One of the absolute finest of the “singer-songwriter” stuff from the late 60s. Pop perfection really. Her voice is quirky, her influences are not rock, and her lyrics are oddly fascinating. She was a one-of-a-kind artist: out of step and lovely. She died far too young. This album was called More Than A New Discovery when it was first released on Verve in 1967, First Songs is the Columbia reissue. I like the original title better. Whatever you wanna call it, call it sublime.
My fave of Ariana Grande’s albums. “No Tears Left To Cry” has a melody worthy of her gorgeous voice and “God Is A Woman” is sexy soul that borders on gospel.
This one, along with their first album, makes a strong statement. You can decide what that statement is. I saw them in LA about a month or so ago and they were wonderful. There was true joy in the performance. Abigail is a captivating front woman and I just love Emily Roberts so much. She is an Eno pixie who plays a mean guitar. “This Is The Killer Speaking” is killer and the bonus song added to the deluxe edition, “Knocking At The Sky” is a love song to LA that they premiered on the night I saw them. Listen Listen
Another masterpiece. Everyone should know this album. Roxy was just too cool for school and one of the more influential bands of their time. Where would Duran Duran be without them? Hell, an entire sub-genre of rock music probably wouldn’t exist without them or David Bowie. And like Bowie, they were sexy and suave and swinging.
If I could give this album a rating of 15, I would. I can’t be objective about The Beatles because they are the alpha and omega for me. They were my first love, the springboard for all my musical discoveries, and they saved my life more than a few times. This is the desert island album of all desert island albums. Although I prefer the American version over the canonical UK, I won’t quibble too much. The American version was the one that I grew up, it flows better, and has a more consistent feel or vibe.
Love it. For now I’m only rating perfect albums—no time for being negative—and this album is perfect. It’s funky and funny and bizarre and cool and political and fun…
LA punk. This is such an amazing record. Energy all the way through and so melodic too. One of those records that one wishes could be heard for the first time again. Over and over. If you don’t love this album you hate music. Just kidding. No I’m not.
I hated this album the first time I heard it. Gut reaction. For whatever reason I hung in there and eventually got it. It’s pretty wonderful. Like nothing else then or now.
I love it. One of my favorites from the last few years. She has a hypnotizing voice, the arrangements are interesting, the songs are solid, and it has a great vibe. It’s modern and 70’s sounding at the same time. I don’t like comparing artists but I realize context is sometimes needed: this album is kinda like Todd Rundgren producing Joni Mitchell with a splash of Marti Jones. Hope that helps. “Add Up My Love” is so fine.
I love U2 to a point. This album was huge. Unless you were there in 1987 and remember waiting to hear the radio premiere of “With Or Without You”, you can’t know the hype and excitement. Is it overrated? Yes. Does it hold up? Mostly. I have too many connections and memories caught up in its grooves. Some I look back on fondly and some embarrass me. That’s about it. War is a better album and Unforgettable Fire is probably best. Or vice versa.
Bruce has been getting too much shit lately because of his politics. He hasn’t changed but apparently the audience has. The fact is, he has always been a great songwriter and performer. This is a wonderful album. Of its time but better. Those who dig him will argue over what is his best (It’s The River). The title song is a classic, “Thunder Road” is a killer opener, and “Jungleland” is a sublime closer.
Oasis is cool. A bit overblown. Too full of themselves and not original enough. Noel is/was the talent and Liam is a mediocre lead singer. “Live Forever” is their best song but it’s on another album.