Their doo-wop detour notwithstanding, I would say this is the weakest Mothers record to this point. That said- Holiday in Berlin, Full Blown + the *gargantuan* Little House I Used to Live In still make this a necessary piece of The Mothers & Zappa's catalogue. Not much in the way of vocal-weirdness here- just let the wonky jazz-rock wash over you
Some more sonic explosions and bizarrities from Zappa & The Mothers, with the group's core identity seemingly shifting like an amorphous mercury-laden alien from track to track here. I say 'track', but many of the cuts here exist in some strange limbo between a song, an interlude, and a cacophony of noise- you never know what you'll get as you move through Uncle Meat's hallowed halls
In ways it’s the Grandaddy of Ween’s 12 Golden Country Greats- in that, the joke is that there isn’t one. Zappa & The Mothers utilize Doo-Wop in many of their compositions, especially their works prior this, so in a way the sound is well-founded. The whole record sounds like it’s always *just about* to break apart and enter your expected zany, parodic territory- the fact it never does is nearly unnerving
Among the Mothers’ finest- a healthy heaping of sardonic parodies, sociopolitical commentary (comes with the territory with any Zappa project), and chilling instrumental/noise passages. Something for the whole family!
While The Mothers’ debut was, in no short term, weird, Absolutely Free manages to up the ante even more with some of the strangest tunes Zappa would ever put out. In particular, the ‘Great American Suite’ in the back half, a sort of Proto Abbey Road Medley as devised from Hell’s deepest cavern. Yet- there’s a catchiness to essentially every track here that keeps things humming along. Those Mothers really were inventive, mang
Is it Zappa's best? Begrudgingly no, though as a Weener (Ween fan, obviously) this style of rock music automatically latches onto me with incredible strength and intensity. There's certainly a parodic approach to the rock styles of the time, though not so much so that the songwriting and artistic integrity of everything here is delegated to a joke. A rocket-crash-landing for the Mothers- you can't help but watch
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An effortlessly charming synth-twee record that’s both scrappy and assured in its sound. There’s a sort of DIY approach to a lot of these tracks that feels largely indicative of the indie bedroom-pop style that would dominate 30 years from here. Loads of fun
Rising from the ashes of their truly disastrous late 80s-90s period, Celtic Frost come through with not just a comeback, but the band's opus. An entire slough of metal sub-genres, all of which can be described as *heavy*, make up Monotheist's doom-bringing sonic palette. The vocals still manage to be shockingly clear for a record of this intensity, making for a record that may (*may*) just be a stepping stone toward some of metal's historically heaviest sub-genres/sounds
Despite its sinister cover art, To Mega Therion is one of the most accessible early Black Metal records on account of its vocals and instrumentation utilizing a lot of more palatable Thrash elements to great benefit. It would be twenty-one years (and some outright ghoulish left turns along the way) until CF’s opus, but this is still a classic for the first wave of Black Metal, no doubt
A fuller sound than some of Hebden’s other acclaimed works, though the Four Tet identity is still very much in tact. Hebden’s knack for making his beats sound so organic and almost anti-robotic is what really makes Four Tet stand out from the pack if you ask me
A highly diverse electronic record that pulls in a lot of atypical influences for a record of this style. Hebden's Folktronica-laced approach to IDM & Downtempo is opened up quite a bit more compared to the prior Pause, resulting in tracks that still retain their 'hauntedness' while also making for some lovely grooves
Hebden's work under Four Set is known for its tender, almost ghost-like approach to IDM and Electronic music- but on Pause, the theme is 'masterful sparseness'. Hebden doesn't use any instrument or sound that isn't absolutely necessary for what he's going for. That's not to say Pause is a snoozefest- moments like the vocal sample ringing throughout No More Mosquitoes is jarring and far from 'calming'. It's not Four Tet's best, but it lays ... read more
The title track is a blast and in the upper echelon of early 2000s Garage Rock Revival- the rest doesn't even manage to scrape the pantheon steps. The record spends so much time trying to desperately convince you of its 'style' and spunk, though more often than not it all feels like a facade. It's all pleasant to the ears, but compared to their contemporaries? A Revival sound that feels remarkably flat
By leaps and bounds Roxy Music's finest. Sophisti-Pop just fits like such a perfect glove for the group's Art Pop sensibilities. One of the best produced pop records of the early 80s, with some seriously catchy melodies abound to boot. Gorgeously lush
Roxy Music's prog-glam swirl is certainly easy to enjoy, if for its panache alone- though I never really felt 'wowed' as I expected to be going in
Deserves credit for being one of Brian Eno’s first major ventures and for establishing Roxy’s sound from the go. That said- both pros which would be sharpened significantly moving forward
The record that reminds you that Max Roach was a *percussionist*, damnit! Six songs of spiritual reckoning all chained together by Roach's genuinely stellar drumming. A sort of foretelling of the spiritual jazz that would, in many ways, come to rule the Jazz of the decade moving forward
A lot of almost Mingus-like textures going on here- unkempt like We Insist!, even featuring Lincoln on one track, while devoting more attention toward some more out-there textures
A raised fist, followed by a million echoes. Roach taps into so many of the core essences of not only jazz, but the very ethos of his time with absolutely breathtaking determinedness. Abbey Lincoln's vocals are the driving force between this record's political machinations, blitzing through the phenomenal jazz compositions like an arrow through the eye of a hurricane. One of the most poignant and important jazz records of the 60s