1001 Albums Summary

Peak Kanye. His ego had already blown up and you can feel it on this record but it doesn't take away from it. I have never been a huge Ye stan but this album got a lot of play in my house when it came out.

I had never listened to this album. I had heard Joni before but always dismissed it as grocery store music. I stand corrected. It is light and airy but not what I had previously perceived. Joni had a lot of influence on artists that I like but I never gave her a chance. Great voice. Great music. My preconceived notions were wrong.

How this album has escaped me is beyond me. Garage/Psych rock. Their influences are worn on their sleeve and done to great effect. The record is well done, I feel like The Zutons would be amazing to see live. I don't really get the comparisons to The Coral, but I was not a fan of them back in the day so I am biased.

One of my all-time favorite artists. The first C.D. I ever got was Bjork's Post album when I was 11 and it shaped my tastes to come. My Mom was working with some younger people at a publishing company. She was buying me a C.D. player for Christmas and asked them what would be something interesting that her son who is into alternative music should listen to...and I got Post...and my mind was blown. I promptly saved up money from the little farm job I was doing and bought Debut. She would open my world to music beyond Grunge at the time. I would dive into Massive Attack, Tricky, Portishead, and anything Trip-Hop.

I have never been a fan of Rush. I like prog type music but Rush always seemed like music for men in jorts who say racist things to their friends in a garage while drinking swill beer. Not a fan of my pre-conceived notion, I can appreciate the music, but I won't go back to this record in the future or Rush's catalog. I know that it is a pretentious opinion. While I am not a fan of Rush I can see the appeal,

This was a lot to ingest. A lot of music. A lot of filler. Just a lot. There is something to be said about self editing.

I have my preconceived notions about some albums/bands. Metallica is in that Mt. Rushmore. I listen just as you all do anyway. I get the appeal but it is just not for me.

I love jazz but don't dive as much as I should. I love this album. It is a great making dinner for someone you love while it is playing type album. You don't need to focus on the notes just shuffle around the kitchen while it plays in the back.

Great Sunday morning coffee album on a Summer day. Oddly the second Getz record I have gotten in a row but I'm not mad about it.

I have listened to this album more times than I can count. While not my favorite REM album I still enjoy it. My old roommate was obsessed with REM and I had gone through their catalog. The band never really latched onto me as it had him, but it reminds me of frantically cleaning our apartment from half empty beer cans, bongs, and cigarette butts when his Mom would make a surprise visit.

I have heard this album in snippets. It is usually just as it starts, I figure it is Boston, and however long it takes me to change the station. I know some people call it one of the best debut albums of all time but they are all drinking Budweiser in their garage talking about the good ole days.

The definition of arena rock. An amazing album. Bombastic. I have never been a huge Zeppelin fan but this record may have swayed my opinion.

I want to hate this album but it holds sentimental value. When my son was an infant, he is 20 now, he loved the song Yellow. It would soothe him to sleep even if he was being fussy. I can't give it 4 or 5 stars but a 3 seems fitting.

A staple in the CD collection of every girl I dated in high school, along with Tori Amos, Ani DiFranco, and the soundtrack to Rent. I will say I had an affliction for arty girls. This album pulls at the strings of my nostalgia. I was 13 or 14 when this record came out, working at an ice cream shop and having a side hustle with the gas station across the street where I would give them free malts/shakes for packs of cigarettes that I would later sell to kids at a mark up. It was a lucrative venture. This album and Better Than Ezra were the soundtrack of that Summer. Late nights slinging ice cream, flirting with girls, and using my ill begotten gains to buy bottle rockets that my friends and I would have wars with. The album hasn't aged well but it is a perfect moment in time. I would put August and Everything After by Counting Crows in the same category. In that I have so many memories where the music was playing. It is strange sometimes how we can pinpoint moments from a single song. I don't love the record but I cannot hate it either.

This is an album that you have to listen to when the circumstances are right. It is breezy and light. A bright Summer day either driving around or grilling out in the backyard. Feeling warmth on your face. Today was not that day for me but I couldn't deny the mood I wished I was in. World music gets little love but this album is uplifting. I got me off the couch and temporarily relived my malaise. It made me want to grill some burgers, sip some cold drinks, and vibe with friends. I don't know what the fuck they are saying but the heart behind it is felt.

I feel like The Vines were riding on the US garage rock revival that greeted us with The Strokes and The White Stripes, sonically those two bands had different sounds but got lumped together. I had dismissed The Vines as hangers on as I did as well with bands like The Hives. I stand by that assessment. I can't put my finger on why but they seem to try to hard. I don't hate it but I don't love it either. I can get my fix of the music of that era elsewhere.

This album holds significance to me. When this record came out I was 12 years old and it was a staple at the time. There was girl that was the neighbor to my best friend. Her Mom was dating the neighbors Dad. She was from another town and went to another school so she didn't know what a dweeb I was so she would hang out with us/me. I remember she had come over to my friend's house and we listened to the album in his room. She had this perfume that smelled like coconut that was popular at the time but I don't recall the brand. She really loved the song "She" so we had that on repeat. Later we watch Pet Sematary Two, it was awful but the girl and I weren't paying much attention. We were cuddled up together and I was all in my adolescent feels. Once the movie ended my friend and I walked her home, it was cold outside and she had a thin coat. Me being a gentleman gave her my Charlotte Hornets starter jacket to wear. Once we got to her place she pulled me in and kissed me, my first real kiss tongue and all. I stood there petrified not knowing what to do, butterflies fluttering. It was brief but memorable and embarrassing now. She gave me back my coat and it smelled like her for weeks. I would play Dookie on a loop for the next couple weeks. Eventually she made friends that went to my school and she attended for one day. The friends she made were the popular girls and it didn't take long for her to find out I was not very cool and broke up with me that day. I was crestfallen. That said, I can't hear this album without thinking about that brief moment in time. Not that she hurt me cause I wasn't cool enough, hell I knew I wasn't cool and she might be out of my league. It was the kiss and the smell of her.

I have always respected Costello but never really listened to a lot of his albums. When I was living in Canada the closest place to buy music was a Radio Shack in Fort Frances. I picked up When I Was Cruel on a whim and a need to hear something new and there was a lack of options. I had listened to This Year's Model and enjoyed it in the past. I lived with a girl in Minneapolis with her Mom and Brother. Her Brother would play a lot of music that I would end up loving and we would talk artists. We would smoke cigarettes in the basement and drink beer. He looked like your stereotypical late 20's that never grew out of the mid 90's, flannel and goatee. Elvis Costello came up a couple times but this album never did. I enjoyed a few tracks on this album but I can't see myself going back to it. The Long Honeymoon and Almost Blue stood out for me.

I had a friend that was obsessed with Depeche Mode. Until I had met him I had only hear their hits. I mean I get the appeal, but really I would rather listen to something else with the same feel. It could just be my affinity to The Cure.

Music for the kids that took drama in High School...and I was in drama.

I don't know how to feel about this one. I don't hate it but I don't love it either. Nothing grabs me.

Amazing album. It is a dreary day record or one listened to on a long drive alone. This record was on heavy rotation when I first heard it. They managed to do what Coldplay attempted by trying to be the mash up of Oasis and Radiohead. I love this album and their follow up The Last Broadcast, which I might like more.

Love this album. James Murphy and LCD aren't for everyone but those who dig it it is an awesome record. Great listen for cleaning the house, getting ready for a night out, just wanting to dance around the kitchen like an idiot.

Flawless

How is this the first time I have heard this album? I mean I took on this 1001 album challenge to potentially expose myself to some music I might have previously not heard or written off, but this record is something I feel like I should have been exposed to LONG LONG AGO. Why? It is hard for me to place what genre I would put it in. It isn't punk, it isn't new wave, it isn't jangle pop. I can't define it but I am happy to have found it.

Not my favorite Kanye album, really doesn't hit. I can separate him from when this album, or any, was released. Not my jam.

I feel like this is the most overrated punk album of all time. I will die on that hill.