Reviews by avoidperil

Imagine recording this random cacophany of improvisational shit and listening back for the first time. The amount of masturbatory praise in that room alone as they imagined the hordes of imagination bereft soulless idiots that would clamour to exclaim their delight over this work. Jazz is for people who see music as a means to an end. A conversation piece. An opportunity to bluster and gatekeep: Oh, you loved Bitches Brew? Well you must be so cultured.

The Emperor is fucking naked everyone! Admit it to yourself, throw this in the bin, and go listen to something with structure, cleverness, and emotional connection.

I'm happy to say that this isn't for me and I'm okay with that. I understand it's important, but there's a lack of emotional connection for me. It flies completely under the radar.

I found this to be very intriguing. It bounced off a little on first listen, but then started to sink in. There are some very interesting/strange acoustic guitar flourishes, and some songs that feel influential on a lot of music that I value.

I'll be back to listen to this one.

It's some kids taking drugs and turning up the volume knobs on their amplifiers and making loud noises. It's not as ground-breaking as music historians would have you believe. You just had to be there with an amp and a guitar and a lack of restraint.

"They did it first! It's important! Without them, you wouldn't have metal or bands like the Pixies or Nirvana!" says the Straw Man I just invented. No. This was literally inevitable. I'm not rewarding that.

Uggggh.
I hate this stupid list so much.
The first song on this is the most repetitive, trite, pathetic, worthless excuse for music I've ever heard. How is anyone hearing this and thinking it's good? It's the same thing over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over. Over 5 minutes of the same 3 seconds repeated over and over.
No. Just no. Not for me.

Oh fuck off. Jazz again? This degenerate filth needs to stop. Play some real fucking music, you wanker.

I am still sick, so I'll have to listen when my mind is back in order. But there's something here. Shades of the Cure and Morrissey, but also a precursor to the Smashing Pumpkins in that goth sound. Some Pumpkins things that I thought were entirely unique to their sound actually show themselves here. I didn't absolutely fall in love with it on first or second listen, but I'm hopeful.

I have covid right now. From the very first second: Fuck off it's a live album. Then the first note: Fuck it's shitty american blues music. He literally says "I woke up this morning..." Could you possibly get any more cliche and formulaic than that?

There is no way in the course of my life that I would willing submit myself to this heaping pile of shit. Yet here I am, suffering physically, mentally, and now aurally too.

Fuck right off with this shit. 1 Star. I'm DNFing this.

At first very syrupy sweet, but has a harder edge that creeps through. I kid you not, there is a lot of similarity between some of these songs and The Offspring, Green Day, and Nirvana in chords and melody, which took me by surprise.

More pause menu music. Sounds like a rip-off from some late 90s spy film.

But wait a minute. That's because this guy literally scored Ocean's 11 and invented this sound, which is now ubiquitous with tense heists in every cool criminal/spy movie since then.

I am somehow both impressed and hate this album even more.

I'm not american. I have no connection to this kind of music. I don't understand it. Al Green is a violent piece of shit. His voice is ridiculous. This music is just incredibly boring and uninspired. What's he even singing about? Completely trite trash. I actively hate this album.

I've listened to a couple Tom Waits albums so far, with varied results. This one is actually really good though. Some of the lines transcended right out of the songs and smacked me in the face. It's definitely a mood. The mood of a sad drunkard - but it sticks with that vibe and does it well. I feel like this is the Tom Waits that is catered towards me (of the ones I've heard so far).

This is an album I should have been listening to more since I first heard about it. It's exceptionally lovely. I'm giving it a 4 for now and putting it on my very short list of albums that are decent on this list.

I wish I had more time to rip into this one. One of the contributors obviously liked boring experimental hip hop with no redeeming qualities. I have to imagine some kind of traumatic brain injury is required to enjoy this.

How many psychedelic 60s/70s albums am I going to be forced to listen to? There's really nothing great here. It's a weird and muddy mess of half-baked attempts at songs. The 'concept' is just to throw random advertisements into the mix. I'm giving a 3 because at least it wasn't excessively boring.

Really just tired dad rock. There's nothing really deep here, or any great production. It's by-the-numbers rock music by a bunch of amateurs. They just happened to do it before anyone else, making everyone think it's better than it actually is.

I had no idea what to make of this one going in. From the first note I was hopeful - but then my hopes were dashed. I was left somewhat bewildered. Is this a musical? Is it mimicking the style of a 1950's crooner?

And then the lyrics started to hit me. Perhaps I'm going to get some insightful poetry? I clung to the words sung with such conviction in a shaky voice with a very limited range - but it's all just hokey trash. Did he read some Americana novels and then spit them out in a stream of consciousness?

How about the lush orchestration? I feel sorry for the players on this thing. I don't understand the vocal melodies here, or the mix. It all feels wrong. If you told me this was generated by an AI it wouldn't surprise me.

Just kinda nice. Not brilliant. I tried to like it more, but nothing really stuck with me. I enjoyed the restraint.

Find it really hard to care about this music. I guess I just don't like American rock music that's sold like a cynical product, or something. Not bad, just a chore to get through.

Not really my thing. I've listened a few times and this all blurs into a mess of quasi-grunge rock.