One of my favorite debut's from a band I am convinced is God's favorite. All of QOTSAs work can be characterized as somewhat mean spirited in nature (especially lyric-wise), but few of their recent albums OOZE the meanness like the very beginning baby. Oh yes, this album doesn't play by your daddy's rules. I personally can't listen to this album unless I'm wasted on Heineken in a taco bell parking lot at 3am. Spinners of this record beware, you might get arrested. In all seriousness, this album ... read more
PSYCHEDELLIC COWBOY METAL. Three words I would use to describe the prime era of the legendary gun slinging, line sniffing rock band Motorhead. Something that this group does phenomenally, especially on overkill (my personal favorite from their discography), is balance face melting riffs and solos with also being the chillest shit ever. Seriously. There's just something about this album that fits my brain like a rubber glove. I'm addicted. RIP to all three goats in this original lineup.
One of the most intensely emotional albums of all time, yet delivered with the subtlety of a whisper. When an artist makes a self titled record, it better be good, and this album is bonafide. The progression of songs flows smooth and easy like warm milk and honey to tickle your ears. Rest In Peace Elliott.
I LOVE BRITISH PEOPLE I LOVE BRITISH PEOPLE. This album is the DADDY to the Brit pop movement, and that by no means means it’s outdated. Whatever bickering blur and oasis ever did, was all to appease their tough love father the stone roses, who’s career kicked off with this star studded debut.
Wonderful record. This album never skips a beat with over an hour of diabolical space rock grunge indie flowing right into your happy little ears