m not a massive Bowie fan. However, the music wasn't too bad for the most part. Wasn’t a fan of the little extra he seemed to add to each song though, some really strange futuristic noises thrown in for some reason. I believe it was Goliath who once said “David, stop pissing around with it or you’re going to hurt someone” but David didn’t listen and Goliath received a bit of biblical GBH (great big headache, if I’m not mistaken). Thats a bit like what David Bowie did here, took a perfectly nice sounding album and tried to give me a GBH. Apart from that though, middle of the road album for me, which is a compliment as I’m not a massive Bowie man, and neither is Goliath, he’s just massive.

I was excited for this, and it was good, bit repetitive though.

I wrote a review for this but it didn’t save, basically it was boring

It’s a very ‘The Smiths’ sounding album. Musically they’re always very good, Morrissey gets on my tits though and I’m not massive on his voice. He’s a very marmite character, and in my opinion, you shouldn’t put marmite in your ears all too often. Music definitely made it a middle of the road listen.

Lovely album, lovely voice, enjoyed it quite a lot. The songs varied a bit too so it didn’t really get boring and there were plenty of familiar songs. Would listen again

This all but confirms that anybody who has ever worn the joy division t shirt has simply never listened to the album. Why does the whole thing sound like the band recorded their instruments in the recording studio, whilst the lead singer tried to sing his from next door? The vocals are so quiet, which is probably for the best, as he sings like he’s dipped his balls into an ice bath. Vocals very much let down what could be a really nice album, the music was pretty good at times. I didn’t really do much lyrical analysis, but based on the kind of people who wear the Joy Division T-shirt, I can only imagine they would have been sad and pretentious. Just googled the lead singer, Ian Curtis, two first names strikes again.

Was looking forward to this as I thought it would feature more of their hits. Think I was really looking out for “Bridge over troubled water” because this one didn’t really do it for me. Appreciate the music and their harmonies but it all fell a bit flat for me. Also, whilst Paul Simon having two first names would usually be a problem, Art Garfunkel has no first names, which balances them out and salvages a 3/5. Honourable mention to the album artwork, Garfunkel looks like the product of a Zoolander, Hansel and Mugatu three-way. And Simon looks like he had his haircut by a clumsy helicopter. It’s bold, but it’s certainly not bald.

Something I quite liked about this, which was unexpected. If I was around during the 60’s/70’s in America, this would probably have been the soundtrack to me joining a desert cult in California or Arizona. I’d like to think I’d get out before the killing and mass suicide years, but with nice music like this I’m not totally convinced I’d have had the autonomy to call it quits. If I did do something terrible, at least the soundtrack would have been lovely and warm. The above was written before I’d even got to California Dreamin’. I’d have definitely been culting for the long haul.

I don’t have a lot to say

This album instantly transported me to a high end, intimidating coffee shop in Chelsea. The kind of place where you pay £17 for a vegan flat white from a barista that hates customers, and especially hates me. He knows I don’t belong there, I know I don’t belong there, and so we both remain silent as I go about working my way through my overpriced, average coffee. It’s all very uncomfortable, and I don’t particularly enjoy the experience, yet I still end up leaving a tip in the knowledge that I at least got the coffee I went in for. I came for music, I got music, it wasn’t the experience I particularly wanted, I’ll still tip 3 stars for reasons I don’t really understand myself.

I turned my ears to it but I found myself zoning out and not really listening, I’d do it the service of actively listening again, but then I realised music shouldn’t work like that, it should be attention grabbing at the very least. I won’t listen to it again, you can’t make me, so there. 2 stars, one for each of the song titles im not allowed to say out loud.

Mick’s mighty mouth makes mediocre music, made my morning middling.

Roundabout is a tune, from some really funny videos I used to like. Some of the music was cool but I did find myself getting bored at times.

I think she writes lyrics to songs without the music, and then just smashes them into whatever random musical tune she likes. It is influential, in the same way that dinner time cleft lip aid adverts influence me to change the channel, rather than donate to a good cause.