Reviews by wotanmjolnir

“Mum, mum! Can we have Jefferson Airplane?”
“We’ve got Jefferson Airplane at home.”

It may not be quite as good as Blonde On Blonde, Blood On The Tracks or Highway 61 Revisted, but it’s very close.

If I was Ian Curtis I would have killed myself, too. Shite music that you can’t possibly criticise because otherwise you demonstrate that you just don’t understand it, it’s not just a phase, mum! I hate you!

This is just bland, mid, 80s pop-pap. Just nothing to it.

It’s Tom Waits doing Tom Waits things, and I for one am all for it.

They are Motörhead, and they play rock and roll.

For an album made by at least five furious people, this is surprisingly mellow.

The Message is an all-timer, and It’s Nasty and She’s Fresh are pretty good, but the weird Wonder-esque ballads are just unwelcome and ruin the flow. The good is good, but the bad is bad, and so it’s a very middling album overall.

This is ok, but it does drag on a bit. Background music, really.

I’m a big punk fan, and this is one of the foundational works. Are they technically brilliant? No. Are the songs sophisticated? No. Is there bags of attitude and energy? Hell yeah!

Come on, motherfuckers! Kick out the jams!

This isn’t bad, but an essential listen? It’s just a Bjork album, really.

This is ok - Kim Gordon’s vocals, though, are not and really drag down what might be quite an interesting alt/almost grunge album.

Three things to note - Corey Taylor seems to be a thoroughly good egg; I could listen to Joey Jordison drum all day long; I’m a died in the wool metalhead (although I never listened to Slipknot at the time).

Really enjoyed this - I can see why it’s not everyone’s cup of tea (and I’m usually not a fan of growly vocals myself), but this is exactly my kind of thing.

It’s very like Delta Blues, but the tonality in it doesn’t work for me. Give me Howlin’ Wolf or Muddy Waters and I’m happy as a pig in shit, but this stuff just doesn’t jibe with me. Plus, it’s boring as shit.

Ok, this is another unremarkable Britpop album from some also-rans … but this is the music of my youth. In parts Dodgy, The Divine Comedy and Doves it’s perfectly nice lightweight indie rock / Britpop / acoustically. I rather liked it.

I wasn’t expecting much from this but was very pleasantly surprised. Really good modern “real” country, rather than the horrid “grr, I’m right-wing and have a truck, and believe in small-town ‘Murica despite living in Chicago!” It does run out of steam a little, but still a really enjoyable album.

This is all very pleasant, but it doesn’t excite me. Lovely voice, though.

After about 7 hours of this repetitive bastardization and dilution of NIN, Echo and the Bunnymen, and New Order I checked assuming it must be nearly finished. I wasn’t quite halfway through. Absolute shit.

Bloody hell, this is so very, very dreary.

This is perfectly pleasant, if not exactly groundbreaking. No Other is a much better album.

There’s always going to be some unevenness in an album that’s 77 mins long, but I’m not sure we needed a guest appearance from Jive Bunny and the Master-Mixers in ‘hYour Sister Can’t Twist’. Having said that, it’s still a great album, if quite heavily front-end loaded.