Reviews by scribeben

This is fun and pleasant, with great songwriting. I feel like Sleater-Kinney must have listened to this a lot.

I dig some of the riffs on this. The vocals really don’t do it for me though.

I had never heard this kind of music before. It’s very fun to listen to and fascinating.

Dime store Bowie but I don’t hate it. There are even some musical surprises. Overall I feel like they were a bridge to the glam metal of the 80s. Weird that “All The Young Dudes” isn’t on this one.

Some lf the album tracks such as “I’m In Touch With Your World” are more interesting than I expected from knowing the hits.

One of my favorite albums of all time but I’ve come to realize over the years that “Black Hole Sun” isn’t actually a good song.

Decent 60s psych rock. Mostly unmemorable outside of the comic book references and explicit invocation of lsd.

Inoffensive but uninteresting background music. If they weren’t French no one would have ever cared about them.

Wildly eclectic amazing musicality. Lyrics and off key vocal approach takes me out lf it sometimes though.

Diminishing returns with this guy. Less is Morrissey. This one is a little different though. More rock n’ roll.

It took me awhile to realize this is the best Pavement album and therefore by far the greatest ever indie rock record. Just pure, detached, hyper-intellectual sarcastic serenity.

This is a bit of an improvement over their earlier records. The first two tracks (which I had heard before) are probably their strongest tunes. “Month of May” kinda reminds me of a Mark Lanegan song. Otherwise this still doesn’t really do it for me.

Okay for gym music but tedious after awhile and way too much of it in one album.

It’s tough to follow up the two most revolutionary albums in popular music in a (my) lifetime but Amnesiac holds its own with a bunch of amazing compositions that feel humbler than those of Kid A but are no less dynamic and inventive.

The sudden explosion of sound in track one is by far the coolest moment on the album.

The more desperate and depraved, the better The Cure.

I have a soft spot for the early 90s production and some of the songs are fun, but the boring r&b ballads weigh it down.

I saw them open for either Rancid or Offspring at Roseland in ‘98 or ‘99. Fun and unique blend of styles.

One of the saddest, most uncomprehending days of my life was towards the end of high school when I discovered that some of my friends who had been listening to Tool, Radiohead, QOTSA, etc had fallen for this gaggle of talentless, derivative, rich kid hacks. The soundtrack for a million transplant hipster shitheads who ruined NYC, driving up the rents and whitewashing any remnant of the culture that had already been dismantled by Giuliani’s reign of terror. Fuck The Strokes to hell. Negative one million stars. And yes I listened to the whole, abhorrent, goddamn thing. (The bass playing actually wasn’t that bad tbh.) I hadn’t realized it was released on 9/11. Makes it even more emblematic of the violent, painful transition away from the NYC of my childhood towards something colder, shallower, more disingenuous, whiter and more sanitized.

Peak hippy shit.