1001 Albums Summary

I can taste cold beer I can hear mosquitos buzz Wait, that's Fogerty

This, Elastica Try to spot the difference Not much. That's OK

Misheard "Genocide" Thought he's singing "Donkey Kong" Does that matter? No

To invent so much With such confidence, stunning not a moment wasted

I hate long records He could have cut 10 minutes But still... holy shit!

Like Neon Bible The whole thing feels overwrought But sincere, at least

An hour of yawners presented in seventies headache stereo

A good vocalist Sabotaging herself Stupid baby talk

Voice of an angel The sounds of past and future Drum machine kicks ass

Fuck this boring dreck One song caught my attention For a bad reason

Every cover track Improves the original The funk soul brothers

Nice compositions Somewhat masturbatory Stick to the space stuff

I have a theory The author needed filler But this is a jam

Amusing lyrics Inspiration on their sleeve This guy whines a lot

"Yo La Tengo"-esque I don't have enough patience for this sort of thing

Yep. It's a big band I don't know what I should feel Cocktail party time!

I'll indulge myself with a cliche: "tour de force" mind-expanding stuff NOTE: The 1001 Albums book lists this record as being 37 minutes long and having ten tracks, which is how it was packaged for the original LP. If you listen on a streaming service, the explosive end of the record immediately gives way to a bunch of demo tracks and b-sides that go on as long as the album itself does and kind of sully the whole thing.

Ba da da da da A powerful performance Ba da da da da

Atmospheric pieces Buried in boring Brit-pop Cut all that crap out

A fun title track And then nothing and nothing And some more nothing

Play this album loud cruising through Arizona post-apocalypse

DNF

The Electric Prunes A wind-up to a punchline Toonerville Trolley!!

Win Butler... shut up! The schmaltz _was_ tolerable But now you're cancelled

Very ambitious And they kind of pull it off Still… fiddle about…

Surveillance, control Society decaying Same as ever. Yay!!!

Dum dum diddle dum dum diddle dum dum diddle Abba baba boo

I say... something weird! She says... arbitrary crap! He says... hemisphere!

Fuck you

"They heard me singing and they told me to stop / quit these pretentious things and just punch the clock" — band that bought a church and outfitted it with vintage gear to use as a studio