1001 Albums Summary

Kind of a electro Gothic vibe with at times almost belligerently repetitive, almost monotonic melodies. Feel like I can hear the seeds of acts as different as The Pretenders and The B-52s.

Musically really interesting, feels very personal while still exploring the medium itself. A little uneven in that it starts strong but flags towards the end.

Less an album of songs than a series of soundscapes for an Alex Garland run of Black Mirror. Evokes a sense of fragmentation, disarray, and paranoia.

I mean, c'mon. Just a great album with so many great hooks and drum fills.

Fun and upbeat

This one didn't do much for me. Lots of soft vocals and mellow moods, but I never felt hooked. I liked some of what happened musically on "Little Bird" and"Monster Love ."

I can see the musical talent, but this wasn't my thing in the 80s, and it's not my thing now. The first couple tracks were all right, but for the just pay the melodies didn't do it for me.

I don't know much about lang or country music from the 80s, so I was surprised at how old-fashioned this sounded. Maybe it makes more sense in context. She's got a great voice, and there's some fun stuff on here. I'm open to hearing more from her, but it hasn't quite made me a fan

Starts really strong but gets a little long by the end. Like a lot of punk, a lot about a vibe as much as the music, but there's also plenty of good rocking happening here.

Gave it two listens and can't get past the campy lounge act quality. If the lyrics weren't so banal, they may have saved it for me.

While there are certainly several great songs on here, this isn't the kind of thing I would choose to listen to, normally. But it's also clearly a different kind of album; it's like you can feel it's significance even today.

There are, like, five great tracks on here and four cringey ones.

I was just fighting with my girlfriend about how irritating synths were in the 80s, and then I get this album. Doesn't totally redeem the aesthetic, but it feels less manipulative and melodramatic. Nothing here sticks out, exactly, but each track has something interesting going on, and it was enough to get me to explore more of their stuff.

I didn't realize so many of her iconic tracks were on this one album. But, then, there are a lot of tracks here. I don't hold her up against my favorite female vocalists, but a lot of these tunes are lodged in my head, and I don't mind.

The first track is more of a soundscape than a melody, though it also has movements, and you're either going to go with it or resist it. The title track is easier to settle into and is really beautiful. Not the easiest thing to get into, but reading reviews and appreciation of this album confirms some impressions and gives language for others: psychedelic, fusion, minimalism, negative capability. One guy compared it to Dylan going electric. Like so much of Davis's work, this album deserves to be listened to on vinyl on a hot night with a bottle of wine. It grows on me every time I hear it.

I don't know that I've ever listened to this straight through, but it's so good.

That first track is majestic; the rest is a ton of fun.

This album stood back so much of what makes his music exciting and let's the storytelling shine through. Even when he gets sentimental or slows the tempo down farther than seems necessary, he's so tapped into the dynamic of hope for redemption versus wandering through purgatory as described in the idiom of the American Dream that it's still always poignant.

I never really listened to Cohen other than heading songs here and there. I've always liked him, tho listening to a lot of him in a row reveals how much he likes certain song structures. Still very good storytelling, and many some are compelling while you hear them even if it's hard to remember the melodies, such as they are.

Took a couple listens not to feel like this was some of the cheesiest county I'd ever heard, like he was parodying himself. One you get past the self-satisfied smile in many of the songs, you can appreciate some of the pathos that the humor is covering up. Still not one I expect to return to, but I can appreciate why some of his stuff was influential.

I've known this album for years, and it took me a lot of listens to really appreciate. It's one of those albums that I don't necessarily choose, but when I hear it, it always takes me on a journey.

Okay, this is the first one I feel I have enough context and familiarity to wonder why it's on this list. I liked it fine in H.S., but even then "Only Hair When it Rains" felt a little disingenuous, or at least like a lyric that's trying too hard and also not hard enough. It brings back some memories, but I don't know that I feel one *must* listen to it.

Found a lot of this interesting and fun, some of it was a little meandering. Liked "Supreme I Preme."

I feel like this was a band the "real" music kids were into. This album wasn't enough to help me understand them; they should have gone with Loveless, which is more accessible. M b v feels like an album you like if you already like the band. Also, do the lyrics actually matter, or are they just more texture? I don't think I understood a single line.

A lot of fun stuff on here. Doesn't grab me quite the same as Burns Vista Social Club, say, but someone I'll keep exploring.

I don't think of The Byrds as a band I love, but they are uniquely able to put me in another state of consciousness, wch is not nothing.

A strong album, and it led me to a few other acts like The Frightners.

This is a guy who's really got his own thing going, and sometimes it's fun or poignant, and sometimes it feels rambly. It's never something that has grabbed me when I'd I can appreciate it conceptually. I liked "Louisiana, 1972."

Maybe not a perfect album, but the first half is so strong that I don't really care. I didn't grow up with but came to it in college, so the nostalgia factor is not strong. It made an impression then and still grabs me now.

Today I learned I don't care at all about Steely Dan. Literally skipped thru every song. Just felt so cheesy.

There's nothing on here that hits me as hard as his Beatles stuff, but I still find it a powerful album. Possibly his most personal, but still with his characteristic sense of the absurd.

Lots of great energy here, and you can see why he was popular. It's a different side of him than I know from the radio, for sure. I didn't really love any of the arrangements, tho. It felt like a lot of show without real emotion. I'm sure it was fun to be there, and it's interesting as a document, but I guess it's not what I enjoy about Sam Cooke.

This album has some great music, though it doesn't have a lot of my favorite Cash sounds even from that era. But it's about the performance and the immersive feel of it and the way he connects with his audience. However edited it may be, it still feels like a moment, an event, and it's iconic.

Was not into metal growing up, do I learned a lot today and was pleasantly surprised.

This was fun and unexpected in the way they explored so many different sounds.

I know people love these guys, but I had a hard time connecting with this one.

I actually appreciate some of the musicality, here, but this is the music of a deeply hurt person who is shrieking his pain at the universe. It's too dark for me to listen to.

Light and playful, and it led me to Return to the Valley of the Go-Go's, which had more interesting music.

Her debut album, which was on this list earlier, was fun, but this album has some of that same joy plus more depth and range. You can hear how much she has matured as an artist in a few years. That said, some of the later tracks on the expanded edition feel like she's casting a wide net, searching for something that will connect.

I like this side of Beck.

I think I could get into these guys if I can just figure out what to do with those vocals.

Some good stuff, but it doesn't show off his real talents.

This doesn't feel like an album; it's a whole soundscape, a cinematic experience. You don't even have to "like" all the songs; they just take you somewhere that only they can take you.

I was willing to hang with this for the first couple tracks, the grandeur, the bombast -- it didn't strike me as different in spirit from a lot of metal. But after 15 or 20 minutes I had had my fill.

Not my favorite album of hers, but still a lot in here that showcases the best of what she can do. Worth the listen if only for "Boulder to Birmingham" and "For No One."

"Angeles" & "Pictures of Me" stood out most to me on this very mellow collection of tunes. I can imagine having been really into him if I had found him in college, but I wasn't able to give it a close enough listen to really connect with anything. That said, I let it play off and on all day because it really creates its own world, which is a unique achievement.

The Byrds have always been an interesting novelty to me without ever really connecting. I can appreciate all the genre mixing and experimentation, but none of it really elevates any of the songs, wch on this album probably play better stoned.

I think one has to be in the right mood to give this a real shot. Otherwise it's very chaotic and hard to find the melody that's holding it together.

I like a lot of Stevie Wonder songs (how can you not?) but often find the albums as a whole are not as captivating. This one has a lot of highs if not a lot of real earworms, but if only for "Superstition" I feel I have to give it a 4.

This is a sound it would take me a long time to get into. There are moments that I start to get it, like "Mr Blue Skies," but so much feels corny to me.

I know there are Eagles haters out there, and I'm not going to die on that hill, but they could write a catchy song and, when they had a mind to, a good guitar riff.

This doesn't have to be your favorite music, but something may be wrong with you if you don't find it irresistible.

I have a feeling this guy would irritate me if I saw him perform, but as recordings it's a lot of fun.

I like the concept for this concept album, and I'd like to like Willie Nelson more, but while this grew on me after a second listen, I still had trouble connecting with it.

These guys were new to me, but they found a groove in my brain and were really working for me. I just hope he wasn't saying anything important, cuz the vocals were not easy to hear.

This album is like a force of nature.

I can appreciate this, but I feel like it's the kind of thing that you have to find at the right time in your life.

Liked this a lot more than Byrd Brothers and helps me see how people got so into these guys.

You can't go too wrong when half the album winds up on Chronicle.

I can appreciate the technical skill, but it's hard not to feel like all the songs sound alike. I guess it's not for me.

Prolly not a group I'll spend a lot of time with, but I enjoyed the encounter, especially the way they are more than just a punk middle finger to whatever but show their genuine appreciation for bubble gum pop.

This album feels more mature and sophisticated than the other one we had, tho I'd have to listen more closely to figure out why. They're the kind of group I like in moderation, but they get so much radio play when a new single drops that I think it turns me off. Anyway, I enjoyed the chance to spend time with this album.

I've never really listened to these guys, but I found them really entertaining in a similar way that Louis Prima was -- not really connecting personally but still fun to have on while driving or making lunch.

It's the guy from every third NYT crossword! I don't know that I've ever actually heard him, but I think I'm going to be exploring more. I appreciate his sense of melody and the meditative quality of much of the album.

I suppose anytime a group has internal friction it's hard not to take sides, wch is what a lot of the reviews seem to do. But however you may feel about each individually, you can't really separate them musically -- and that can energize the music with a fruitful tension, or in the case of The Smiths, emotional contrast. Marr's energetic, often bright or effervescent guitar wants to be pop punk, but Morrissey wants to be a subculture troubadour, and together they stretch the canvas of each song across a broader range of emotion than they could if they were more in sync. For me, it's compelling and interesting even when a song doesn't quite take form, making them unavoidable regardless of how you feel about them.

You can call it tight harmonies if you like, I guess, but to me the vocals just sound blurry. In fact, the whole sound feels like you're listening to them behind glass at a supper club. There's wood paneling on the walls and everything looks like it was filmed directly onto VHS.

Technical skill aside, something about their vibe feels like a schtick, wch I guess is fair enough -- all performers have stage personae -- but I guess I'm not buying.

I dunno, I thought they were interesting enough to let Spotify run and play me other stuff.

Liked the blues-iness of this and generally enjoyed it musically, but it feels like something I'd need to give closer attention to to really appreciate.

Part jazz concert, part stand-up, part performance art, entirely a good time with a an intelligent entertainer.

This is truly music from a different era; it feels difficult to imagine ever being this innocent as a culture -- and of course, we weren't, we were in denial, but if you can settle into a certain pop music space, the energy and the harmonies here are still compelling.

Every time I hear Fleet Fixed, I imagine then trying to come up with a concept for the band and someone going, "How about ethereal male harmonies?" and everyone else going, "Yes! That's what the people have been waiting for!" I do actually like their sound, but I've never locked in with them or their quivering forests. Hard to say why -- maybe it's a little feeling that the whole thing is a schtick. Like, they're not exactly exploring the style so much as showing off that they can do it?

"Immigrant Song" is, of course, awesome, and there are lots of hints at what's coming in IV, but this stands on its own really well with great energy and range.

It's been years since I've listened to this, and I was a little worried it would feel like an album that had served its purpose and was more a document than an experience. Well, it does feel of its time in places, but in others, Jones's thoughtful piano playing and probing voice still pulled me out of myself.

Kinda fun to see where Rod Stewart started, and I liked some of the blues influence. Did not turn me into a Faces fan, tho.

Like so many artists, I didn't really find Björk until college, at wch point my first inclination was to think she was trying too hard to be weird. But it's clear she's not just hitting random notes to be provocative; she's in control of whatever it is she's doing, wch on this album sounds like some kind of techno jazz? I spent the most time with "Post," but this is still challenging and compelling in its own right.

Do I understand this album? No. Do I groove with each of its tracks? No. Do I even feel touched at an emotional level? Not exactly. So why the hell do I like this album so much? I think it's because of its ability to create soundscapes that, even more than 50 years later, feel unexplored and possible. There's an optimism and curiosity and boldness and ebullience to this album that keeps me coming back.

I feel about Steve Winwood the way the Korean family felt about Frank Costanza: "This guy... This is not my kind of guy." I saw him and Clapton at the United Center once, just the two of them jamming in acoustic guitars, and frankly, it was boring. Listening to this album, I felt like Elaine telling Jerry about all the things she had asked with him, with the appropriate modifications: "Skip, skip, skip, skip, skip." Sorry, Steve, no soup for you. Next!

You're killing me, Smalls.

I feel like I've been traumatized by proxy. There's all the violence and bravado and misogyny that freaked people out in the 90s, but there's also a lot of creativity and vulnerability and candor that makes you felt like the machismo is compensation.

I'm learning that Stevie Wonder albums often take me a couple listens to really lock in, and then even if I didn't love the while things, I usually can't deny the guy's got all the rizz. He can write hooks, but it seems more often he wanders around inside the music to explore an idea that is also a feeling, which is perhaps why every tune pushes against itself with weird minor or discordant elements. But if you're able to give him your attention, you'll at least go on a ride, and you may even resonate with his vulnerability and passion. And then other times he's just really fun. "Boogie Woman" and "You Haven't Done Nothingl'" are easy favorites, but I also liked " Heaven" and "Too Shy to Say."

Listening to the whole album helps me appreciate her soulfulness and creativity as a songwriter beyond the radio hits. This is something I could have gotten really into in college had I encountered it.

The sound she creates that feels both from another era and totally fresh is a real achievement, and beyond that, it's just pretty irresistible. The energy of the music often masks the rawness of the confessional quality of the lyrics. She's not just complaining about men, she's admitting her own dysfunctions, too.

There were several tracks on this album. The songs were played by musicians. One guy sang the words.

This album starts with really fun tracks, has some okay ones. I'm not sure and of these songs really shows off their true talents; the energy of the songs does a lot of the work.

I don't know that Bon Jovi has anything to say to us, but he can be fun when you're open to it. The first 5 tracks here are fun and have a good energy, then it starts to get corny and melodramatic, and the thinness of it can't keep me anymore.

Outside of Moby, I've never really gotten the DJ thing, at least not as an album that would be the center of attention. I thought I could get into this at first, but about 1/3 of the way thru it was losing me.

Another example of an album that Van do what it does really well for about half the run time. I was with the psychedelic blues and Joplin's voice at least thru Turtle Blues, but then it starts to devolve into stuff that might play better live it in the background but feels too formless for focused attention. There's solid musicianship here, but Joplin obviously elevates it, or rather, transforms it, into something primal desperate.

File under: Leads into a good Spotify playlist for listening to at work.

They're good at playing fast, but neither the music nor the storytelling got through to me.

I know there's some kind of cult following of these guys, but one has to wonder if it's because of the music itself or something else, because the music itself seems intentionally off-putting, making itself as unpalatable as possible to troll the squares. This album was made in a similarly turbulent, chaotic, and frightening time for our democracy to the present, but I didn't feel the music was emerging from or even naming the chaos so much as adding to it. Was it the 6-7 of its day? The joke is that it's a joke? All that said, there are a couple moments when folksy or bluesy melodies peek out, and I'd start to think I could get on board, but then it'd go away. I don't like Meatloaf, either. Is the listen to beware of bovine-themed music?

I don't know exactly why this works better for me than other metal. I think I just like the melodies better.

Never heard of these guys, but I enjoyed this quite a bit. I pictured They Might Be Giants singing British Invasion psychedelic rock with a punk band. There's a lot of playfulness here, but there's enough musicianship to be entertaining.

I grew up in a culture that was horrified by gangsta rap, and I still have trouble reading it as reflecting a different experience because of its aggression and misogyny. I tried to listen to this thru the prism of the imprecatory psalms, poems that lamented and sometimes wished for violence to befall their enemies -- and that actually helped me appreciate the anger as well as the desire to insist upon one's dignity, even in a roundabout way that plays into patriarchal or tribalist logics. I came away from this feeling like it was a force of nature, especially the early tracks. I don't know if I'll ever go back to it -- I don't love what kind of person it asks me to be to really embrace it -- but it certainly to me places and stretched me.

I was hoping to find some sleepers on here -- the guy who wrote "American Pie" surely had some other good songs that somehow slipped out of radio play, right? Apparently, "Vincent" made the charts, but I wouldn't rate it among my faves from this album, partly because it has such a sleepy melody like many songs here. McLean's voice can convey enough pathos to almost carry them, but then he likes to sort of wander around in the melodies like he hasn't quite committed to them. Compare Joni Mitchell, whose melodies are also unconventional and can make wild and unexpected shifts, but there's a strong core that she swings around on like monkey bars or a balance beam. I want to like "Winterwood" and "Everybody Loves Me, Baby" more than I do; they feel close to being really good for different reasons. "Empty Chairs" is similar, though it has an intimacy that got to me, not to mention hitting close to home on a personal level. So, lots of thoughts on this album that I ultimately only thought was okay. But I could see putting it on a folk playlist for a coffee shop or camping or something.

No thank you

The songs you know from this album are pretty much all the songs you need to know. I was trying to figure out why Led Zeppelin and Cream can sing about dragons and mists and castles and I'm fine with it, but I had little patience for Donovan's princesses, and I think it's cuz those other songs are musically good songs and I don't care about the storytelling. Donovan's Neo-Raphaelite thing is more about the lyrics than the shapeless music.

Another artist I typically like when I hear him but haven't given a lot of close attention. Wainwright has a lack for plaintive melodies, poignant lyrics, and dramatic, even flamboyant instrumentation that avoids camp and cringe both. Had to listen to this album in a car with three friends, so maybe this vote is a little more for the artist than the album itself.

Maybe we need more of this kind of chill, atmospheric music these days. It's hard for me to imagine being all in on something like this, but something for the focus and work playlist? Sure.

This band feels like it's both ahead of its time and on its own wavelength. It flirts with pop while always racing beyond it, or maybe it's that they just aren't constitutionally able to stay in that lane. This isn't music that immediately grabs me, but at the same time it's hard to turn off.

Was more excited by the description than the music, which has a decent enough groove. Led to a weird playlist of cool jazz and precursors to smooth jazz.

I couldn't tell if they were trying to be funny or not on most of these tracks. Are these songs what they spoof on Portlandia? Some of the lyrics are prosaic, and in other songs it's like they were running out of money for lyrics and just had to keep reusing the same lines. That can be effective if you can assure your audience you're in control of it. When I imagined then just having fun and being goofy, I enjoyed it a lot more.

This is an endlessly exciting album for me. Almost every track takes a surprising turn, is full of experimentation, and it still has a ton of pathos. Certainly has a nostalgia factor, too, but this seems like an undeniably brilliant album.

Not really my thing, though I found parts of it at least interesting as upbeat work music.

Didn't get to give this a close listen, but it was intriguing and energizing when I could.

After a couple of days' news of new political horrors justified by mobs of complacent and nihilistic Christian nationalists, this album hit just right. They also have the musicality to make songs with an often surprising mix of rage, sadness, and playfulness.

This is not a genre I spend any time in, like, at all. But this album is undeniably strong, showcasing great songwriting, beautiful and evocative harmonies, and Beyoncé's seemingly preternatural vocal sensibilities that that always feel right.

This feels like something I should like, but I have this mental block with certain groups over things they can't necessarily help. These guys remind me a little of Mumford and Sons in that, with both, I find the lead singer's voice gratingly earnest in a way that feels arch, like he thinks he's hot shit. It's a turn off.

R.E.M. are such a part of the fabric of my musical life that I can't be impartial. I don't universally love everything they do, but they got me through some hard times, and for that reason alone anything I hear them I feel a certain affection and gratitude. Murmur is good enough. Like lots of albums, it peters out toward the end a bit. It's more a document for me than a direct emotional tie. I'm not sure I get why the wiki places them in relation to punk other than needing to differentiate them from bigger rock acts. I don't hear the animus of punk nor the scrappiness, and the compositions feel too tight. But whatevs.

I like their punk Kinks kind of sound on several tracks; "Colin Zeal" is even an attempt at their own "Well Respected Man." This was intriguing enough musically to keep me listening, but the storytelling kinda circles the same few ideas, and none of the tracks quite jumps out enough for me. But I appreciated the excuse to give them a real listen.

Stevens' earnestness, occasional weak lyrics, and something about the timbre of his voice make me want to find him cringey, and sometimes I do, but other times I can appreciate the attempt to explore genuine questions. "Father and Son" is of course strong, but even there I'm not sure how deep the feelings go. One reviewer said he relies too much on dynamics for emotion, and I hear that in this album.

There were a lot of things going on with these songs that made me really want to like them, but I found myself forgetting to listen all day, so I guess there wasn't enough.

I know people love these guys, but I never caught the bug, and this album didn't do it. It feels closer to Marilyn Manson in its impotent rage that feels more like a tantrum than declaration, insistence, or even resistance. Except that it also feels like teenagers that think lots of obscenity, homophobia, and rape-yness counts as sticking it to the man of squares or whatever.

This was prolly a real experience to have been at and would perhaps make for a good concert film, and it is prolly satisfying if you already like them, but I could not stay interested long enough to finish the first disc.

Maybe the mood was just right or something, but I really enjoyed this despite it having many features that often don't work for me. I think there's just enough self-awareness as well as gravity to sell the dramatics.

Whatever Steve Winwood album we had before felt a lot different from this. This has me thinking about the Beatles and Cream and the whole psychedelic blues thing that was going on for a while there, and for the first 4 or 5 tracks I was really into it. After that, it starts to feel repetitive.

These songs didn't get me super excited or anything, but they have an energy and enough musicality that I let the album run a couple times over the course of the day.

This album feels so complete and rich and miraculous. Like, how are all the harmonies and vocalizations exactly right every time? Hill takes us on a varied, personal, and profound journey musically and thematically. It's a statement, it's a confession, it's a vision of paradise. Some albums feel like grenades, some like immersive films -- this album is a crossbow dart piercing the veil of the invisible world. It's probably a top 10 album for me.

The best work the Beatles did after the breakup were their first solo albums. This album isn't perfect and perhaps would just be an interesting document were it not for "Maybe I'm Amazed," but every time I listen to it, I feel like I'm hearing a kid tooling around in his room with instruments and recording equipment and discovering his love of music. It's intimate and exploratory and shows Paul at his creative best insofar as he's a guy with tons of songs and song ideas bouncing around in his head.

As a backing band? Yes. Soundtrack to a playful movie or video game? Absolutely. As an album to sit and listen to on its own? Eh ... I guess I didn't get it.

Bold choice for an album cover, but Basie delivers with an explosive opening number. This was full of fun and entertaining music that certainly led into more great music for my work day.

No Okay, I got that out of my system. Apparently I'm not that into prog rock, because every time I hear something that's called that, it doesn't do anything for me. I can appreciate some of the harmonies and some of the tracks were fun, but ultimately not my speed.

I mean, there aren't any Beatles albums I think are "bad," though I was surprised to see this rank so highly on so many lists. In many ways it feels like a continuation of Please Please Me, though they already sound more produced and tighter, like a band learning how to use the studio differently than the club stage. I prolly like the original songs on Please Please Me more but the covers here more; they were so good at making covers sound fresh and exciting without obscuring the original.

I was feeling open to this for the first 3 tracks, but then they lost me. I've never been big into electronic music, anyway.

After giving them a second listen, I started to appreciate this more. I can hear a lot of different indie artists here, though mostly they sound like Pedro the Lion having a good day. They're scrappy, goofy, energetic... I could see them growing on me.

This prefigures emo a bit, but I like this side of the Cure more than their more mainstream stuff.

I've been reading the reviews of people who are meh on this album and just can't see it. I can see it not being your favorite Springsteen album or not making your top 100, but I can't see not responding with it at all. Even when he's not at the top of his have as a songwriter, Springsteen is very good at tapping into fundamental hopes and desires of the American psyche -- in a way that makes me realize I'm more American than I sometimes want to believe. Here he's wrestling with the questions of national identity, character, and patriotism that strained us as a nation after 9/11, and like so many of his best earlier songs, many of the songs here put us in a place of disappointment, critique, and sadness while still inviting us to hope that we can be better than we have been. If anything, it feels almost quaint in our current context when it doesn't feel like many of our fellow citizens harbor the same dreams anymore, so one wonders if this version of America really ever existed or can exist again. There are few artists able to confront us with these questions in rich ways that speak to as wide a swath of the American spirit as does Springsteen.

This one felt like they were throwing a lot of stuff at the wall to see what stuck, but none of it take stuck with me.

I don't know how you can't love this album. It's full of such joyful music grounded in the gravity and simplicity of fundamental desires, driven by a youthful energy that wants to conquer the world, stretched beyond the ordinary by sensitive harmonies, and elevated by a vein of vulnerability you can almost miss. And it's prolly not even their best record.

I don't see this entering regular rotation, but it felt interesting as a document of a time.

There's a weird corner of the sonosphere where Fleet Foxes, The Beach Boys, Portugal the Man, space jazz, and something else intersect, and these guys found it. Extra points for keeping me guessing.

This album isn't as big and flashy as Back to Black, nor does it have the same caliber of hooks and melodies, but I felt like it was more thoughtful and intimate.

This is one that will take several listens to really sink in. Musically and lyrically, you feel like you're in the presence of a capacious mind capable of making thematic, metaphoric, and metonymic connections just about anywhere.

Wound up hearing this, like, three times yesterday, and each time there were moments I thought I liked it and others when it was just fine. They sort of straddle a line between The Smiths and The Cure, wch isn't a bad thing. Can't say any track really grabbed me; maybe "Killing Moon."

Okay, so on my kitchen radio or in my car, during my morning routine, this was not hitting right -- too formless and vague. Later in the afternoon on my TV with my sound bar, it was a different experience. I found more of it grabbing my attention (away from work) and making me feel at least something. It makes sense they do film and video games scores; these aren't quite sit-by-the-speaker songs.

I'm a bit of a sucker for a concept album; I'm impressed by anyone who can cast and execute a coherent vision like that. This would take me several closer listens to decide if I love it, but I was definitely intrigued, surprised, entertained, and delighted. I couldn't pay enough attention to the lyrics to follow any themes she was developing, but the album art and the music itself seemed clearly enough about imagining alternate futures for black folk -- and all Americans, really -- and they are futures I would be very open to at the moment.

I don't have any good reason for not being more into this, since a lot of it is kinda in my wheelhouse, but it's just okay for me.

Good for background music at work, but it wasn't enough to keep me actively engaged whilst out and about yesterday.

I know people who think The Kinks were the best British band of the 60s and 70s. Albums like this help me appreciate how they may have felt like a viable alternative to the other two; there's a bit of a punk feel to a lot of it, tho maybe in that art student way that is self aware and sometimes a little cute. I found these songs compelling for their energy and satire. Even when I thought things were weak or off, I still felt a draw to the imagination behind it all, wch is no small thing.

L'enemy publique? I can't claim great familiarity with hip hop, but this felt decent if sort of rudimentary.

Some days feel chaotic and you want someone somewhere to be in control, and some days are chaotic and you want someone to get it and not be overwhelmed by it, maybe even find a way to laugh at it even if they're not able to totally rise above it. This album fit in that spot for me yesterday, feeling like a proper soundtrack to a world where the president flaunts his cruelty and corruption and tells us the economy is just fine as we're hustling every day to be able to afford fewer and fewer groceries. It feels like the screaming heart of grunge that more mainstream bands were able to smooth out enough to find a larger audience.

Some of the orchestration still feels corny to me, but the guy has a great sense of timing and an iconic voice.

Cohen is like Dylan I'm that a lot of his best songs are sung by other people, but there's also an undeniable vulnerability aided by the simplicity of the musical concepts that keeps me hooked.

Reed's vibe is so dark and edgy that it's easy to miss the innocence and even joy in his work, but I caught it listening to this album. This is a guy whose world is probably darker than I'd want to live in, but it's honest, and he wants the same things we all do -- and he loves rock and roll.

I feel like this shouldn't be my like if thing, but I found it really energetic and fun and interesting.

First few tracks felt all the same, then we get "Once in a Lifetime," who is iconic, and then there's a lot of stuff that feels very experimental. Not the stuff I like best about them, but it grew on me.

This is clearly an epic and masterful performance that I definitely could not fully process in just the one listen.

What a fascinating blend of lyricism, musicianship, and attitude. I think she'd scare me if I met her in real life, and maybe some of her music kinda scares me, but in a good way.

Interesting to hear this so close to Talking Heads and Lou Reed, with both of whom I hear similarities when as they are clearly doing their own thing. Really cool textures and a fun sensibility.

These are mostly pretty fun as they go, I guess, and I'd rather here this than most of what they play in stores, but it's not the Christmas music I'm generally interested in listening to.

I dunno, I just have a hard time getting into a lot of prog rock.

I was prepared for this to be a good album on the basis of just a couple tracks, and Life on Mars can do a lot of heavy lifting, but I found something interesting about almost every one of them. Bowie isn't an artist I choose, but I always find him compelling.

This is a powerhouse of an album in which King manages to achieve something like the accessibility and strength of a Dusty Springfield and the tenderness of a Joni Mitchell or James Taylor. There would be a where song here or there where I'd think the album was losing streak, but then she'd get it back in the next track.

I do genuinely enjoy this music, and I appreciate Baez updating it with her own sensibilities, but I've never felt the connection to it that people apparently did in the revival period, and some part of me wishes I did, I guess because it would feel sophisticated in some way?

Jefferson Airplane crashed into Joan Baez and whatever this is emerged from the wreckage. I can almost imagine being really into it when it came out -- it combines really influential elements of music culture at the time -- but it also feels a little too much like a parlor trick, like the videos where someone plays a dozen songs using the same the chords. Okay, now what? I didn't feel a deeper connection to anything going on.

What an album. It's what helped me understand Cash enough to go back and learn to love so much of his work. It's haunting and dark, then sweet and delicate, and never without the gravitas of a man who has been to the top and bottom of it all and learned what's really important as he confronts his final years. It's truly a crowning achievement.

I'm never immediately sure what I think of Waits' music other than that it grabs my attention. He can sell both wry parody and heart-on-your-sleeve balladeering, and he's never boring. Something about his particular range resonates with my inner life, if not always my outer. I'm not sure I want to live in his world, but there are ways he makes me feel less alone in mine.

Maybe on another day or in other circumstances, I could settle in and appreciate the languorous, melancholic times of this album, but on a day I was busy doing this and that, it really felt shapeless and meandering.

These tracks don't make me feel as much as other albums I rate highly, at least not in the poignancy and grief department, but they are irresistibly catchy and hard driving and fresh.

Bold and insistent vocals against really interesting samples. Felt like too many of the songs were just about how cool they were.

A couple iconic tunes here and some that are entertaining enough but still mostly filler.

Whenever I listen to this album, part of me feels a little self-conscious that some of the tracks are a little too conventional in structure or too poppy -- some of the choruses are just repeating the titles, right? Maybe I love this album because I discovered it at the right time in college when my mind was particularly open to it rather than for its intrinsic virtues? But then her voice grabs me, and the storytelling opens me up, and the band demonstrates its versatility and keen sense of when to go big and when less is more. And for my money there's not a truly weak song on here; it's a remarkably consistent and rich album. These songs all feel very personal, yet they also evoke and critique an American myth of the purity and simplicity of Southern life that resonates with the myth if small town life I grew up with. At the end of the day, I find this album unimpeachable, and I'm glad to have an excuse to hand out another 5.

There's enough going on here that it's no surprise some of it was intriguing and entertaining. I appreciated the musical diversity and sense of humor and the way it sometimes sounded like an alt rock adaptation of Motown. Nothing quite clicked for me, tho.

This was a fun window into a moment in their journey.

If I was already into The Byrds, I could see enjoying this as a personal solo effort. Not being that into The Byrds, this is just okay.

This one might need more attention to appreciate. As backdrop to light work, a lot of the tracks sounded the same, and I wasn't able to really listen to the lyrics.

I guess you had to be there. It's fine, but it does feel like they were a lot about vibes and publicity more than the music. But also, it's fine to be about chaos when you're part of a complacent but unjust society. When you're in a chaotic society, it feels almost privileged.

Tried to give this another listen, but I really just don't like it. The first three tracks have an energy and playfulness I can almost get into, and when she interesting instrumentation, but then it devolves.

I found this surprising and delightful in its mix of garage band DIY rock and doo-wop and Motown sounds.

Okay, we can admit that a lot of blues songs sound kinda alike, and Waters' selections here do not do justice to the real range of his music like, say The Best of Muddy Waters (1958), which is a phenomenal album. I find this live performance a great illustration of how much Waters' voice and delivery matter for his music. Just like a comedian can find a rhythm and timing that makes a bit all their own, Waters has a distinctive sound that is compelling even when he literally plays the same song twice in a row.

Not a huge jam band guy, but I could appreciate this even in the background -- or maybe because it was in the background? Couldn't imagine going to a concert that was just this.

I started enjoying this more when I thought of it as a kind of odyssey through Sly's mind, and in the expanded edition, there's a lot of fly-on-the-wall recordings. Not everything has the coherence I usually want from a song, but it definitely created a sonic world I enjoyed exploring.

Doesn't quite sustain itself for the whole album, but I do like their sound and vibe, and some songs powerfully evoke my freshman year of college when I was discovering a ton of new music and having my mind blown open.

I do like a concept album, but I'd have to study this more closely to appreciate that aspect of it, mostly because of the language barrier. It feels cosmopolitan in the sense that it never stays too long in one place or adopts a single POV, or at least it's anti-colonialist in that it doesn't privilege a Western POV. There were some notable tracks here ("Nadia," "Serpents," "Anthem without a Country") but also some that sounded almost poppy and others that, again, I'd have to spend more time with to appreciate what's going on.

This hit just right. It checks a lot of my typical boxes: bluesy rock, fun licks, that British invasion sound, genre and instrumental experimentation, and a sense of humor about themselves. It's not quite new pantheon for me, and maybe I'll wear myself out about it after a few more listens, but I don't get to hand out a lot of fives, so it's your lucky day, Yardbirds.

Appreciate the significance of this, and I liked hearing the blend of blues and West African sounds. Wouldn't say it for me as excited as, day, summer of the Ry Cooder stuff that came on when I let Spotify keep playing.

I wish these guys had a little more self-awareness of how grandiose they are, but I can't help but still find some of it catchy.

Even when these guys are not great, they're still great. Is it on the long side? Sure. Are there some misses? Okay, yeah. But they still rock.

Nick Drake always feels like someone I want to be really into, and maybe if I could sit with his music and listen more closely I would get there. Otherwise, I enjoy his wispy voice and gentle tones. I think I prefer him unaccompanied, but this was good too.

Maybe not his best performance but certainly an iconic one. We see Cash's audacious solidarity with the prisoners over and against the label and the guards while not alienating or othering anyone. And the reaction to Folsom Prison Blues, wch is of course about a different prison and comes after a song written for their prison, speaks to the way the universal shines through the particular.

At first this felt right in my wheelhouse despite the dumb name. By mid-album, however, I was starting to lose track of the differentiation between songs, particularly in the harmonies.

Another case where I might have really been into them in the moment, and I can still enjoy what they do, but it's not rocking my world.

I was prepared to find this interesting but not necessarily exciting. But I was pleasantly surprised by the variety and drama and confidence. Each track felt like it was coming from someplace new, and the mix of instrumentation, voice, and lyrics had energy, joy, and gravitas.

Hard not to hear the various Beatles covers of many of these, which is not the worst way into an album. The energy here isn't as unleashed as the Beatles versions, but I suspect the label had him turn it down so as not to scare the white people.

This is the kind of thing you expect from Randy Newman, and to the extent I like that kind of thing I liked this. He likes to describe little vignettes of American cities in a nostalgic way like Springsteen can do that's not sugar-coating. His real strength is in creating an intimacy with the listener thru his spare instrumentation and a feeling like he's working out the lyrics and melody in front of you.

This album has elicited everything it was designed to elicit. It's whole frame is to make you want to retreat into the safety of moral offense or intellectual superiority, neither of which takes on the album as a whole. Though trying to be the sophisticated person who understands how to be both morally disturbed and aesthetically pleased may be yet another temptation. But even if I grant that it dies everything it wants to do well, one of the things it wants to do is dare me to like it despite its subject matter, and that feels crummy. So, I'll thread the needle on it, I guess.

The drive and outrage of these songs gives them a real power even as they start to blend together for me. They also make me reflect on how uncomfortable I am with anger still. It's music I don't want to write off for that reason, but also not stuff I want to immerse in much.

I can't help but find this entertaining and funny. Zappa manages to find that "smart silly" zone that is inhabited by the Pythons, Fry and Laurie, and Tina Fey. It's essential that they're also musically talented, so they know how to write songs that are interesting but also musically absurd. They're probably spiritually in the same region as Captain Beefheart, but they don't ask us to forego musical coherence. Wound up listening to this twice on the road and loved it both times, so this has to be rewarded.

This reminds me of Concrete Jungle in that many tracks were familiar, but I'd never heard them in context of the original album. This has some so-so tunes, but they all still have elements of that magic that made them work so well together: poignant harmonies, lyrics that can be wistful or sardonic or Romantic, an ability to laugh at themselves, eminently catchy melodies that never feel trite. This was a fun listen.

Still not a group I reach for, but this album finds a way to transcend its genre without ever pretending to be anything but metal. It's quite the showcase of range and talent, and at the end of the day, it just straight up rocks.

This album sounds old-fashioned and contemporary at the same time, wch is typically a sign that the artist has really internalized the music he's paying homage to. There's a nostalgic quality that suits the theme, and I feel like he does a lot of things well. But it still was mid an interesting listen than a great discovery.

Was really grooving with the first several tracks, and I was intrigued enough but their explorations of folk songs to listen carefully all the way thru. Several arrangements felt cumbersome or like they didn't quite hit. But I will give them credit for the stuff that entertained me.

I don't know these guys, but this was a fun, high energy, rocking way to say hello to the world.

A lot of this is in his crooner mode, wch can start to feel a little corny and is not my favorite, but the guy is a consummate entertainer and knows how to use that drawl in his voice.

Is anyone having more fun than these guys? These are irresistible grooves that develop and give you time to ride for a while, but they are still tight enough that I was surprised the first time the album ended. Just an all around good time.

I guess I can see how he's experimenting with stuff, but I couldn't get into any of this.

I was feeling defensive of this album for a couple tracks, enjoying the ambition and grandeur of the vision. Maybe midway through I was getting why people felt it was pretentious, but I still got to the end more open to it than not.

This works better when they get more into the African-inspired elements. A lot of it you can almost feel decelerating into smooth jazz, which only makes me long all the more for Monk and Davis and Coltrane.

I have no real interest in the concept of a rock opera in itself, though I do appreciate a concept album, if we can allow them to be related. I don't rank The Who among my favorite bands, but I realized listening to this that I also rarely turn them off when they come on the radio, and that they've been a larger part of my inner soundscape than I give them credit for. This album is really strong and ambitious and showcases a band willing to explore the contours of rock itself, i.e., without adding other elements or veering into other genres like so many groups do. I don't*love* it or feel like it changes my life, but I'm also glad it's in my life.

There's plenty of stuff I just don't care about or that doesn't grab me, but I think I actively hated this album. More than any of the other 70s-ish experimental stuff on this list, this felt like a guy noodling around in a self-important way and making corny sounds.

I do love her voice, and there's some interesting stuff here, but a lot of it made me think of Portishead or PJ Harvey in a "this makes me want to listen to Portishead or PJ Harvey" kind of way rather than wanting to stay with it.

This is a new artist for me, and I really dig the rhythm and strength of her music. Plus it was fun to hear someone who has to be an influence on Tracy Chapman.

I wanted to be open to this, but what in the world is it? The songs are often incoherent and the writing maudlin, and the one guy is not making his voice work for his songs. This did not convert me to a Bee Gees guy.

Can't really be objective about the soundtrack of my high school years, but I do think a lot of these songs really hold up as hard-rocking, grungy, angsty tunes. There are a couple that lack structure or discipline, but it still rewards listening all the way through.

This was enough to interest me with their experimentation and range, but I left feeling like I didn't really know who this band is, like they're identity or essence.

The hits are fun, of course, but I felt like he'd shown me what he could do after three or four tracks, and the balladeer thing didn't work as much for me as the album went on.

This is a genre I wish I liked more. It's upbeat, energetic, soulful. Something still eludes me about it, tho.

It always feels like a sign of strong songwriting when a song sounds good with only acoustic instruments, and that applies here even if some tracks are just stripped-down electric versions. Cobain had that raw intensity that can sell almost any song, like he came alive in the music even when it was about being closest to the limits of existence. Yet this album demonstrates how that wasn't self-absorption but a need to connect, because nearly half the tunes are covers, tributes to songs that shaped him.

I like these guys in general, but this album is hot and miss.

A lot to appreciate, but also, as with Thriller, some rough patches for me. I get that he was a great entertainer, but his solo pop years don't grab me the way his earlier Jackson 5 stuff does.

This was the rare album where I liked the later tracks more than the earlier ones, but only relatively. Yesterday wasn't a great day for me, so maybe I wasn't as open as I could have been, but I don't see returning to this.

I don't really believe this guy is capable of killing anyone for love or money, not with the little wry smile he has while he sings, as if to say, "Isn't this fun, pretending we're in a cowboy movie?" Except the outlaw country that works is sung by people who believe that these songs are about real life in some way, that not only people but they themselves are capable of desperate acts, and that these songs are about the beauty and depravity of the human condition. The fun someone like Johnny Cash or Steve Earle has isn't cosplay, it's gallows humor. Not "Let's pretend" but "You gotta laugh or cry."

I don't when know where to begin. This is less an album than music-based performance art, wch is saying a lot even for hip-hop. I'm bowled over by the range of ability and genre and the creativity of the beats and compositions.

This is the album that has all the things I love about James Taylor. He's got some versatility, some soul, and can write a catchy tune.

Beck is an artist I always enjoy listening to even if he has never really grabbed me in the feels -- tho "Broken Drum" comes close on this album. He's great at riffs and hooks and beats, and then he adds layers of instrumentation and sound that make every song a while little journey.

This is nearly everything I know about the Doors, and it's all from their first album. It's a remarkable accomplishment.

There's a funny old-fashioned quality to this guy that feels corny at times.

I often think of this kind of music as good ambience for working, but this is the rate album where there's is enough dynamism, melody, and drama to grab my attention.

Enjoyed the textures and the way they ride the line between pop and alternative/garage band.

Not sure I was able to process all of this, but I was never bored and never not thinking I was in the presence of extraordinary talent.

Still can't quite get purchase on this group, but this is my favorite of theirs by far. It's full of creativity, experimentation, and big swings.

Like the energy compared with, say, Nick Drake, but the head voice stuff threw me a little.

This featured some greater range than the stuff of his I'm familiar with, and while it didn't all work for me, I can't away with a greater appreciation for his whole vibe.

This is an iconic album from my youth, and I think it holds up with great beats and hooks. Remembering the legendary "Sabotage" video certainly doesn't hurt

With all the covers, it's hard to tell how much is good because I like the songs vs because they're good covers. The album feels like it picks up on the biggest mainstream and outsider trends and marries them into something that sounds simultaneously right in the middle and on the edge. Ultimately, I dig their grungy, muddy, bluesy quality.

A lot of this reminds me of later McCartney, which makes me wonder about the direction of influence, tho of course it could be mutual. It also felt like a lot of partial song ideas, songs that didn't quite tell a whole story -- wch also feels like McCartney as early as Abbey Road. If I think of it as songs, it's a 2 or 3, but if I think of it more like a notebook, I find a lot to enjoy.

This was my introduction to EmmyLou back in college, and it completely changed my thinking about country music, wch at the time I'd only known in its atrophying pop form. Hers is prolly among my top 5 most beautiful voices, not for its purity but for its depth, texture, and capacity to rip me open. This album feels like a great accomplishment in songwriting and instrumentation. There's a coherence of vision and a compelling maturity of experience and storytelling. There are more devastating songs on "Wrecking Ball," but there she is honoring voices that helped form her, while here she is standing boldly on her own two feet.

Probably a top 5 Miles Davis album for me, not for any one track but because of the richness of the whole experience.

Thought I was getting into this, starting to get a Smashing Pumpkins vibe, but on the second listen I lost it and couldn't find anything to hang onto.

File under: Interesting as a historical document I know people love this album, but I couldn't find any of the things I like about Fleetwood Mac, here, and I didn't like the inklings of corny 80s stuff I was hearing.

Will take some more time to really appreciate, but the energy is great and I always like when orchestration can surprise me.

This album started off great, but it's a weird ride of fun songs and oddities, especially by the last two tracks. I like a lot of what these guys are going for, but I often wish I could like them more. There's something missing in a lot of tracks that stops them from being great, like they're all a little undercooked.

I don't know what more you could ask for. There's power, passion, lively beats, incredible energy, and an epic drum solo -- an all around great time.

Is this a time machine or a dimensional portal? I didn't know where I go when I hear this album, but it's somewhere strange and beautiful and turbulent.

This is not the kind of music I pick for myself, especially in the last half of the album where it gets cheesy. But I have to admit the first few tracks and even up to about the halfway point had me grooving and enjoying the energy and percussiveness of some of the melodies.

Class me with the people who would have sworn these guys were a 90s band. There's a lot to love about this album and I don't have time to try to articulate it.

Not totally successful for me as an album, but what if you switched the order for Young Americans and Fame? Somehow that feels like a better arc.

I didn't fall for any specific track, but the overall indie rock/alt-country sound is very compelling and comforting to me.

Sure, she's got a nice voice, but I cannot get into any of these songs on any dimension no matter how many vocal flourishes she fits into a single line.

Not as coherent to me as they his other album in this list, but Gypsy Woman makes the whole thing worth it.

Even my not favorite Radiohead is still kinda my favorite Radiohead. They always deliver.

This feels very of its time, but I'm the best way.

So many of his songs are built on the same basic structures, but that molasses voice and the way he makes that guitar whine are irresistible. "Can't Be Satisfied" is among my favorite songs ever.

I didn't know if I *like* this so much as find out fascinating. It's at the interesting of two genres I generally enjoy and did not know ever intersected, and while it's not always successful, it's never dull.

This is so slight bluesy that it almost feels like they were doing a nostalgia cover album like Lennon's Rock 'N' Roll. Not as captivating as their debut, but still a fun ride.

This aged pretty well. It's packed with tunes that have an internal energy and irresistible melodies. I often feel like I have less idea what they're on about then R.E.M. (can anyone explain the staging of the speaker and Sally in "Don't Look Back in Anger"?), and I'm not confident there's much there anyway, but it's fun to listen to.

There's such an edge to her voice that I forget there are happy songs on this album. This still feels like one of the angriest albums I've ever heard, largely I think because of the rangers of her voice and the lyrics -- and she's got a knack for a turn off phrase and for storytelling. I don't know that it's still that high up there for me, but I do think it holds together well as an album compared to other picks on this list.

I think listening to this whole sitting in traffic on the Eisenhower was not ideal. I got most engaged during a long jazz break, but when the rock part came back in, it felt like they were fighting.

This is some chill jazz, but it works for a late night chill session.

The album that broke all our brains. It feels like such a watershed album, but it also holds up not just as something totally new but as really great music. For me, it's one of those albums that succeeds in evoking its own world that we get to live in for a little while.

I don't think of myself as someone who cares much about Adele one way or the other. She seems pretty charming from her late-night appearances. This album, though, is quite impressive. Even the sleepier songs have something interesting going on, and the best of them are straight bangers. I really appreciate her range of genre, which mixes things up a bit.

I had to get into the reviews to try to see why people are into this. I get that it's subtle and mixed jazz and funk and her voice is cool, but taken all together, none of the songs grabs me enough to make me want to sit with it and try to "get it."

These guys have a whole thing going on that's all their own, and sometimes I feel it and sometimes I just don't. This feels like an album to listen to late on a winter's evening with a small lamp in the corner and Dad thoughts on your mind.

Lots of typical Morrisey going on here but with some heavier rock elements that maybe don't suit him as well as the Smiths' sound, but he's always compelling.

Okay, I get why people say this is good even if it's ugly.

I've never been able to get really excited by these guys, but I also find them consistently compelling.

Do I like these guys? I'm still not sure after listening to them on and off for maybe 8 months. Do I like the albums? Yes. Does that make sense? I dunno.

I guess it's unexpected coming from a Beach Boy? There's a period of the 70s where critics and fans were into stuff that just does not grab me.

This has been a favorite album since I saw the film decades ago. It was my intro to Afro-Cuban music, and it's still sets the standard for me. I love the energy of the instruments and vocals, wch are charged even in slower times, and I am fascinated by how the music and voices can sort of twine around one another like birds courting.

I've listened to this maybe a couple dozen times over the years -- under varying circumstances including driving, working, and I'm the bedroom -- and I still don't know how to describe what it does to me. It's an ecstatic hymn of humility, gratitude, and praise, but it's so personal that it is sometimes awkward or ugly to us, who can only witness it. It took me maybe 5 listens to even get to the point of liking it, but looking it and "getting" it feel like different things.

I've liked Dr. John did that have showed up via algorithm, but I couldn't decide with the first track here whether it was creative or affected. Learning he was creating a character based on a historic figure (however true) helped me feel more receptive. By the second listen, I started to feel that this belongs among the albums that really cohere *as albums* rather than having a few great tracks. It conjures a world all its own and holds you there throughout. I'd have to listen more closely to really appreciate all the characters, but I can picture the hand-drawn animated adaptation of this album, and it's a fun movie to become immersed in.

One of those albums that feels simultaneously very of its time and yet clearly reaching beyond it. In the former moments, I was digging it, and in the latter he got to me a couple times.

Every time I thought I was getting into this, it took a cheesy turn.

Was not expecting to like this, and I wouldn't say I did, but I found more to appreciate than I anticipated, and that's not nothing.

This hit just right yesterday and I became absorbed in the goth-grunge soundscapes.

Dirty Blues Clapton is my favorite Clapton, and there's a lot of that here -- plus, of course, "Layla." There's a corny, "soft balladeer" motif that pokes thru here, hinting at some of the cringiest impulses of 70s rock, and after "Layla" the high more are strong but not amazing, so I can't quite feel all in on this as much as I can appreciate it's strength as an album.

I could not get into any of this.

This is not typically my thing, but I find myself enjoying the melodies of the early tracks. Lyrically, I wasn't as impressed -- sometimes I wasn't sure if they were meant to be funny or not.

I never *love* the Kinks, but I almost always enjoy them -- except for when I feel they are too proud of themselves for being silly.

New band for me, and I really dig the melodic post-punk sound.

I don't understand why these guys are on this list -- twice! "So Far Away" is okay, as is "Money for Nothing," though I hadn't caught the casual homophobia before (yay!), but mostly I was skipping tracks impatiently. So much of their sound feels like they're fighting against falling asleep and barely winning.

Took a couple listens, but this grew on me, especially in context of Nick Drake and Tim Buckley and thinking of them all kind of speaking to one another.

Like the psychedelic garage band sound. Not sure they stand out particularly among other groups except for that bloody electric jug.

This was quite a journey: cinematic, epic, emotional, soulful. It's hard to come out of this album and have to sit down to work rather than hit replay and spend the rest of the day in Hayes's world.

Never really clicked with hair metal, but I was able to appreciate the musicianship here -- it's not just fast and screechy and decadent. My favorite track is the first 90 second of "Ice Cream Man," wch is the least typical of the album, so...

Didn't convert me, and I'd have to listen a lot more to really tell the tracks apart, but a lot of it was effective in establishing a world and an atmosphere that was intriguing to live in.

This would have been a good album for Independence Day -- Dolly is a national treasure and a symbol of the best of what we can be as a country. She's done her share of corny country tracks, but on an album like this she gives us pathos, humor, and joy that feels earned.

Could see enjoying this as atmospheric music, but didn't hook me.

This was a fun new find. Erratic and disorienting at times, but energetic and fun and compelling.

M.I.A. is someone I would follow from a safe distance.

You have to admit they can write earworms, and some of them are legitimately fun. I find it repetitive on a whole album, tho, and I find most of their use of synths corny. Ultimately I couldn't get to the end of this.

This is a nostalgia pick for me, but it holds up. It's beautiful, surprising, poignant, exciting, jubilant, and on and on.

Continuing to enjoy hearing more of this guy

Honestly didn't have time to get through the whole thing, but I like the Southern grunge energy and the open exploration of the complex legacy of the South.

My ex introduced me to this album back in college, and it still feels out of time, like music that is being created before you each time you play it. I don't know how she can jump in and out of a melody or play so loosely around a rhythm like she does, but the world is a more beautiful place because she does it.

First track: They only made one of these, huh? Second track: Maybe if they had more electric jug... Middle of album: Growing on me

Got a bit of a Sparks vibe from a lot of this but without the range.

More interesting than some prog rock, but still hard for me to get into.

I didn't know where I picked up any associations with these guys, but I kinda expected more. Liked some of the Southern rock flavors but not so much with the layered, yelling vocals.

Not as exciting as Paranoid, but interesting to see them exploring some different ranges and textures.

She has a beautifully smooth voice and perfect delivery. And even when she screws up, she's charming.

I go back and forth about whether this or Rubber Soul are the better from this period of their career, but I never doubt that it's a great record. There are "weaker" songs in a relative sense but no really bad ones. And of course you have to appreciate the experimentation and diversity.

I actually liked this one. Experimental but still fundamentally musical, with a sense of humor and just generally fun music.

This is the Beatles at peak pop band; the songs are irresistible and inventive while still having a familiar early rock energy and feel. "In My Life" remains a masterpiece of saying something profound in simple terms.

Tried to keep an open mind about this, and I can get into some of the emotion and rhythms, but nothing grabbed me.

I can feel her exploring her art beyond the big pop hits, and you have to respect how she's swinging for the fences with some of these -- there's an epic, maybe operatic sensibility in a couple that demands attention. Still didn't quite grab me overall.

I wanted to like this a lot more, but I never found much to hold onto in any song.