Not usually a big rock fan, but this definitely hit different. Surprised myself by how much I liked it. 4 stars.
While I can appreciate the technical skill on display, the guitar work is top-tier and the vocals are undeniably strong, the album as a whole just didn't click for me. I respect the artistry, but most of it felt a bit 'mid' by my personal standards. That said, 'Bootleg,' 'Good Golly Miss Molly,' and 'Proud Mary' are the clear standouts and the primary reason this earns a solid 3 stars.
I feel a bit ignorant saying this, because I know how important this album is, especially coming from Brazil, but I just couldn’t really connect with it. It’s not that I dislike bossa nova; I actually really love Tom & Elis. For some reason, though, this one didn’t quite click with me. I’ll give it 3 stars.
I’m really torn on this one. On one hand, you have absolute standouts like 'New Genius (Brother),' 'Clint Eastwood,' and 'Man Research (Clapper)'—tracks that are genuinely brilliant and kept me engaged.
However, the rest of the album feels incredibly repetitive. Beyond those few highlights, the experience was a bit of a slog, and I found it difficult to stay interested through the filler. While the songs I liked, I really liked, they aren't enough to carry the weight of the entire project for me. It’s a frustrating listen because the potential is clearly there, but it just gets lost in the monotony.
I’m starting to notice a pattern in my musical journey: I’m very picky about Rock. I’ve realized I love the 'glamorous' 80s sound, think Bruce Springsteen, Blondie, or Tina Turner. Unfortunately, The Pretenders (1979) didn't quite hit that mark for me.
The first half of the album felt very loud and unappealing to my taste. However, there were some undeniable standouts: 'Up the Neck,' 'Stop Your Sobbing,' 'Kid,' and 'Brass in Pocket.' A special shout-out goes to 'Lovers of Today,' which is absolutely stunning.
While I recognize the artistry and appreciate what they were doing, I don't see myself revisiting this album as a whole. I'll be keeping the highlights on my playlist, but otherwise, I’m ready for the next one.
THIS IS STUNNING! My first introduction to this music was through the Glee episode 'Rumours.' I loved the covers so much that I went into this album with incredibly high expectations—and I wasn't disappointed in the slightest.
I absolutely loved it. Honestly, I feel like there’s nothing I can say about this album that hasn’t already been said by people far more articulate than me. It is just a flawless experience. My personal standouts were 'Second Hand News,' 'Dreams,' 'Never Going Back Again,' 'Don’t Stop,' 'Go Your Own Way,' and the beautiful 'Songbird.'
This is a 4-star album for sure. I’m so excited to have finally experienced it in full!
So, I’ve been going through some really fucked up shit in my life lately, and I’ve been feeling angry, heavy, and completely overwhelmed by everything. And honestly, it felt almost uncanny that this site recommended me …And Justice for All at exactly this moment.
I don’t think I would’ve connected with this album the same way if I wasn’t feeling the way I am right now. I’m not even a rock fan most of the time, so when I saw Metallica on my recommendations, I thought it would be a struggle to get through it. But it wasn’t.
Listening to it, feeling the atmosphere, the intensity, the sounds — there were moments when I could literally feel the music inside my head. And I found myself thinking, okay, this is actually really cool. I genuinely enjoyed the experience.
Will I listen to it again? Probably not.
Is it a five-star album for me? No.
But I liked it. It was interesting. I saved a few songs. And more than anything, I’m glad I listened to it.
Because even if it’s not an album I’d usually love, it was the perfect album for the perfect day. It matched my anger, my chaos, my state of mind. It felt like some kind of strange emotional alignment, like everything made sense for a moment.
So yeah. I really liked it.
I’ve been thinking a lot about this album since I listened to it two days ago. While I recognize the artistic expression and acknowledge Eric Clapton’s legacy and importance, I feel quite confident in saying that I didn’t really enjoy 461 Ocean Boulevard. I found it boring, and I honestly think Clapton has stronger albums than this one.
That said, I respect his artistic vision and his place in music history. He’s undeniably an important artist. But this particular album simply didn’t click with me.
Whenever I listen to an album, I usually try to pick songs I like to add to my playlist—tracks I might want to revisit during the day and live with for a while. With this record, I struggled to do that. Out of the twelve songs, I saved only three, and even those weren’t songs I loved; they were just tracks I found okay and thought might grow on me later.
Overall, it was a lukewarm to cold experience. But that’s part of listening to music—you can’t love every album you encounter. And I’m sure that if I dive deeper into Clapton’s discography, I’ll find other records I’ll connect with much more. So this isn’t really about Eric Clapton as an artist, but about how I personally felt about this particular album.
God works in mysterious ways, because even before I knew which album I was going to listen to yesterday, I had already bought the record that was recommended to me: Highway 61 Revisited by Bob Dylan.
And, once again, I feel the need to make something clear from the start: I deeply recognize Bob Dylan’s importance. I think he’s an extraordinary songwriter, and no one can take away his merits. He won a Nobel Prize in Literature, after all. So whatever I felt about this album says much more about me than about him.
I thought the album was… okay. I’d give it three stars. Not because it’s bad, but because I simply couldn’t fully connect with it. Some tracks felt very long and repetitive to me—especially the one where he talks about his mother working in a factory and not having shoes (I think it’s Tombstone Blues).
At the same time, there are undeniably brilliant songs here: Like a Rolling Stone, Ballad of a Thin Man, Queen Jane Approximately. These are great tracks, and I understand why this album is so revered.
Still, despite its quality, it’s not an album I feel like revisiting. I’m not saying it’s bad; I’m saying it didn’t work for me. I also realized that I’m not particularly fond of the harmonica sound, which probably plays a role in how I experience Dylan’s music.
Not liking this Bob Dylan album doesn’t make it a bad album. Again, it says much more about my taste than about the work itself.
Throughout this challenge of listening to many albums—especially following the 1001 Albums You Must Hear Before You Die list—I’ve been confronted with a lot of music I wouldn’t normally choose, music I don’t necessarily enjoy, and music I know I won’t return to. This Dylan record is a good example: I listened to it once, absorbed it, selected a few songs I liked, and now I feel ready to move on.
That’s actually why I’ve started to reconsider the idea of strictly following this list. Lately, I’ve been listening to more albums I didn’t like than ones I truly loved.
Still, overall, it was an interesting experience. I had never listened to a full Bob Dylan album before. I already knew he was brilliant, and I still agree—he really is an exceptional songwriter. But this album didn’t click with me the way it does with so many other people.
And maybe that’s just my own limitations, not the music’s.
I’ve started to notice that I’m repeating myself on my site. I keep saying that I don’t really like rock, that it’s not my favorite genre, and I end up making the same point over and over again. And lately I’ve been coming to an uncomfortable realization: the 1001 Albums list is largely dominated by music made by men, for men, and above all by men.
But I’m getting frustrated and going off on tangents, and that’s not what I’m here to talk about.
Let’s talk about the album: The Slider by T. Rex.
I struggled with this one. It started strong, and the first few tracks genuinely caught my attention. But after the third song, the album began to lose momentum for me. It felt like a gradual descent into something increasingly exhausting. By the time I reached the last track, my reaction was simply: okay, that was an experience I don’t need to repeat.
Again, this is just my personal perception. It says nothing about the band’s artistic value or their place in music history. But I know I won’t listen to this album again. I’m torn between giving it two stars, maybe even one. I don’t think I’ll go as low as one, because there are moments here that are undeniably beautiful.
But overall… it just didn’t work for me.
I don't even know what to say... 5 stars.
