A hero to most, but he never meant shit to me.
Don Henley went on to make some music I like. This, though, is painful.
One of the best album titles of all time.
A national treasure and not so much my thing. Too warbly.
You think you know someone... So many songs on this album I'd never heard before. "Save the Life of My Child" is wild. Sounds like something off Quadrophenia. And, generally, the production on this album is incredible.
“…fashion, style, elitism, satanism…”
I feel like I could come with 10,001 more albums not already on the master list that I like more than this.
I wish this pre-Zionist version of Ozzy to forever rest in peace.
Oh, I actually kind of like "Santa Cruz." I didn't realize it was by these guys. And while this album is competent and listenable it seems to lack, I dunno, something that would make me ever want to listen to it again..
I've never understood this guy's appeal. Impossible to take seriously—certainly not even close to how seriously he took himself. Also he looks kind of like Alf?
Don't let these vampires into your barn.
I had never heard of this band before—for good reason.
Whoa. Not what I was expecting!
Is this French or something?
A band I pretended to like as a kid circa 1987—for the posters—but found Bruce Dickinson’s vocals a bit shrill. This is probably heresy but I think I like Paul Di’Anno better?
I think these guys had an album before this one with no vocals. It was pretty good.
A band that influenced so many bands I love, but because I am a philistine with no respect for history or legacy, I much prefer all those bands to these OGs.
Straight up racist that sucker was, simple and plain.
Solid. Occasionally even really good. But it just makes me want to listen to similar, vastly more interesting records by Spiritualized and Swervedriver...
What if Radiohead were dogshit?
I'm beginning to feel very dubious of the "experts" who selected these 1001 albums.
When this came out I was living in Australia with a Papua New Guinean roommate named Eugene who loved Britney Spears. One afternoon the video for "BOMT" came on and he ran squealing into the TV room in his bathrobe and stood four inches from the screen kind of bouncing on his heels. "Oh brother, she makes my thing do like THIS," he screamed, and then he did a sort of uppercut motion with a closed fist. A month or so later, after our other roommate Clint, an Australian who could identify any aircraft by sound, had failed to do his dishes for an entire week, Eugene got a hammer and smashed every single plate, bowl and glass we owned on the back deck of our townhouse. Even the clean ones.
I only knew a couple singles from this, which I've always really liked. But this is a great, weird album.
Dusty Springfield was BRITISH?! Amy Whitehouse makes so much more sense now. Also this album reminds me of my stepmom, who we used to goad into doing the Pony to entertain us at breakfast. She'd get this maniac glint in her eye like she was back at a high school sockhop, murdering all of her classmates, as she cantered around the kitchen in her slippers. She's dead now too.
Joan Armatrading is of course great, though maybe I prefer her without a lot of production, just voice and guitar? Or minimal strings like those on "Love and Affection," my favourite song on this album. A lot of the extra instrumentation on here makes otherwise potentially timeless music sound dated and kinda corny—at least to my taste.
Sounds like cowboy ghosts. What's not to like?
Appreciate the influence, not for me.
My least favourite Elliott Smith album. But it's still an Elliott Smith album.
The "yeahs" screamed throughout by his backing musicians are maybe a precursor to early hip hop hypemen grunting "uh huh" and "yo! yo! check it!" and whatever else? Anyway, they're fucking amazing. This album rules.
Is it heresy that this like my... ninth or tenth favourite REM record?
I owned a PJ Harvey album, I think, at one point? I don't remember a single song from it. This makes me a misogynist.
I don't think I'd ever seen this album cover before. Very funny.
I'm not going to listen to this. I'm aware of Green Day. Three stars?
Hahaha, I can't believe this is on here! Common (Sense)'s corniest, most embarrassing album... and I still kind of like it.
They take four emcees and make 'em sound like one! Chali 2na, one of the best voices in hip-hop. Always love J5.
Wow, that man has a really hairy neck!
To be honest I'm still listening to Jurassic 5... This is a band I always wanted to like but could never really get down with. Something a little corny about the songs, maybe?
Against my better judgment and all I know now about the megalomaniacal turdburglar Billy Corgan, I'm going to give this my first five-star review. This album rules. When "Cherub Rock" closed Episode 5 of Alien: Earth I actually got the chills.
I had never heard of this and immediately the album cover had me intrigued... and, yes, this is AWESOME.
The less synthy stuff has aged really well and sounds awesome. I liked this way more than I was expecting—which is dumb, because "Age of Consent" is one of my favourite songs, ever. I just didn't know this album at all. When it doesn't sound like backing music to an 80s PSA about dental health, it's great!
Great album. Weird cover.
Yeah, good one. "May this Be Love," a lifelong favourite.
Oh, Mad Max. I get it. I prefer the movie.
I'm low-key like seashells.
"Israel you make the whole world think about you."
Indeed.
Not an album I ever listened to much. Turns out: it's perfectly fine. Though I really struggle with Thom Yorke's voice.
Was not my thing when it came out. It remains so now.
I've been trying to figure out how to enjoy this unironically and it turns out that I'm too much of a smug douchebag to do so. Three stars!
There's another Amy Winehouse album?!
First he predicted 9/11... then the Fyre Festival. Impossible to estimate the amount of damaj this man has caused.
As ridiculous as U2 has become, I have such a soft spot for this album.
Janis Joplin, more than anyone else, including Insane Clown Posse, is the artist who looks the most like all of her fans.
First thought: Jeff Beck sure sounds a lot like Rod Stewart!
Second thought: Oh.
I didn't like this then, and I sure as hell don't like it any more now.
Rough week. Another band whose generic, anodyne, soulless music—adored by all the most boring people I knew at the time—I couldn't stand when they came out. Of course, I was being a dick. But this still bores me.
Yes, I can believe them! This is totally fine.
Oh, this is what Sparks sound like. Like rock opera. Okay.
I don't hear Mos Def or Talib Kweli on this anywhere.
I owned this poster, yes I did. I like this corny album fine. Meddle, which doesn't feel so dated, has aged way better.
Hard to divorce this from its lute-strumming tantric master of a lead singer, but these songs are catchy. Also it's only now I'm hearing the similarities between the Police and U2.
I want to like this, since Fishbone were on KEXP two weeks ago and it was pretty fun. I think this is a band that, live, would be an absolute blast.
I had never heard of this album or Robert Wyatt and had to look up that he was in Soft Machine, a band I know vaguely at best. I really like this. Best new find on 1001 Albums so far!
I have "Tennessee" in my head pretty much all the time.
I understand Supergrass now! This is a great record.
Not sure if this ever needed to be two discs, but there are some bangers on here. "1979" remains one of the greatest songs of the 90s, as Billy Corgan remains one of the greatest douchebags of all-time—"God is empty... just like ME!" Sure. Also in like 2007 James Iha bought my girlfriend a drink at a bar in Chicago and before I could embarrass myself she told me he made a habit of buying everyone he recognized a drink every time he saw them. Joakim Noah was there too. Weird night.
While Frank Sinatra was a Grade-A piece of shit, it's not the reason that I hate him and his music. There's a smarm to his voice that I find cloying and insipid, and which belies what a garbage person he was in the same way that P-Diddy's weird drippy flow made him sound like a massive, leering creep. Maybe they both rot in hell.
I had no idea what this was going to be. It is not for me.
There's a song on this called "Gang Bang." Alex Harvey did rapes, right? This man seems like he probably did some rapes.
Hard to find fault with any of the first four Metallica albums, though this one is maybe a little uneven?
Yeah, sure. I should not be embarrassed to admit that this is really good. And "Running to Stand Still" remains one of my favourite songs, ever.
A number of years ago we were having a big family dinner in Delhi and in a rare moment of silence, apropos of absolutely nothing, one of my ancient Kashmiri aunts looked up from her food and screamed, "Elton John! He is gay! But what a VOICE!"
Again, I had no idea what this was going to be. I think I was imagining Duran Duran? Anyway, it's not that much like Duran Duran at all.
The pinnacle of rap-rock is still a low peak.
This album could just be "Baba O'Riley" and forty minutes of velcro sounds and I'd still give it four stars.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I79YNDYrUno
I had never heard of Dagmar Krause, and prior to listening to this album if asked I might have guessed that she was an East German gymnastics coach who hydrated her athletes with pigeon blood and won 200 gold medals between 1974 and 1987, when she was shot for treason for eating a Whopper Jr. (no pickles). Crazy that I would have been mostly right.
Also, weirdly, today a woman came up to me in the subway and said, "I am Dagmar." I mean, I know her. But it was still kind of weird.
Also, I hate this album. It's awful.
"The Doors had no bass. The Gypsies had no homes. Don't let that scare you—let that free you."
Classic. Just so good, front to back.
There's something moving over there to the right
Like nothing I've ever seen
Four incredible songs on here. Even a slightly lesser PE album is a damn good album.
Anyone who gives this fewer than four starts is either racist or dead inside—or, sure, has some incisive and thoughtful critique that eludes me because I don't really know shit about music. To that point, I don't think I ever realized before today that this album is kind of just one long amazing song. That's neat.
I appreciate their influence, but Mudhoney has never been for me.
How high were these guys when they recorded "FX"? And at what point did they listen to the record sober and think, "Oops?" Also it's amazing that "Supernaut" isn't as canonical as some of Black Sabbath's biggest hits. That song rips.
Was listening to this when Joel Asher inadvertently egged the inside of his dad's T-Bird. (He thought the window was rolled down; it wasn't.) I would like to think "Fell on Black Days" was playing, if only to imagine Chris Cornell wailing, "How would I know / That this could be my fate?" as yolk and shell dribbled down the glass.
Never a style of hip hop I connected with. Though I have danced stupidly to "In Da Club" and will every time it comes on and I have four drinks in me, forever.
"Tangerine," one of like four songs I can play in its entirety on the guitar. I think at some point I would have lied that this is my favourite Led Zeppelin album. It's not, though I don't know what is. Houses of the Holy? What's the one where Robert Plant goes "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAA"?
Willie Nelson is cool but this album is boring. Nice version of "Unchained Melody," though after Roy Orbison set that song on fire I don't know why anyone else ever bothers.
I have a feeling that if had lived in San Francisco in the 60s I would have moved to Oakland.
In the USA they pronounce this "otters."
I have tried to like this album for decades.
Another band I am supposed to like but I've never connected with. Also, this guy is a massive turd, right?
This is fine music to have on in the background of a Peruvian restaurant while you're sitting alone at the bar drinking a watery paloma waiting for the off-track betting joint next door to open so you can go gamble away your alimony. Not all of it! But most.
I appreciate that Bob Mould exists but I've never connected with his music in any form.
Sure, David Bowie. Another musician that I should probably like more than I do. Weirdly this guy has always struck me as a performance artist—or entity—who happens to make music, which makes the actual songs kind of irrelevant. That's a stupid understanding of him and his career, I'm aware.
Love The Who, hate musicals. What's a guy to do?
Yeah, I dunno. I like these guys well enough when I hear them but would never think to put them on.
