My favorite St. Vincent album. The sonic palette is incredible - it transports you into a bizarre futuristic world and then rocks (and pops) your face off. Annie Clark's guitar work, vocals and songwriting are spectacular and unique. On the production side, John Congleton delivers a masterpiece.
My favorite AM album. Josh Homme did them well. Alex's compositions reach a new level of maturity. A Matt Helders tour de force.
Criminally underrated. Has a heart that sets them apart from the Strokes and Arctic Monkeys. If you get it, you get it. Spiritual successors to the Clash - fitting that Mick Jones of the Clash produced it.
Pleasantly surprised. I should never have doubted Skrillex. He branches out in a fun and diverse set that keeps the party going and drops one nuclear warhead after another. Easy on the attention span, nothing overstays its welcome. Heats up to the very end and then burns down the entire house. Throw this on at a party, it will get the job done.
Call me crazy, but when I listen to In Utero, I don't hear sadness, I don't hear depression.
I hear joy. I hear reckless abandon and cathartic release. I hear fun. I hear genius at play.
One of the best bands of all time at the top of their game, making exactly what they wanted to make at a time when they had already conquered the world.
Their definitive statement, surpassing Nevermind for me. Milk It and Tourette's are overlooked wild perfection.
Coltrane reaches for something on high, and actually grabs it.
It doesn't hurt that he's accompanied by three other complete masters of their craft.
Elvin Jones murders on the drums. McCoy Tyner is immaculate. Jimmy Garrison rips. These men were on a mission and they brought out the best in each other.
A spiritual experience.
Strip away the image, the story and the controversy, and you're left with a bunch of fantastic rock and roll songs delivered with energy and passion by a hungry young band with a chip on their shoulder. Johnny is a true original among rock vocalists. The band is tight, none of this nonsense about how they couldn't play their instruments. Well, maybe Sid, but he's only on two tracks. Production is flawless. Steve Jones is a riff machine. Paul Cook lays it down flawlessly and plays ... read more
Kevin's overlooked masterpiece of insanity. Took some repeated listens to grow on me, now it's one of my favorite records ever. I place it above Hissing Fauna. It's more ambitious, more diverse and takes more risks. Soaked in Prince, Bowie, and Beatles, but still thoroughly of Montreal. Brilliant record.
For all the talk of the unique sonic textures, wall of noise production, invention of shoegaze, redefinition of the guitar, etc, MBV's secret weapon is their fantastic songwriting. Desert island album.
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