1001 Albums Summary

Smooth bass, cool 90s jungle style drums. I could listen to that bass forever; punchy attack that fades into a smooth square wave (or whatever), it's intoxicating. A couple songs are a little tiresome, but most are great, steady bops. 4/5

What is there left to say that hasn't been iterated upon thousands of times? While some of the bass lines and vocal melodies can be a little "samey", they are uniformly enjoyable. This is undoubtedly a classic of psychedelic rock (and rock in general) that stands the test of time. It's interesting, fun, and (at times) thought-provoking. Fantastic guitar, driving bass, and an overall enthralling listen. This is a no-skipper for me, and just short of a perfect 5/5, although I am a bit of a stickler for that sort of stuff. If 4.7 existed, that would be my real score for this. I'm going to be hearing "bum....tap...ba-bumbum tap" in my head for the rest of the day. 5/5

I can see how this wouldn't been cool when it came out, but it's really just generic blues jams with an organ. The slower ballads were the most interesting pieces of the album. What I can't see is myself willingly putting this on again. Culturally relevant? To an extent, sure, but it's 1 original song (that was basically completely improvised in the first place) filled out with a bunch of covers/wanking. 2/5

Enjoyable, smooth sounds. Each instrument is a standout individually, but together they really make something magical. 4/5

Arpeggio after arpeggio after arpeggio, idk this got old pretty fast, and the vocals were just kinda annoying.

Too fun to ignore, even though I don't really like the genre too much. The musicality really shines here, I just can't relate to the music very well...yet.

Not really my cup of tea. Lots of drums...lots of aiiiaiiiaeieiiieiiiii

a bunch of "meh" filled in with a couple standout tracks and cool guitar solos. You can hear how good it could be, but it also seems a little underdeveloped. It was honestly...not that interesting, outside of some of the guitar solos.

Kinda don't see the appeal of this. It's interesting enough...kinda sounds like the black keys ripped this off entirely...but there's nothing that stands out here, to me. Just sorta mellowed out blues rock background music.

Vaguely musical singing. It sounds closer to some guy making shit up on the fly than a written, thought-out album. "Ay, more strings! Put a bunch of gregorian chanters in the background too while I go OOOooooOAAAAoooooaaaaaa" and bitch and moan. This sucked and I am disappointed by it and by the people who said they were influenced by it. At least some of them made way better music than whatever this is.

Fun. Idk man it's old school rap, it speaks for itself. The rhymes were a little archaic but that's all part of the appeal. I wouldn't call this a daily driver, but I'll add it to a rotation for the 3 times a year I want to listen to old rap

Notes: Okay I could really do without the fucking harmonica in the first song searing my butthole asunder. I kept thinking I was going to hear "working NINE TO FIVE", also this is a very long song. And the whole second part of the song sounds like he's doing a fat albert voice. Idk if he really is doing a fat albert voice, but that's what it sounds like. The synth sounds are pretty futuristic for the time so that's cool i guess. Higher ground is a pretty good song, idk. This really isn't for me I don't think. I get how it is enjoyable to people but it's really just piano funk and soul. The ballads are whatever. I could do without them. I'm gonna go out on a limb and say I don't think Stevie Wonder is that fluent in Spanish. All in all this was indeed funk and soul. I'm not a huge fan of Steven Universe, but this was alright. I don't see how it is mindblowing or life-changing at all, but hey, if people get that from this, I am happy for them. 2.4/5 - I only really enjoyed 1 or 2 of the songs but he gets bonus points for being coked up, horny, and blind. That must really suck, even if it is partially of his own design.

Dripping with rotten, rank cheese, but he lives his life in an outcast tribe, you see? So you just can't relate. You can't relate to the repetitive, awful samples, ridiculously comical mixing/production...oh, and don't forget 9 heaping scoops of MIDI slap bass and whatever other stuff comes out of the keyboard when we turn this knob and hit this button. Leave it in! It's so powerful and spiritual to have harmonicas, harpsichords, clean guitars with a flanger/phaser cranked all the way to the max, and a bunch of record scratching all crammed together like a bunch of unfolded clothes stuffed into the closet before mom comes home and makes sure you cleaned your room. And also make sure to start almost every song by screaming like a cartoon dog who stepped on a rake--SURPRISE! 3 SECOND GUITAR SOLO! Now back to the same 4 MIDI bass notes for another 4 minutes and that poorly cut sample with the noise in the beginning (fuck it, who cares!). If it's going to be all bass and a boom bap, you should make sure that it at least sounds good and isn't mixed like hot ass. But nobody did that here. Nobody seemed to have their ears on when they made this, and that made me sad and angry. Mostly angry. I haven't felt this way in a while, so at least there's that, but I seriously doubt this was what they intended for the listener to feel. But fuckin... "I don't want just a sex partner, a female friend, a buddy, to be played with like silly putty" ...like, really dude? Nobody thought to say, hey, maybe this is dog shit and you should try again? It's one step away from "My name is Darren and I'm here to say: eat your vegetables every day!" Look, this was a tough listen, as close to a DNF as I've gotten so far, and I already listened to fucking Scott Walker 4. This pissed me off. "...except a certain feMALE with all nEW FEAchurrrs, but I knew NOT her NAME" okay dude. "Dawn of the Dreads" might legitimately be the worst rap song I've ever heard - the horribly-mixed, shitty synth bass going "bom - bOM - BIMM" the whole goddamn time, mixed with.......HARMONICA?? and keyboard horn section??? at the end it breaks down into nothing, like they forgot to finish it and had to press the album. it sounds like a Ween song, but not. even. fucking. CLOSE to as good. they just hit a couple keys right next to each other until they liked what they got, and it's...just awful. seriously bad and embarrassing. No fucking wonder it took 3 years, 5 months, and 2 days for them to get signed. Every label they talked to had a brain larger than a peanut. a game of HORSE SHOESSSSSS For something that is supposed to be a statement about empowerment and pride, there is a shocking lack of polish, care, and attention to detail; mostly there is just a whole lot of "I wanna be sleepin' deep in you", which is funny to think about. If I ever passed out with my dong inside someone, they would probably feel really insecure and sad, but also might Narcan me, which would likely be very unpleasant for all involved: I have to tug my slick, half-greasy flaccid weiner out of her dried out vagina, I vomit a little in my mouth and recoil in pain as all my body's endorphins are simultaneously rejected and forced out of my brain - my body reflexively sharts on her gray jersey sheets a little ("I swear I didn't do that on purpose... you just Narcan'd me dude...") - we lock eyes in mutual shame and disbelief, and I order a pizza for delivery - pepperoni and sausage, why not? "...yeah, the apartment on the corner of the house.........sure....yeah, garlic knots.......just marinara is fine.......cash....okay thanks, bye". I look over at her and say "30 minutes" and hear the faint buzz of her vibrator, the mechanical whirring of a silicone-coated little knob. She moans, I again recoil in pain, this time because I am being emotionally and sexually dominated by a lithium-ion battery and $0.06 worth of rubbery plastic. I never should have taken that walgreens benadryl, but she has 4 cats - what else was I supposed to do? 1/5 and by the grace of god I will never hear this again. Wow. I was upset when I wrote this. Umm...the review stands. Maybe not as awful as it reads but, I didn't enjoy this.

80s pop throwaway booty cheeks. Never been a fan of the 80s radio stuff, and this hasn't changed my mind.

Beach Boys write a song about something other than "girls" or cars challenge: IMPOSSIBLE The Beach Boys always make me wonder what was going through everyone's minds in the 50s and 60s (other than lead paint, because that is obvious). Was this really the pinnacle? The best that America had to offer? It's crazy too, because the album after this was one of the best-selling of all time. This album was, apparently, NOT ENOUGH about cars and girls and love (even though that's literally all it's about), so the record company told them they had to make more overtly surfing-in-California-with-cars-and-girls music, and they did, and it sold like fucking CRAZY. Which is like...WHAT??? People's minds are so feeble that any level of metaphor or symbolism confounds them. If it's not literally saying "Girls in California, drivin' my car, down to the beach where we party some more!", they're like, "WAIT, this isn't about girls or cars at all!! I want my money back!" And it's not like this album ISN'T about all of that, it literally is just the same shit. People are so shallow that this is somehow a "progressive" album by the day's standards, which is crazy to me, because it's literally...not. Adding Harpsichord does not make something groundbreaking. It's still just dance dance dance, girls girls girls; it's still just trite, shallow, surface-level pap, but because there is a half layer of descriptive language, nobody was able to realize that or something, which is fucking scary. Side note: Mike Love is such a piece of shit, it's actually incredible. He literally only thinks about women and cars, spinning around in his shriveled brain like a carousel 24/7. "No, I do not like Mike Love at all". Me either, Brian. I am so glad that our brains are mostly past this garbage. I would never in a million years call this groundbreaking or visionary, and it's nuts that at some point people did not realize that you COULD INDEED make music that wasn't just about cars and girls and California. Their brains must have all been mush, never having thought outside of a single box in their entire straight, obedient, boot-licking, boring lives. It's fucking crazy that the Beach Boys are one of the highest-selling bands of all time - it will never cease to amaze me and also make me wonder, with great fear and worry, who exactly is walking around the same Earth as me. Absolutely horrifying thought. 2/5, "Please Let Me Wonder" is alright, "She Knows Me Too Well" is also alright. Brian Wilson was the only good thing about the Beach Boys. If you need evidence of that, just listen to...literally any of their albums without him. Actually, don't. That would probably physically harm you.

Doesn't do it for me. Just makes me feel like I'm wearing leather pants in a smokey, rundown applebees.

Im still not huge on the whole funk thing. Maybe it's me, maybe it's funk. But it all boils down to wockawocka wow wow chicka chicka bowwww. This has some nice instrumentation though, so I liked it more than most funk. 3/5

I was very surprised by this. There are some songs that didn't quite hit the first time around, but the fact that I was compelled to listen twice should say enough. This is a super good album, and the drum production is amazing. Wayne Coyne kinda sucks at singing, but that's part of the charm. 4.7/5

Shocked that this is on the list, absolutely NOT shocked that it got removed from the list. The only explanation I can give for the drums is that they really didn't like their drummer, so they were thinking that, perhaps if they made the drums as generic, identical, and fucking soulless on every single track, they could replace him with literally anybody else. This is throwaway music that will likely be relegated to the Macy's changing rooms of time, god willing. 1.3/5, several instances of "Oh, it's a new song?!" Literally only enjoyed the ambient instrumental track.

Pretty good blues and rock n roll. I'm a little biased towards this band, but they have some genuinely classic tunes. I wouldn't call it anything revolutionary, but it's a generally enjoyable listen. Love how the drums have some expression to them instead of being produced to hell and lifeless.

I enjoyed this while working. It was smooth, sensual, and extremely well-written. I would absolutely put this on again if I were in the mood for jazz or trying to get something done.

Interesting, but kind of wore out its welcome half way through. It was still better than most of the tired butt rock on this list.

Bowie is so boring. It's just so... Uninteresting. It's crazy to me that people call this some of the best music ever.