Not usually big on live albums but damn what a night that must've been. That man could make a guitar sing and a stone get up and groove. Casual misogyny never went down so smooth.

This rating makes me feel like such a ⬜. The intro pulled me in like we were old friends vibing in the basement. Then we just... never left the basement. His voice is pure sex, but Pyramids was the first time I noticed any changeup. Why see the world when you've got the beach? If I were high or rolling this be an easy 6. But sober? I stand by my rating

Velvet voice, gutter mouth. Smoky jazz with a hangover and story to match

The anti-Amy Winehouse: all substance, no soul. The album screams truth from a concrete bunker. Admirable, but not loveable. "One" is a banger though

I think he might want to get it on

Fantastic