Blije relaxte jarentachtigfunk, er wordt vrolijk op los getoeterd zonder al te veel pretentie. Het klinkt me niet al te baanbrekend, maar best leuk en er werd in deze periode wel slechter gemaakt. Ik lees dat het een van 's werelds eerste digitaal geproduceerde albums was, en dat resulteert dan ook in een kraakhelder geluid.
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Nothing about this interested me, musically or lyrically. Just nothing. The songs are poorly constructed and uninteresting. Didn’t hate it as much feel complete apathy toward it, though the more I listen the less I like it. I do like the sound on “Dream Attack” so it’s not all bad.
The sound of extra chunky meth crystals cutting up the inside of your nose. There is nothing in this world more ROCK N ROLL than this album. This album is the most ROCK N ROLL an album can be. This is the summit of Mount ROCK. I dare you to play it quietly. I dare you to try to do something mundane while this is playing. We're only halfway through side one here on a sleepy Sunday afternoon and already I've been compelled to snort a line of bleach and put my fist through some drywall. You know I'm born to lose And gambling's for fools But that's the way I like it, baby I don't want to live forever And don't forget the joker Motorhead is the motherlode of the satanic deathwish vein that has run through rock from its first pickings. Playing Chicken with the devil. Lemme's living to 70 forced particle physicists to revise their Standard Model. Usually people who collect Nazi memorabilia piss me off, but Lemme is the exception that proves the rule. It would be disappointing if he didn't collect Nazi shit. Another town I've left behind Another drink, completely blind Another hotel I can't find Another backstage pass for you Another tube of superglue Another border to get through I'm driving like a maniac Driving my way to hell and back Pass the superglue and all hail a TRUE ROCK GOD!
I'm already wound up by the album cover not being lined up properly. Not a great start if this album is designed to be chilling me out. It is a just a bunch of random sounds grouped into 4 tracks. I didn't find it ambient at all because there was no rhythmic structure to it. Every random note kept interrupting my train of thought. If you gave 1001 baboons a keyboard and a chorus pedal each, they could each knock out one of these in about 40 minutes. Would they all be indespensible? No. So why the fuck is this one. This album is a crock of shite. (And I'm rather pleased because my Summary page was looking very top heavy).
My Uncle gave my brother and me this lp. The cover opened up like an old school desk. Lots of killer tunes on this one. I've always liked this album, extra stars for the nostalgia trip.
It’s like the most innovative novelty record .
Immensely enjoying reading the droves of reviews crying about how this record is "too harsh" and "too abrasive." It's relatively tame, especially for the rather bland nu-metal riffs that suffuse the album. It's from fucking Roadrunner Records, lol. That being said, I respect the inclusion of Brazilian traditional instrumentation and rhythm, and recording with the Xavantes indigenous community is thoughtful and progressive. If you don't at least respect this, I recommend that you put your thumb back in your mouth and keep to Elton John or whatever milquetoast, sonically limp shit you consider innovative music. 5, just because this is far and away the most challenging listen for 99 percent of the people on this website and I like seeing them squirm.
Brings back vivid memories of when me and my mate Ray went on a trip to Dresden. We met this rotund goth in a bar, head to toe with tattoos and piercings, real filth and after a while took her into the disabled bogs for a spit roast. We were both pumping away in her with Napalm Death on in the background and her wailing "MEIN GOTT" at the top of her lungs. I remember spaffing all over her back just as Siege of Power kicked in. As i shoot over her, she takes Ray's cock out of her gob and says "do you want fries with that?" in a faux American accent. Anyway, we go outside and there's this gammy little geezer in a wheelchair sitting there furious, giving me daggers, because he's had to wait so long, so I lean into him and I go "I hope you have as much fun in there as we just did you little cunt".
I can’t believe the top review for this record (as of Dec 2023) is from someone trying to use their PhD in Mathematics as justification for not liking hip-hop. Weak.
Oh fuck yeah, now we're talking. Wait no, I swear I'm not being pretentious. This is the lowest rated album on this site because I guess mostly people aren't very fond of German people smashing metal plates together - who would have guessed. But halle-fucking-lujah, this is something this list needs more of. Albums that make you go "well, that was an experience and now I'm a changed man". Nobody is lying on their deathbed wishing they heard more crappy 80s post-punk or late 60s psychedelic rock. THIS is what we all deserve to be listening to as we embrace eternal oblivion. I'm giving this a high rating not only because I genuinely really love it, but also to help Kid Rock move to his rightful place as the actual worst album on this list. Together we can make a difference. Save the turtles.
Shit like this on the list is both refreshing and infuriating. Refreshing because it is good, fun, interesting, and also not something I would regularly be exposed to! It's why I started this project and keeps me coming back. It's infuriating because the fact that it is included here means that Robert Dimery, the original author of the 1001 albums list is aware that music like this exists. He's clearly aware that there is an entire world of music out there. SO WHY HAVE I LISTENED TO 200 80s BRITISH NEW WAVE ALBUMS AND 200 SCOTTISH ROCK ALBUMS FROM THE 90S??!!?
Sorry Boomers/Gen X, I was like 20 when this came out so it's one of the best things to ever happen to me. Sorry it's not King Crimson or whatever.
The only enjoyment I got from this was reading the review about the brothers in Dresden and their lovely and talented tattooed friend.
Most 60's groups had three choices: copy the beatles, copy the beach boys, or sexually abuse minors. These guys changed the game and did all three- Four stars!
Music for incels to wank furiously by
This is the 4th Springsteen album I have gotten out of 70, 2nd this week. After listening to the album I ate at a McDonalds, read a Ronald Reagan biography and punch a commie in the dick. MERICA!
The only reason this is here is because it’s from before streaming, when if you bought a shit album you had to convince yourself you liked it.
5: The moustache that appear on Art if you put your thumb on Pauls face on the album cover. 5: The songs.
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Hey, reader! If you can't find the full album anywhere, email me at sodaco3@gmail.com and I'll send a zipped file of the songs. John Zorn. Hmmm.....let's talk about John Zorn. He's a jazz artist (saxophone) who specializes in avant-garde jazz. This alone will turn away quite a few people, and I can't blame them: avant-garde art is inherently pretentious with it's "ooo, look at how I deconstruct certain pervasive elements in art and rearrange them for new experiences". It's pretty anarchist, and anarchists SUCK! Given this, I'm pretty surprised that Zorn is even on this list. I would've went with his much more popular "Naked City", but maybe that was too "jazz-rock" for 1001. Regardless, most people are going to walk away not enjoying John Zorn's work. So, what is he doing with this album? Well, he's got a 5-piece band built of two alto-saxophones, a bass, and TWO DRUMMERS! Neat. Double drummers is always risky but it's avant-garde so we'll let it slide. Cool production note: each saxophone is playing in a different channel (Zorn is in the right; listen for his licks!). Also of note is that everyone playing is improvising, giving a sort of full sound that surrounds the listener like a chaotic hug. Can you feel it? Zorn's compositions are interesting, as he opts to do these much shorter tracks that don't stick around for long before moving on the the next one. Zorn is heavily inspired by the hardcore punk scene in New York, London, and Tokyo at the time, particularly the rise in grindcore (see: Scum by Napalm Death). That sort of quick-and-dirty, attack on the ears is something that was very much inspired from grindcore and can be seen crossing over in jazz through Zorn. Again, most people will not like this, but for what it's worth I think it's a cool approach to jazz. By the 80's, Jazz had pretty well split; smooth jazz was on the rise with the likes of Kenny G, producing the most accessible, commercial music possible. Meanwhile, Jazz was being used more as a prop for other genres, such as acid jazz in the UK being a combination of electronic beats with jazz (great for clubs), or hip-hop producers incorporating jazz samples in their beats, leading to the rise of jazz rap in the late 80's and early 90's. This comes AFTER the prominence of avant-garde jazz actually, so Zorn is late to the party and very much on his own. Regardless, his approach to jazz with the mindset of hardcore punk makes for a fresh and thrilling listening experience. Overall, I think there's a lot one can take from this album, but they'll need to be open to the weirdness of it all. Do not expect structure, melodies, and rhythms that ground most songs. Instead, listen for how each instrument is playing off the others while also being totally independent from the song. There are times in this record where the stars align and you can hear the purposefulness of Zorn's band coming together in creating some really rad shit. But you gotta be open to it, or you'll just walk away thinking it's a total stinker. If you liked this record, consider listening to Ornette Coleman's stuff! I recommend "The Shape of Jazz to Come" and "Free Jazz", both records that did NOT make this list because Coleman ISN'T ANYWHERE ON THE LIST, DESPITE HIS NAME BEING HONORED BY THIS ALBUM. FUCK YOUUUUUUU 1001 ALBUMS!!!!
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