Yardbirds

I didn't exactly enjoy the delux version, don't get why it started with the mono versions because they were by far the worst part.

Overall, god please don't give me another 60's rock album tomorrow.

Not the most exciting of things to listen to, but there's enough creativity in sound to make the album inch into at least being decent, even if it's desperate for some tastier songs

Jeff Beck shreds

There's clearly a lot of talent and expertise on display here, and this wasn't without its promising moments, particularly when it leaned into Eastern-inspired instrumentation; but they felt surrounded by a fair measure of filler and by passages which felt more like half-baked session jams in desperate need of stronger hooks to ground them.

60s boomer psychedelic rock with a band synonymous with Clapton, so you know what to expect

Fair play that there is actually No Clapton on this , but it’s still shit

Beck is a great guitarist though

I can like weird sounding albums , but albums trying to be wired and wacky less so

The only bit I actually liked was the start of “Ever since the world began “ as its sound like a less heavy version of a Sabbath song

i don'T remember if i finished this album

I know this album as "Over Under Sideways Down" and I hadn't listened to it in a long time. There's so much great psychedelic weirdness to enjoy here, it was a treat to revisit. I'm less taken by the boogie bar blues songs, but they're infrequent enough. I love a bunch of these tracks and will definitely continue to go back to this album.

Not even the best Yardbirds album... not the best British blues guitar rock of the era, albeit an early example (man, I've been itching to use 'albeit' today for some reason, and THERE IT IS). Jeff Beck is without equal however, and when the band hits it right, there's an undeniable spontaneity and fun bubbling up. There's an identity crisis going on, and it gets a bit silly. Like Cream's uncool little brother.

It's wild to me that three of the greatest guitarists, Jimmy Page, Jeff Beck, and Eric Clapton, all cut their teeth in the Yardbirds. Roger the Engineer is from their period with Jeff Beck and, unsurprisingly, the guitar playing is excellent. What is surprising is that I could never get into the Yardbirds. As a teen I was absolutely obsessed with Led Zeppelin, so of course I had to check out Jimmy Page's earlier band, but they just didn't do it for me at the time. Listening to Roger the Engineer now and I really don't know what I was missing. This is exactly the kind of music I would have loved when I was a teen; a mix of blues rock and psychedelic rock with a touch of hard rock here or there. It's not quite the type of music I listen to now, but I still really enjoyed listening to this album and I'm glad to finally be able to appreciate the Yardbirds.

This was fine, nothing special though. Ever since the world began was cool, almost proto-metal for the first part, then the transition to jangle pop was unexpected but fun.

Jaunty bluesy rock n roll straight from the Chuck Berry Bo Diddley recipe book with a few British pop and early pysch touches. The songs are pretty generic and the vocals have nothing going on. Makes sense this band is most famous for what it's former guitar players did next. The guitar really is the star of the show with a snarling dirty sound, he's hurtling through the turnarounds, ripping licks. I don't fully get the hype with Jeff Beck, especially here, it's energetic and tight but there's nothing especially inventive to his playing. Is it the tone?

Stealing this from the top comment because it perfectly encapsulates my feelings on this record:

Great guitar players need a lead singer who can do two of the following three: 1) sing, 2) entertain, and 3) write music. All three are not needed but two of the three are. Pete Townshend found Daltrey who could do 1 and 2. Keith Richards found Mick who can do 2 and 3 and Jimmy Page found Plant who can do 1 and 2.

Keith Relf couldn't do any of the three. The result is excellent guitar playing (Jeff Beck’s in the case of this album) being stranded in a wasteland of songs that, from all other perspectives, are painfully mediocre.

This is kind of a charcuterie board of popular music styles of its time: pop, blues, blues-rock, psychedelic, and annoying forgettable trash. Most of it is in the first several categories, and they're passably good. I find myself enjoying the blues-oriented stuff more than anything else. I have to admit, I got more into the wobbly sheet metal thing on Hot House than I would have thought possible

⭐⭐⭐.5

This one started off kinda interesting for me, with some slight psychedelic rock (Which normally I wouldn't be into, but for some reason was enjoying here).

But whether is just lost steam or I wasn't paying much attention, the rest of the tracklist didn't really wow me. It was fine, but not attention grabbing.

aparentemente é uma banda que lançou bons guitarristas e um eric clapton. não dá pra acertar sempre
esse aqui eh sem ele, pelo menos. rockzinho psicodélico regado a guitarrada, mas mei xoxo. nada demais

Very avant-garde psych rock album. Among the variation of the group's members, this is probably the best iteration which produced what is perhaps one of the greatest psych rock albums of all time.

9/10 [KEEP]

conflicted about this one. they can obviously all play, but it sounds to me like 30 minutes of ringo songs. somewhere between 2 and 4.

That was alright.

Meh.
Clearly technically skilled people, but not sure the it worked as an album for me.

Maybe it's just the Magilla Gorilla pose, but this album cover reminds me of the doodles in my dad's old board games (or, alternatively, the art on the "Navigator" card in Dominion).

OK, time to (re)learn about who the Yardbirds are (I know they're historically significant because my friend took a 60s music class in college and was always talking about the Yardbirds, but not enough for me to learn anything about them). Ah, it's Eric Clapton, Jeff Beck, and Jimmy Page (plus other less famous dudes, sorry to those guys). Though only Jeff Beck is on this album. Eric Clapton also did like 50 other things, none of which I've liked. I know nothing about Jeff Beck. I wonder if Beck is named for him. Jimmy Page may have been involved with starting Google. Or Led Zeppelin. Two great evils.

The music, you say? The music is fine. A lot of guitar stuff. The songs are pretty short, which is a plus. I still don't know what a Nazz is, but I don't think it's a nickname for Jesus as Google suggests. Ultimately, this doesn't stand out. A Beatles-ified 70s rock supergroup (in 1966).

Someone should make a 'I'm Henry the VIII, I Am' x 'I Can't Make Your Way' mashup.

Highlight: 'Farewell' (but confusingly, not the last song)