1001 Albums Summary

I've never been too fond of Prince but I can respect his musicality so this album was likely to be a 3 at best unless something really surprised me. About half way through I was thinking it would be a 2, not terrible but not for me. But then the levels were all over the place. I understand dynamic range and, but there it will go from a loud song to several in a row where I had to turn it up because I couldn't hear a thing, only then to blast out a loud song again. Favourite song: Probably The cross.

Old Johnny Cash hits so much harder, though it does sometimes feel like you can hear him actively dying on some of the tracks (particularly Hurt) Favourite song: I hung my head.

For people complaining about repetitive lyrics, it's dance music it's par for the course, that like complaining about have guitars on a rock album. I would have probably rated it higher if it wasn't for a few of the songs sounding a bit too dated. Favourite song: Soft machine.

So close to being a 1, there are a few parts that would make it a 3 or even 4 star album. But, it's very repetitive and some of it is really weak.

Yea it's Meat Loaf, yea it's cheesy as all hell. But come on now it's still awesome.

Turns out I don't like Beck as much as I though I did. It's still alright. Computer rock sound like he heard his printer make a noise and thought it would make a good hook, couldn't quite figure out how to incorporate it but by god was he going to use it

Not my sort of thing but I liked it enough. Sounds like an audio shortcut that would be used in a film/tv show to quickly convey to the audience where/when the scene was set.

I can see why some people same that Solange's music is better than Beyonce's.

It's always a bit strange how it sounds fake when people sing in there natural British accent.

So you know how two actors can look alike but not enough to convincingly play siblings, but the there is a third actor that somewhat looks like the first two and you think "oh yeah if those 3 were cast as siblings i would totally believe it." This album is the audio equivalent of that with Radiohead and The Hoosiers. I added this album to my playlist years ago but never really listened to it properly. Shame really as its really good. Also as much as the song has been covered to death Jeff Buckley's version of Hallelujah is the best version. I can understand why people would say that Cohen's was the best version, but that's like saying Bob Dylan's version of All along the watchtower was the best. Just cause it was first doesn't make it the best. Buckley's version is a brilliant duet between his vocals and the guitar.

Someone on here called this "Background music from a PS2 racing game" and that made me realise what it reminded of. It's PS1/2 demo disc menu music.

I like the Beastie Boys, but this album feels a bit too niche.

It's crazy that Otis Redding was only 26 when he died, he was an absolutely amazing singer, and even if blues and soul aren't your preferred genres, I find it difficult for anyone not to like at least one or two of his songs.

As much as it is cheesey, and I wouldn't want to listen to it everyday. It is still awesome.

The only thing stopping this from being a 5 is the fact that some of the songs have been overplayed to death.

It's a good live album, but I'm not really a fan of live albums.

Never really cared for Billy Joel but this wasn't too bad.

Considering all you hear of Kendrick Lamar I was so surprised how Meh! This album was. There wasn't really anything outstanding about it.

For the music I would have rated this a 4 or 5, but the annoying laughing and sex noises would knock it to a 4 maybe 3. Finding out what it's actually about makes it a 1.

I don't dislike Simon and Garfunkel as much as I use to.

I've never really got the hype and fanaticism over Destiny's Child and moreover Beyoncé. Can't argue that they have skill and talent, but it's just not for me.

Reggae has never been my favourite genre, this is alright but non of the songs really stand out as anything special.

Reminds me of the eels.