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There are great songs all over the first three albums but much of the rest of Foo Fighters to me (including this) sounds like the absolute antithesis of the rock underground Dave Grohl actually came from– just hairy-bollocked “real man” “proper rock” music. When they excel– an impassioned vocal over a great melody like Times Like These, or reflective songs like Miracle and Walking after You– they are fantastic. I don’t mind Butch Vig (post-Nirvana) and his shiny surfaces– they work fine for a lot of big-balls rock songs without making them sound too commercial. But there are just way too many Nickelback-y MOR drivetime FF songs like this already.
I am SO glad someone has finally said that about Wonderwall. Oasis wrote a hundred songs better than that one. I just don’t get it. And DM is way more consistent than Morning Glory for sure– the way the momentum is sustained through the album is fantastic, it just never lets up until right at the end.
Yann, I agree wholeheartedly with 90% of what you say but the working class didn’t become “repressed” during Thatcher’s reign and even less so in Blair’s. True enough that the manufacturing industries were radically depleted, but a key tenet of Thatcherism was that anyone who had entrepreneurial spirit and the ambition to succeed was encouraged to realise their dream, regardless of background. And the Gallaghers bought into that ethos as much as anyone. As a result the “working class” in its traditional sense, even the class system as a whole, is now something of an anachronistic concept in our country– like so many other things the lines have blurred– you only need to look at the regeneration of our once most depressed cities (including Manchester) for proof. However complacent they became in later years, I’ll always take my hat off to the Gallaghers (and their backing band) for this debut which as a 22-year-old in 1994 was pretty much the most thrilling record I’d ever heard, and remains so to this day.
She sounds a bit like the singer from Blonde Redhead. Being tortured with a hot poker.
Does nobody else love Stylo? Maybe it’s just me, but that would be in my Top 3.
Clap Your Hands Say Yeah– Only Run.
Something really special happened when these guys were playing together– and this is a writeup worthy of their output– they had only the most tangential of connections to Britpop and were all the better for it. Life’s an Ocean, Space and Time, and Velvet Morning are the ones not on this list that hold up best for me.
In It for the Money is not just one of the best Britpop albums but one of the best albums of the ’90s, period. Totally uplifting– a perfect Friday night record with not a single sliver of filler.
It took about 5 seconds for this to be the best thing I’ve heard this year so far. Just brilliant
Truth. Not to be too nerdy about this, but I also listen to One Foot in the Grave (partly for comedy value) much more than Guero or Midnite V. I loved the shit out of Modern Guilt, too.