Banger. Glam rock perfection. No bad tracks. Was supposed to contain “All the Young Dudes” but Bowie gave it to Mott the Hoople because he wanted to throw them a bone.
Banger. Glam rock perfection. No bad tracks. Was supposed to contain “All the Young Dudes” but Bowie gave it to Mott the Hoople because he wanted to throw them a bone.
“I… don’t like that”- Annika, regarding “Fuck me (interlude).” Really good but the messaging sure didn’t age well
I understand the merit here but I don’t like punk, I don’t like indie, and I don’t like the British. Three strikes you’re out
Love this album and love Nick Drake. Pretty unique blend of folk, classical, and jazz. This is a 5 star collection of songs that ultimately coalesces into a 4 star album.
Boy was I ready to absolutely hate this album. By “John Wayne Gacy Jr.” I was intrigued. By “Jacksonville,” I was smiling and toe-tapping. Weird album but very authentic and hey, that’s worth three stars even if it’s not in my lane.
From the hills of the misty mountains to the Mississippi delta, this album rips. I was traveling and didn’t have time for a lengthy review but I wanted to pop back in and make it clear that this may be the best rock album of all time and maybe is my favorite ever. The big 4 get all the love but evermore, misty mountain, four sticks and especially going to California are fucking awesome. Ok back out.
A few years ago I tried to rank the songs on this album because I love ranking things and I was dismayed to find out that one of them had to be last.
I don’t like being growled at. There is some interesting instrumentation in some of the songs but it just isn’t my thing.
This album might be for you if you are a 90s skater boy with a bleached Mohawk and an inclination to sit on the stoop and say “oh shoot girl! Sick fit!” to passerby. Alas, I am not this.
A couple clunkers but the glimmers of Paul Simon’s writing excellence are here. Homeward bound in particular is fantastic.