OK Computer [Capitol, 1997]

OK Computer [Capitol, 1997]
My favorite Pink Floyd album has always been Wish You Were Here, and you know why? It has soul, that's why--it's Roger Waters's lament for Syd, not my idea of a tragic hero but as long as he's Roger's that doesn't matter. Radiohead wouldn't know a tragic hero if they were cramming for their A levels, and their idea of soul is Bono, who they imitate further at the risk of looking even more ridiculous than they already do. So instead they pickle Thom Yorke's vocals in enough electronic marginal distinction to feed a coal town for a month. Their art-rock has much better sound effects than the Floyd snoozefest Dark Side of the Moon. But it's less sweeping and just as arid. B-

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Pet Sounds [Capitol, 1966]
The plus is because Peter Townshend likes it. This can also be said of The Crazy World of Arthur Brown. Beware the forthcoming hype--this is ersatz shit. D+

I unironically prefer him to scaruffi

Sorry meant to post this

Cancer.

No shame in this, Christgau actually has interesting and sometimes funny things to say. Also, the best belittler in the bidness.

this is fucking dogshit kill yourself thread to the max

B- is a 4/5 which is an accurate rating for OKC

The Downward Spiral [Nothing/TVT/Interscope, 1994]
musically, Hieronymus Bosch as postindustrial atheist; lyrically, Transformers as kiddie porn ("Heresy," "Reptile") **

The Fragile [Nothing, 1999]
After six fucking years, genius-by-acclamation Trent Reznor delivers double-hoohah, every second remixed till it glistens like broken glass on a prison wall. Is the way he takes his petty pain out on the world a little, er, immature for a guy who's pushing 35? Never mind, I'm told--just immerse in the music. So I do. "Dream job: emperor," it says. "More fun than death by injection." B

With Teeth [Nothing, 2005]
All pretense of deeper meaning worn into shtick, he's left with the aggro mood music that was always his calling ("Getting Smaller," "With Teeth"). *

Year Zero [Nothing, 2007]
No matter how clichéd Trent Reznor's dystopian fantasies may be--and they have their moments, like the rebels who conquer by crawling and the anti-Bush anthem rendered juicier by its deliberate inconsistencies--it has the virtue of getting him out of himself. And though he may warn of the noise here, it's all just modern music, whooshing and phasing hookily hither and yon. Is it a coincidence that he created his most songful album just when he stopped obsessing on his own dubious agony? Nah--it's fate. A-

you actually typed this

Nicki Minaj

Beam Me Up Scotty [Trapaholics download, 2009] A-
Pink Friday [Young Money/Cash Money, 2010] A
Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded: Deluxe Edition [Cash Money/Universal Republic, 2012] A-
The Pinkprint (Deluxe Edition) [Cash Money/Republic, 2014] A-

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ummm, retarded much, sweetie?

Is Pink Friday really THAT good?

suck a fuck

remind me again why anyone bothers to listen to critics for music, film, vidya, literature, etc
half the time they're paid off by corporations, and the other half they're just plain wrong

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Because it's interesting to listen to someone else's opinions on a work of art, you solipsistic fuck. They can often illuminate and if it's someone who you respect he or she can help you decide whether you should spend your time and money on something.

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I'm still not sure whether this guy is a hack or an actual music critic worthy of respect. He seems honest and isn't afraid to give a bad score to an album he hates despite being praised by other critics, but on the other hand, it doesn't seem like he puts a lot of thought into his ratings and his capsule reviews aren't insightful.
But who am I to judge, he's been in the music scene since the 60s and has listened to thousands of album, so surely he must have some credibility.

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Black Eyed Peas: The E.N.D. [Interscope, 2009]
How dare people call this wondrous album--actual quotes, now--"insipid," "saccharine," "clumsy"? Only I don't mean people--I mean journalists professional and self-appointed, from rockist sourpusses to keepers of the hip-hop flame. Just plain people love it--love it so much that various of its tracks topped the pop charts nonstop for the entire summer. "Party All the Time" is no more a recipe for living than is instant Wi-Fi for all, the message of the supposedly "political" "Now Generation." But in a party anthem it's the definition of intelligence. Sampling classic rap rapaciously and as cool with Auto-Tune as with getting their drunk on, they party beginning to end, which as it happens is a far rarer achievement than signifying beginning to end. Maybe this album is dumb on the surface, though not as much as fools claim. But sure as showbiz it isn't dumb underneath. A

WTF

Fake News

You see, true patricians know that unironically enjoying mainstream pop is superior to liking that pretentious indie crap.
One day you might understand.

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Selected Ambient Works Volume II [Sire, 1994]

"Veering between an eerie beauty and an almost nightmarish desolation," intoneth Frank Owen. "Imbuing machine music with spirituality," saith Simon Reynolds. And, most incredibly, "Always a groove going on," quoth J.D. Considine. I mean, what are these dudes talking about? Not that ambient-techno wunderkind Richard James is offensive--when I played all two-and-a-half hours of this at a quiet thermal spring in Puerto Rico, the worst any of the attendant pensioners could say about James's nightmarish desolation was "interesting." And smack dab against Eno's instrumental box--well, if James really gets "physically ill if [his] music sounds like anybody else's," that's one consumer object he'd best not sully his expanded consciousness with. Thing is, James is rarely as rich as good Eno, not to mention good Eno-Hassell or Eno-Budd. One piece here does the trick (no titles or track listings--too Western, y'know--but it is, how crass, the lead cut) by folding in a child's voice (or is that one of his electronic friends?). In general, however, these experiments are considerably thinner ("purer," Owen wishes) and more static ("pulse dreamily," Considine dreams) than the overpriced juvenilia on the import-only Volume I. Anyway, a lot of Eno's "ambient" music could also be described as bland wallpaper. When Kyle Gann or (please God) Tom Johnson pumps a minimalist, I wonder whether I'm missing something. Otherwise I believe my own ears--and pull out David Berhman's On the Other Ocean/Music From a Clearing when I need deep background. B-

in comparison scaruffi seems like the best critic ever

why don't you decide by yourself how to spend your fucking money instead to listen to the OPINION OF STRANGERS

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(You)

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>spend 50 - 60 bucks on a movie ticket + XXL popcorn, corncob, and diet coke
>the movie complete shit
>'ok, i've decided not to spend money on this movie i've already spent money on'

don't be stupid

Yeah Nicki's catalog is underrated af.

we're talking about music idiot, you download the album first and then if you like it you buy it.

>This is what piratefags actually believe

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