Rated 10/10
Why’d I think the psychedelic furs were a 2000s indie band. Interesting as a new wave album because the vocals and that strained off putting synth really do highlight the punk roots.
I really like how scuzzy this album is. It’s new wave but not the clean shiny new wave but a grimy uncomfortable kind. I guess maybe that’s why I thought they were later? I can imagine them being discussed as an influence in a lot of indie sleaze.
Rated 8/10
Frankie Teardrop is one of the craziest songs I’ve ever heard. It’s one of the first times a song made me truly uncomfortable. Like squirming I want to turn this off uncomfortable. Which is awesome, if art is meant to make you feel something boy I felt something. And it’s also a critique of capital! Maybe if Frankie’s boss fucking paid him more.
Anyway, the rest of the album is hit or miss. I like Ghost Rider and Johnny, but could do without Girl. Girl is really bad.
Rated 8/10
A real appeal to myself when I was 14. It’s not a masterpiece or anything but it’s fun and stupid in equal measure.
Rated 10/10
Sometimes the instrumentation gave me pause like what was she thinking but then the songs came together and she shows once again how she’s one of the best to ever do it
Rated 10/10
Deserves to be on the list just for its sheer audacity. But it’s also wonderful. It’s an album of love songs, yes, but specifically about all type and shapes and parts of love. The wonderful highs and the desperate scary parts. Love is both the greatest and scariest thing in the world on this album. It takes all forms. There are desperate pleas, happy long marriages, pining, horrible bouts of unhinged depression, horniness, queer romance. It also bounds between genres and styles, playful flippancy and dead serious dirges. It’s a wonderful experience listening to the whole thing and identifying parts you relate to, past hurts, current elations. Fuck.
Rated 6/10
Every time I’ve Cube isn’t rapping the audience should ask “Where’s Ice Cube?”
A real transition. Fuck the Police and Express Yourself are on opposite sides of the gangster rap inflection point.
It’s good but inconsistent. And too long. And Eazy E isn’t very good.
Rated 6/10
This unfortunately rules everyone. It definitely does overstay its welcome, but it manages to sound both incredibly dated and ahead of its time.
What if we put a really bad blues song in like every British act from the 60s? Other than that I really like this album. A lot. The first track is stuck in my head. It’s so funny. It’s interesting that this is a small c conservative album, literally about conserving and reminiscing about the past. But it doesn’t feel regressive. It feels like an album for your uncle who really loves history museums. Me basically. I think it’s a little too inconsistent to be a 5. Definitely a 4.5.
Rated 6/10
It’s Ray Charles. I think I’m always bummed that these albums are cover albums. It’s fine.
Rated 8/10
It was bound to happen. I really enjoy an album that is in the bottom 10 on the websites.
You cowards would die if you had to dive into the mid 2010s free bandcamp trenches because you didn’t have money for iTunes. This rules
Rated 2/10
What a fucking disaster, the only reason you’d care about this is if you knew this poor guy had a mental break trying to make this. And then he felt he had to and it just sucks. It sounds awful, nothing sounds finished.
Rated 6/10
Mixed bag. Some of the slower love songs are bad, some of the songs that are weird remind me of Brad Sucks. You ever listen to Canadian indie legend Brad Sucks? Well you should.
Rated 4/10
Not the fucking robot vocals. It’s as annoying as a chipmunk voice. This sucks
Rated 8/10
It’s great but I wish it was more fun
Rated 8/10
I happen to really enjoy the butthole surfers
Rated 4/10
Listen, I get trying to make something artsy and fun. But by the second song, with his sarcastic(?) yeahs I really just wanted to throw the singer out with the garbage. I like ideas on this but the execution is so poor.
Rated 4/10
Sometimes you should just. Listen to a good single. And leave it there
Rated 2/10
I kind of dig how stupid this album is. Like why is there so much jazz and piano? Why is it a cacophony of disparate genres, nothing coherent. No theme really. You go from a jazz instrumental about blowing up the White House to one of the worst hip hop songs, I guess, about critiquing religion. But the message kinda gets lost when the music is ass. So bad it’s funny. Good lord.
Rated 4/10
I really love reading the history of this band, the punk influence, the Gramsci inspired name, should be awesome and then you get this very soft sad music.
Rated 6/10
It’s lovely, it just doesn’t move me that much. I wish there was a bit more range of topics
