Reviews by tealedfleet

It's ehh. It's alright. I ain't got much else to say about it.

Wow. This was... This was incredible. I felt teary-eyed even when I didn't understand the lyrics, there's so much emotion and feeling behind the vocals. I think I can 100% confidently say this album is beautiful.

I'll be damned, this wasn't too bad. The first Elvis Costello album where I didn't feel like he was trying too hard. It's simple and poppy still, but it's okay to listen to.

Some good old fashioned rock n roll. No further notes.

If there's anything that 1001 Albums has convinced me without a shadow of a doubt, it's that Post Punk is a catch-all term for albums that I just -do not- jive with. Overly quirky singing, instrumentals that seem to be just the band members going "woah, check this out, isn't this wack?" without wondering whether it sounds good, and just a bloatedness of way too many repetitive tracks. If this was live at the witch trials and I was a witch, I'd just ask the mob to burn me so I can stop listening to it.

Smooth and relaxing to listen to. Ray Charles was certainly a pioneer.

Just a catchy, fun album. It's prime cut cheese, but I love me some cheese.

Fantastic, -loved it-. Brought me back into the headspace of being a loner teenager who thought this music was 'too cool for the mainstream.' Ah, what a dumbass I was. But Hybrid Theory is still a lot of fun to listen to with its heavy riffs and strong vocals. The message it conveys, though... does not really have much substance. It's just general angst to the world.

A bit weaker than Ill Communication, but it still has great rhymes and great vibes.

The synthpop is great, fantastic even - but it's hampered by the droning vocals that are trying to act a bit too special. Cars is the best track simply because Numan is more subdued.

I mean, it's good rock, but the lyrics are utterly incomprehensible at times. I know Stipe is a poetic soul but at one point it's like he's simply saying whatever pops into his head at the time.

Hmm, this has a lot less pizzazz compared to the other Bruce Springsteen album. It still feels like he's trying to be general and not stand out too much.

Fantastic. It's like I'm at a jazz bar and just letting Waits' gruff charisma wash over me. Proof that you don't need a pop voice to be a compelling singer.

Nope. Nope nope nope. Bunch of repetitive pretentious cockwaddle.

I can see what Michael was aiming for: portraying himself as a bad boy for the ladies. Unfortunately, the lyrics are so vaguely applicable that I can't help but think this is just a corpo's attempt to appeal to as broad of a demographic as possible. And the whole 'bad boy' act feels more like the one guy who wears leather jackets constantly claiming he's a badass.

Hell yeah, more Lauryn Hill. I can see why many people wanted her to go solo - she's definitely the star of the Fugees, while Michel and Jean seem to be out of breath just catching up to her.

In terms of instrumentals, it's decent, good even. But White's overperformative vocals are grating and kind of undercuts the album. Yes, Jack White, you should go back to bed.

Hell yeah, this was a delight to listen to. Groovy synth and uplifting vocals.

Inoffensive and nothing too special. You've heard Come on Eileen so many times that it feels like you're being blasted by it everytime it comes on. It's still a good song, but the rest of the album felt like meandering tripe.

It's -Thriller-. What more can you say about it that hasn't been said already? Three great bops, with a few decent songs that are just romantic (and sometimes problematic) slop. I appreciate that this album has been masterfully engineered to be as catchy as possible.