Reviews by meowmeow

If you're not in a state of grief when listening to this album (and I'm not) it's going to be a hell of a listen. I had to break it up across most of the day, it was so hard to take. Very powerful, well done, evocative as hell... and I don't want to listen to it again until the next time I'm grieving a loved one.

Absolutely brutal.

This rocked way harder than Muse's reputation had led me to believe.

oh my goodness I love T. Rex so much

Skillfully crafted, beautiful, ethereal... but it's not really foreground music, is it? This is the sort of album you put on to induce a calm mental state while you get something else accomplished.

Neil Tennant survived 1980s England as a gay man, and that rather fraught social circumstance informs the wistful tone of Behaviour. Yes, it's rather mellow for a synthpop album, but despite the fact that some of those synth effects have aged like milk, it's a beautiful listening experience... as long as you have the necessary context.

I'd be willing to add this to the vinyl collection I started back in April.

My husband (a normal, fairly mainstream kind of listener) and I (notoriously fond of a lot of weird shit) had opposite reactions to this album. Good thing it's the weird shit enjoyer going through the generator, huh?

Put some pants on, please.

Beautiful music that leaves me cold.

My first ever concert was Billy Joel. November 29, 1993. It was close enough to my birthday to count as a birthday present, and I remember it much more clearly than any other birthday gifts from my childhood. Nosebleed seats, could barely see him, but that part didn't matter - I was hearing one of my favorite musicians live. The whole thing helped spark my love of music, and without that concert I might not be here annoying people with my reviews today.

12 studio albums and this is his only representation in the 1001? Kick out one of the Elvis Costello albums and add Piano Man in, for fuck's sake. Billy Joel is a hugely influential legend, whether you enjoy his music or not.

This is basically stand up comedy set to jazz. The album goes on too long for the concept - I was ready to be done with it by the end of side 3, but I stuck it out to the end. If I want to listen to funny jazz club antics, I much prefer Judy Henske's self-titled album from 1963.

Hmmm. It definitely sounds like a band trying to ride Jack White's coattails, and yet I found myself enjoying it. Granted, I'm a White Stripes loving elder Millennial, so I might just be in the correct age range. I wouldn't be surprised if it didn't hold up with younger audiences.

Another album to keep in mind if you're suffering from insomnia.

Decent alt rock, but it's not something I'd go crate digging for, you know?

A fun 90s time!

Once again, skillfully made art that does absolutely nothing for me.

Guitar doesn't get much better than this.

Ooof. I used to own this on CD as a kid, but I don't think I've listened to it since 1999 or so. Time to revisit some old memories!

Oh, that was kinda surreal. Memories from around the time I hit puberty, surfacing as I'm entering perimenopause, it's a very personal experience I don't expect any other listeners to have. Still, decent music, and I don't regret this particular trip down memory lane.

The title track is 17 minutes long, and yet...

The raw energy and cynicism of Gen Xers in their youth, distilled into album form.

there's a track with my first name as a title on this album, oh boy

I get spectacularly awkward when I hear my name in a song... okay, the song Perfume by Sparks gets a pass because there's so many other names being dropped and I already know that I don't wear no perfume, but still. The album Crystal Ball by Styx has probably the worst song-with-my-name that I can think of. The Eurythmics one is... mid-range, I suppose? Orange hair and green eyes is a much more accurate description of one of my cats, IDK.

ADHD rambling brain dump aside, this is a damned fine example of a synthpop album! Definitely worth the listen.