Can’pick a favorite. All of Abbey Road.
The Vultures of industry love a corpse they can market, but this is in bad taste to capitalize like this on an everyday object turned morbid by personal events. It’s not an instrument and it’s not in a period museum meant to honor Curtis, so what is it? An overpriced morbid curiosity item?
Isn’t this a cover song? “This ain’t no party/This ain’t no disco/This ain’t no fooling around.”
Black, Alive, Release, Better Man, Animal.
Madonna’s Pool Boy still frontin’? “Jesus ain’t down with Yeezus, but neither is Ol’ Scratch/Dog jus’ be humpin’ to get Ciccone snatch.” –Li’l Kribz
I prefer the pre-Joe Walsh albums for their mellow country flavor. So, “Peaceful Easy Feeling,” “Take It Easy,” “Lyin’ Eyes” and “Witchy Woman.”
Move away from the Bros. Gibb, please. There’s too mucn of this faux-disco out there today.
Aaron Neville wants his schtick back. When’s this dude gonna start covering Billy Ocean?
“The Obvious Child”"
Perfect Day, Heroin (but, I hate heroin), Romeo and Juliet, Last Great American Whale, Satellite of Love…
Good Vibrations, God Only Knows, Surf’s Up, Sloop John B, I Just Wasn’t Made for These Times
Bad songcraft, as exhibited by the awkward way the phrasing plays out here.
All of “London Calling,” except “Lovers Rock” “I live by the river…”
Utter crap, even if it was used as a backing track. Why press this on vinyl?
Too much reverb.
Probably Abbey Road because it flows perfectly from start to finish and sounds like an intentional and continuous song cycle.
Probably “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest” or “The Shining.” Neither film’s entirely true to their in-print antecedent, but Jack Nicholson’s Randle McMurphy and Jack Torrance add vivid dimension to the characters. And, Milos Forman and Stanley Kubrick’s masterful direction also raise the bar.
“Pocahontas” by Neil Young
“Bleached Bones” by Isle of Skye: http://isleofskye.bandcamp.com/track/bleached-bones
Sheesh, that’s a lotta product. $415 is some lucre.
Who can play favorites. “One,” “Mysterious Ways,” “Who’s Gonna Ride Your Wild Horses,” “Acrobat,” “Love Is Blindness” and “Until the End of the World.”
Hard to pick a favorite. The title track, “Shine On You Crazy Diamond” and “Welcome to the Machine” are favorites.
I remember sitting in my friend Tony’s car, when he slid “Nevermind” into his CD player. I was no newcomer to punk and indie rock, so initially I was underwhelmed as “Smells Like Teen Spirit” played. I said to Tony, “This is just another punk band.” The second listen through it dawned on me… this is a punk band. I knew it wasn’t a mail-order suburban skater and music head thing anymore. At that point in time, it felt legitimizing and vindicating because misfits of all stripes took such abuse all the time from dull unimaginative people. It was a musical watershed and a bonafide classic with all kinds of unintended consequences.