Reviews by wotanmjolnir

This is fine as far as hip-hop goes I guess, but it’s not going to ever be my thing, and the skit in this is even more pointless and daft than usual. Oh, plus it is of course over-long.

It’s a good enough album, but they really needed Neil Young to join to lift them to the next level.

I have learned throughout this project that I do rather like old C&W, and Bluegrass. But fuck me sideways, there is such a thing as too much of it.

This album is a bit like a nice dream - enjoyable and pleasant while you’re in the middle of it, but as soon as it ends you can’t remember a thing about it. It’s ok.

As someone else has said in a review, I don’t hate country, I hate modern country. This, Marty Robbins, Waylon Jennings, Jonny Cash - that I can get with, and this is no different. Solid album, and if you don’t like one song you only have to wait two minutes before another one comes along.

Life is too short to listen to this fucking shite.

BAMBAMBAMBAMBAMBAMBAM!

RRRRAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!

BAMBAMBAMBAMBAMBAMBAM!

FIVE GOD DAMN STARS!

This is a twenty minute album of samples turned into an hour long album by just repeating it over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over. And over.

What a load of thinly produced meandering twaddle. I’m angry I listened to this.

The new additions to these books really demonstrate how important it is for the albums to stand the test of time. This isn’t bad as such, it is just entirely unremarkable and I really don’t think it needs to be heard before I die. Very not special.

There are some artists you just put in completely the wrong genre based on their name - I always thought Bonnie “Prince” Billy was reggae, for example, then found out he does rather nice gentle folk-type stuff. Equally, I thought that this lot were going to be some kind of world music, probably African.

I was more than a little bit wrong, but I’m not sad. Sort of punk/post-punk/new wave/ noise rock, and it’s far from bad. Not going to be a regular listen, buts it’s ok.

Boring - adjective

Causing or marked by boredom; dull and uninteresting; tiresome: to have a boring time.

Synonyms:
tedious, tiresome, dull, the album ‘xx’ by The xx

I cannot imagine anyone listens to this for enjoyment. At best it’s the soundtrack to a shit 90s driving game.

What a great, great album. It’s an odd thing, I really don’t like The Velvet Underground. I think they are the most pretentious bunch of art-school wankers, and every one of the albums I’ve rated has been mid to low. Individually, however … individually they are great. All of them. John Cale is great. Lou Reed is great. Even Chelsea Girl by Nico is great. And this is probably the best of the lot. Brilliant.

I wasn’t expecting a lot from this, but it’s actually very enjoyable. You can tell that they are still learning their craft, but the energy and fun is undeniable, and Gina Schock is a really tight drummer. As early New Wave / power pop, it’s thoroughly worth a listen - not great, but good

Hugely cheesy and overblown, with full on “woah-oh” backing vocals from the whole band and too many farting synths, but it’s impossible to not sing along. A bit shit, but in a great big grin on your face kind of way

I bought this when it came out as it was hailed as the greatest album of all time, and I was deep into my second phase of being all over current music. I didn’t think much of it then.

I listened to it for the second time ever today. I didn’t think much of it today, either. It’s ok. It’s not bad.

I thought I’d finished the Elvis Costello marathon, but then this pops up.

This album kind of sums up the whole Costello experience in the project - there is some undeniably good music here, plus some very average music, and overall there is just too much of it.

I remember almost nothing about this, apart from when I went “oh, I know this from an advert or something!”, but couldn’t tell you which advert, which track, or even how it goes. Not bad, not good, not memorable.

Fuck, I thought I’d done all the Bowie …

It’s a Bowie album - one, maybe two good songs, a few good moments in songs, and a whole load of mediocre that the cultists suckle from the teat of their not-quite-as-immortal-as-they-thought nonce-god.

Meh.