Nick of Time

Buen album, mas aconsejable escuchar de noche o en una tarde muy relajada, no es el tipo de álbum que escucharía pero tal vez lo acompañaría con sade, bastante decente la verdad aunque llega a ser aburrido o mas un álbum de fondo

the piano tunes kind of save this cheesy mess

I can feel it when I type. I have no personality. Everything I've done is just a ripoff from somebody else. I can hear it in my head whenever I say anything, I'm just parroting something I've heard or have been told before. It's aggravating. Any speck of self-examination I try to do is shot down by my own brain. I don't know how to fix this. I don't know if therapy has been helping me. I feel like an idiot. I don't know how to do anything. I can read numbers, but I can't read people, or figure out how to accomplish simple tasks. I often embarrass myself. I'm not cut out for my job, I'm not cut out for a relationship, I don't even feel really qualified for existence. I often feel like I may actually take my own life after this 1,001 album journey is over. I don't want to, I definitely don't want to die, but I feel like I have to. My brain doesn't work. I don't know how to fix it.

This album isn't helping. Every song felt like its own individual kind of nothingness. Her vocal chops are great, and I guess she's versatile. But why are so many of these songs covers? The best songs, the beginning and the end, were the only songs across the entire album that she wrote. I wish she had done that more often.

Not quite a waste of time but not far off.

A good start but peters out pretty quick

After the wacky, experimental, and distorted sounds of the Residents, I get an 80s easy listening pop album. I don't know if it will be good, but I do know that it won't be nearly as interesting as yesterday's album. In fact, it isn't very interesting at all. It's insanely safe sonically, so safe that you wonder why it's even on the list. The vocals and underlying songs are decent enough pop, but it's incredibly disposable. This album was made to get play on top 40 radio for a couple months and then be forgotten about, and it is very much a relic of its time. In just three years, grunge would explode and kill this dated slop in the mainstream. So yeah, this is not an essential album. The Wikipedia entry says that critics were falling over themselves to praise it, and I genuinely wonder why-until I remember that those same critics love U2(who I can't stand). It is literally music for people who hate engaging and interesting music, and that makes it-nuclear level take incoming- worse than the Residents album that sits proudly in the bottom 3 albums. In short, Bonnie Raitt sucks and I'm not going to listen to anyone who says otherwise.

I didn’t think this was going to be that bad, but my god the entire thing is just so so boring. There is not a single worthwhile second on this album

It made me feel like a divorced mom from Texas that drives a Ford pickup truck filled with her kids going to a horse-riding camp. I can't explain why. It's just what I felt.

Decent album, though nothing super exciting. Ok voice and instrumentals. 3/5

nada demais não
bem música para casais estadunidenses divorciados alcoolistas. mas nao eh mto ruim nao!!

I understand having Bonnie Raitt on this list, I just don’t think this is the album.

This is kinda like if Don Henley was a woman. Or, maybe Don Henley is kinda like if Bonnie Raitt were a man. Easy to listen to and somewhat enjoy, but nothing groundbreaking or even really very relevant. Her writing is good, but just not my jam. 3

This has its moments (the bluesier bits), but mostly its yawn-inducing country-tinged rock.

2.0/5.0: Disappointing

theres a couple of really good tracks but a lot of mediocre tracks. she has a great voice though

One surprisingly good soft rock track (Nick of Time), a few unsurprisingly boring blues ones, and the worst of it combines the two, or just goes into incredibly slow ballad mode. Thing Called Love is a surprsingly new wave sounding uptempo blues track.

The Good: We made it, just!
The Bad: We aren’t certain where we made it to…
The Ugly: Sorry Bonnie… the hair… for fuck’s sake, get a stylist…

Almost 2 months have gone by since this album was presented to me, and the only real excuse that I have for having taken so long to rate this album is due to me not being certain what rating I should give the album.

This is, without a doubt, icon of the ‘90s sound… slightly over produced, yet trying to get back to analog sound without making it feel like a garage recording.

What really stands out is that Bonnie, being a great guitar player, is an even greater singer, yet she never really made it big… maybe because she switched style at a bad moment? After all, RnB blues was popular in movies, but not on the radio, where C&W was popular with the cowboy crowd and starting to gain traction outside of shit-kickin’ bars…

Anyway, I guess what I am trying to say is that this album should get a 3* rating… yet, I enjoyed it too much to just brush it off as an okay album… Bonnie gives me something to talk about!
4*

Bland and tepid. This is one I could have died happy without ever hearing. The title track's lyrics imply urgency, but the music, with its repetitive funky beat, does not.

Favorite track(s): proof that depression and addiction and bankruptcy can't turn an okay songwriter into a good songwriter

This isn’t for me at all.

From the opening bars this feels like overproduced eighties guff. It may have been released at the end of that decade but there is no doubting what decade it came from.
Thing like love just sounded like Shania Twain (albeit this obviously came before her Mutt Lang era). So much i went scurrying to check that this wasn’t also produced by Mutt Lang, the fact it was however produced by Don Was is equally unsurprising.
Nobody’s girl and The Road’s my middle name are as close to a highlight ss you get.
If you like cliched eighties music you might like this, if not, avoid!