Self-evidently great, but if you stop here, you’re lazy.

New Order with worse music and slightly better lyrics, which isn't really a good trade-off. "King's Cross" pops off, though.

What if The Stooges but duller and more rigid.

Self-evidently great, but if you stop here, you’re lazy.

Shouldn’t have broken the boycott, bitch!

I was ready to slam the SINGLES BAND stamp on this one, but to my surprise, a few of the deep cuts ("Straight Shooter," "Got A Feelin'") are actually pretty nice. Still, not sure this makes it out of the "Great 60s Albums" bracket and onto the "Greatest Albums of All Time" list.

C’mon

As with most things, this benefits when Don Van Vliet is present and suffers when he’s absent.

New Order with worse music and slightly better lyrics, which isn't really a good trade-off. "King's Cross" pops off, though.

Physically impossible for me to smash the one-star button any faster

Real “got in on the first year of eligibility and then didn’t make it into the later editions” energy here (❤️: E-Pro, Girl, Broken Drum)

🤖😍

The perfect bridge between the 60s and 70s — hard rock and psychedelia giving way to metal, spritely fantasy turning into demonic nightmares, groovy collectivism becoming dissatisfied individualism.

Immaculately produced and clearly worthy of representing Pink Floyd on the list, even if the Gilbert-and-Sullivan shit does nothing for me.

What’s next, a Jet album?

Was this as sexy as electronic music could get in 1990?

Look what crawled out of the bayou

SINGLES BAND

You’ve got to be fuckin kidding me

Starting to think I low-balled PARANOID. Still, quite nice to see Sabbath pushing the boundaries of the genre they established. Just not sure if I’d put this as a top album for ‘72

“Mom, can we have Prince?” “No, we have Prince at home.” Prince at home:

Home to pretty much every soul standard you could ever want, this brought the genre into the album era.

Not my bag.

Instant classic

Far more diverse genre-wise than expected, and it deserves credit for foregrounding the R&B and hip-hop influences that other pop stars of the era treated like dirty secrets. This is as much Max Martin vs. Scott Storch as it is Britney vs. Christina. Still, TWENTY songs? Woof.

Real “Ship of Theseus” situation here, as only expanded versions of this are available on streaming. You can find the original tracklist fairly easily, but is it really the same as it was in 1970? Anyway, this does an admirable job of capturing the band’s energy, something that’s conspicuously muted on many of their studio albums.

Wasn’t sold on a glam update for the 90s, but I was surprised by how solid this was.