Ely Guerra is a mythic figure in Mexican rock. In this double album—her most popular—she blends rawness with a delicate sensibility in songs that explore femininity, love, and loneliness. To me, the weakest tracks are the ones in English, and the tinny, “sardine-can” snare sound can make some songs harder to enjoy, but it’s a modern classic nonetheless.

Jimi was trying to make a statement: he was more than a showman on stage; there was more to him than the guitar set on fire at Woodstock. He was an artist with vision and heart, and this album is proof of that.

Jimi was trying to make a statement: he was more than a showman on stage; there was more to him than the guitar set on fire at Woodstock. He was an artist with vision and heart, and this album is proof of that.

Shaking the depression away, one flat ass twerk at a time.

At certain moments, I get the impression that I’m listening to a Robbie Williams album. It’s good, and I appreciate that Harry Styles went more experimental on his own terms after such massive success, but the result is just mid.

In their final album with Jim, they sound more mature and full of personality, far removed from the Vox Continental keyboard sound of their early days. They grew exponentially in just three years, and sadly their career was abruptly cut short by tragedy. Still, this album stands as a great testament to one of the greatest L.A. bands

This live album encapsulates why Daft Punk earned their reputation; it's banger after banger. You could actually play this set at a festival as-is, and it would be a success.

Nothing new to justify the reissue

More like the Drumeo Edition

Honestly, what a great way to close their career: reviving disco through live instrumentation, orchestration, and collaborations with legends from the era. This album has hits and experimentation, hooks and oddities—but above all, it’s a modern masterpiece. No one sounds like Daft Punk, and they will be forever missed.

A nice live show but i don't like the mix that much

Rating only the extra songs

Such an iconic moment in pop culture—there’s never been another Amy, and there never will be. She had everything to be a legend: the talent, the image, the voice, the style, the tragedy. This album will transcend it all, piercing hearts with the knowledge that we watched her wither away and did nothing to stop it.

The new face of Soul. Every generation gets albums like this—brief flashes of hype. But she has the talent to move beyond the pat-on-the-head moment.

My dearest Chan, right before the breakthrough—lost in her moody folk, heavier than lead.

Oh, to be a New York muse—close to the ones pulling the strings, armed with that cardboard voice and an attitude. That’s the dream.

The whole sessions of his most incredible albums, holy shit

his is my personal favorite. Dylan took everything he was already doing right and pushed it to the next level—more experimental, with longer songs full of iconic lines. He’s painting landscapes rather than trying to make a specific point. Having the Hawks (later The Band) as his backing band also adds a strong sense of chemistry; they sound tight and inventive. The tour—and its aftermath—was a mess. “Judas!”

Highway 61 Revisited is peak Dylan. He's free from his role as a radical prophet, and now he's having fun, pushing his songwriting into more cutting-edge, artistic, and cryptic territory. He's painting masterpieces at a time when rock and roll was still mostly bubblegum—something you chew for a few minutes before it becomes tasteless and instantly forgettable. He brought intellect into the genre, but it cost him everything.

In this first album, Dylan going electric signals the future of the '60s. The protest songs have turned into a more intimate kind of poetry. It's incredible that, so many years later, even he himself is in awe of his songwriting during this period. “It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)” stands as one of the most incredible songs ever written.