1001 Albums Summary

Chaotically soft. As if I were sunbathing, it suffocates you, but it's wonderful.

Roll coaster of emotions. Die. Live. Pray. Reborn. Incredible. Like if you confessed to god all your sins in order to take that heavy bag out off your fucking mind.

Adolescent flavor. Sounds like summer and autumn, each one, in the last nor beginning of them. Revolver means going around? Or does it mean a gun? Like if they were trying to say something about death, and the same time, live

It feels like a political manifesto of the artist’s soul. You don’t just need ears to listen; you need a soul to anchor the short lyrics that hits you like a thousand tons of coal. It’s a beautifully dirty experience.

Was he searching for God, or was he a heartbreaker? Question in the loop.

Younghood manifesto. Lovely. Dramatic. The deam fucking blues…

Didn’t finish it. Too loudy. I don’t like people screaming thinking they are cool.

Powerful notes. I felt as if I were in an Indian dream filled with exotic tones and brushstrokes. It felt somewhat dark in the middle, but intriguing enough to finish.

A depressing journey. You find yourself surrounded by an overwhelming, noisy combination of chords and words that touch the darkest parts of us. Sad is the sea of change.

Classic 80’s sound. Electrical. Moving. A little bit dark in the middle, as if you can’t stop the vice, you keep moving with ups and downs.

What a hit. Love it. All of it. Masterpiece. Sounds like a mix of the Beatles, Elton John and Bob Dylan in one album. Didn’t actually know who inspired who. Beautiful.

I found amusing how much vibes of certain songs transport me to a parallel story regarding adrenaline, treason, and anxiety.

Sounds like a war statement, and what a coincidence: the band’s name is war. Kind of like it, but isn’t somethin for every day. I wouldn’t eat my breakfast listening to this.