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Albums that absolutely BLEW...
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Aside from the inaudible bass I though Justice was a very well produced album. I love the sound of the bass drum, it's kind of like popping your tongue from the roof of your mouth. Kirk's guitar sounded really solid throughout the entire album. I don't think it was a necessity to hear the bass in the album because Jason was basically playing what James playing.
That's kinda cool, actually.
Yep.I can't believe no one has brought these up yet...
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I'd also like to submit anything that Tool has ever done.
All of the above and:
The Mars Volta - Francis The Mute, MOST UNLISTENABLE ALBUM EVER!! Sounded like it was recorded in LOW RESOLUTION 8-bit digital with PAINFUL digital distortion, it literally hurt your ears to listen to any of it.:scowl:
In addition:
Tool - 10000 Days, A near EXACT Xerox copy of Lateralus. Sorry folks but I'm just not buying their act, too rigidly formulaic and contrived, every song sounds too much alike (Don't they know any other key besides D?).
I love those albums. FTM is one of my alltime favorite records.
Yes - Tormato
I'm a huge Yes, but this one really blew. Also wins my award for worst album title and cover art.
any Marilyn Manson after Golden Age Of Grotesque.
it lacked... well, anything good.
prettymuch any Rage Against the Machine.
IMO pseudo political whinging for the sake of it
and every song sounds the same but with slightly different gimmicky guitar effects.
Also, My Chemical Romance and their album Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge, i liked the music on it for the most part, but since there's nothing going on with the bass or drums and the guitar is such a focus i just wanna say.. all the guitar tones sounds like crap!
all my opinion and stuff.
it lacked... well, anything good.
prettymuch any Rage Against the Machine.
IMO pseudo political whinging for the sake of it
and every song sounds the same but with slightly different gimmicky guitar effects.
Also, My Chemical Romance and their album Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge, i liked the music on it for the most part, but since there's nothing going on with the bass or drums and the guitar is such a focus i just wanna say.. all the guitar tones sounds like crap!
all my opinion and stuff.
I'm no music aficionado or critic, but while they are both in D these two albums sound nothing alike for the most part, IMO. Especially in lyrical content. I guess what I'm saying is that you can definitely tell it is Tool but I find that they sound very different.
I've actually intentionally listened to the whole thing in one sitting - more than once.
...but then I like Varese, Berg, Lighetti, etc.
Chinese Democracy obviousally
A Moment To Burn by Framing Hanley, the first album was awesome, but then this crap came out. Only like 2 or 3 songs worht listening to
Atreyu's Lead Sails, Paper Anchor and The Congregation of the Damned
more...
Edit: Life Starts Now by Three Days Grace. first album was awesome, second meh, now its just trash
A Moment To Burn by Framing Hanley, the first album was awesome, but then this crap came out. Only like 2 or 3 songs worht listening to
Atreyu's Lead Sails, Paper Anchor and The Congregation of the Damned
more...
Edit: Life Starts Now by Three Days Grace. first album was awesome, second meh, now its just trash
Emerson, Lake and Palmer - Love Beach
http://www.vinylrecords.ch/E/EM/Emerson_Lake_Palmer/Love-Beach/love-beach-10.jpg
Just look at those cheezy bastards ...
http://www.vinylrecords.ch/E/EM/Emerson_Lake_Palmer/Love-Beach/love-beach-10.jpg
Just look at those cheezy bastards ...
I never heard a few of these. WHat fun!
Metal Machine Music -- an attempt at 20th century composition? It sounds like Bagppipes in a toilet bowl.
That Kiss concept album. Holy ****erony, I think they suck doing what they normally do but that is beyond horrible.
Tormato is terrible because it's such a low point for Yes.
Metal Machine Music -- an attempt at 20th century composition? It sounds like Bagppipes in a toilet bowl.
That Kiss concept album. Holy ****erony, I think they suck doing what they normally do but that is beyond horrible.
Tormato is terrible because it's such a low point for Yes.
10,000 Days was a brillant album IMO. The bass lines are pretty damn fun to play as well.
I would say that the worst I've heard in along time would be Ascension of the Watchers album. You know, the side project of Burton C. Bell. I just do not think that guy can sing like he thinks he can.
I would say that the worst I've heard in along time would be Ascension of the Watchers album. You know, the side project of Burton C. Bell. I just do not think that guy can sing like he thinks he can.
Here is perhaps the worst song ever recorded worst song ever recorded, on the collection of the worse "Best Of" collection.... EVER!
A little background. It’s my junior year in college, 1991. One of my friends, Robert, was a big believer in the Rolling Stone album review staff. For him, they were THE authority on music, good vs bad. If the album received a five star rating, Tower Records in Fresno would be sure of at least one sale, such was Rob’s almost religious confidence in the RS reviews. Rob would soon learn of the consequences of blind trust in anything Rolling Stone.
In an issue released early that year, the reviewers gave a “Best Of” album a “Five Star” rating. The group was an old sixties act called “The Move“. Hardly anyone stateside would know of them, but they would, with drummer Bev Bevan and later Jeff Lynne in this project, later to become the creative core of ELO. Lots of good music from them, so “The Move” would have to show a spark things to come. Right?
One would think.
Well, upon purchasing the album, Rob headed to his house to play this RS anointed “Great collection of fine songs”. I got a call from him demanding that I must hear this album. He wouldn’t tell me why, but he was laughing on the phone as he made his request. Ten minutes later we were in front of my speakers, stereo remote in hand, finger on the CD play button. I couldn’t believe my ears. The music coming from the speaker cones was, by far, the worst thing I had ever had the “joy” of listening to. It was soooo bad I had to hear the whole collection. The whole of the album comes across as something of a disk that mysteriously and unfortunately managed to escape to our universe from an alternate dimension, as the band sounds like The Shaggs on a bad acid trip. In this universe, instead of joining forming Black Sabbath, Ozzie Osbourn sings for the Demented Archies instead.
There are two songs that stand out as being the most merciless bad things ever burned into a vinyl disk. One is called “Disturbance”.Disturbance. It starts out somewhat OK, but devolves into a screaming, grunting mess at the end, as if to prove the character being described in the is really insane. But the piece de resistance is a song called (Here We Go Round) The Lemon Tree. Here are the lyrics. Enjoy!
There’s a girl next door to me who’s round the bend
But she wonders why she can’t make any friends
From her garden she could see me
In her silver plaid bikini
Singing, dancing round her fruit
Here we go round the lemon tree
Mister can you hear me
Here we go round the lemon tree
Mister don’t come near me
Would I calm her down by throwing stones at her
If only I could make the right approach to her
Think I’d rather tame the tiger
Turn those lemons into cider
Still I’d like to get beside her
CHORUS
(silly bridge with violins)
Morning came and into action went my plans
Went to meet her dressed in bright green underpants
I crept in and sang discretely
Seemed to change her mind completely
Danced together singing sweetly
Here we go round… blah, blah, blah
Sad thing is the more I listen to it, the more I start to like it. This must be some cruel form of brainwashing!
A little background. It’s my junior year in college, 1991. One of my friends, Robert, was a big believer in the Rolling Stone album review staff. For him, they were THE authority on music, good vs bad. If the album received a five star rating, Tower Records in Fresno would be sure of at least one sale, such was Rob’s almost religious confidence in the RS reviews. Rob would soon learn of the consequences of blind trust in anything Rolling Stone.
In an issue released early that year, the reviewers gave a “Best Of” album a “Five Star” rating. The group was an old sixties act called “The Move“. Hardly anyone stateside would know of them, but they would, with drummer Bev Bevan and later Jeff Lynne in this project, later to become the creative core of ELO. Lots of good music from them, so “The Move” would have to show a spark things to come. Right?
One would think.
Well, upon purchasing the album, Rob headed to his house to play this RS anointed “Great collection of fine songs”. I got a call from him demanding that I must hear this album. He wouldn’t tell me why, but he was laughing on the phone as he made his request. Ten minutes later we were in front of my speakers, stereo remote in hand, finger on the CD play button. I couldn’t believe my ears. The music coming from the speaker cones was, by far, the worst thing I had ever had the “joy” of listening to. It was soooo bad I had to hear the whole collection. The whole of the album comes across as something of a disk that mysteriously and unfortunately managed to escape to our universe from an alternate dimension, as the band sounds like The Shaggs on a bad acid trip. In this universe, instead of joining forming Black Sabbath, Ozzie Osbourn sings for the Demented Archies instead.
There are two songs that stand out as being the most merciless bad things ever burned into a vinyl disk. One is called “Disturbance”.Disturbance. It starts out somewhat OK, but devolves into a screaming, grunting mess at the end, as if to prove the character being described in the is really insane. But the piece de resistance is a song called (Here We Go Round) The Lemon Tree. Here are the lyrics. Enjoy!
There’s a girl next door to me who’s round the bend
But she wonders why she can’t make any friends
From her garden she could see me
In her silver plaid bikini
Singing, dancing round her fruit
Here we go round the lemon tree
Mister can you hear me
Here we go round the lemon tree
Mister don’t come near me
Would I calm her down by throwing stones at her
If only I could make the right approach to her
Think I’d rather tame the tiger
Turn those lemons into cider
Still I’d like to get beside her
CHORUS
(silly bridge with violins)
Morning came and into action went my plans
Went to meet her dressed in bright green underpants
I crept in and sang discretely
Seemed to change her mind completely
Danced together singing sweetly
Here we go round… blah, blah, blah
Sad thing is the more I listen to it, the more I start to like it. This must be some cruel form of brainwashing!
With the exception of the more egregious examples of Pop, such as Justin Beaver or Miley Cyrus and her doppelgängers, I tend to spend more time enjoying music than hating on it.
*Cough.*
*Cough.*
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then i suspect the joke's on you. IIRC, that "album" was just lou reed's "F**k You!" to a record company that had him under contract to put out an album whether he wanted to or not. i doubt he himself even listened to the whole thing.
as for the shaggs, i've seen bands like that locally, one in particular from way back called "the worthless dizzys". they were an all-girl trio that was bizarrely bad, but enthusiastic, with matching black outfits and cool-ass black and white rickenbacker gear.
they thought they were just a normal rock band rockin' out, while people in the crowd knew better but loved them anyway.
i finally "got it" when i figured out that they weren't artists creating something, but were themselves art, however unknowingly.
Anything ELP ever committed to vinyl. The horrid Moog patches, the horribly inept meaningless lyrics, the annoying solos, Lake's voice, the pathetic vandalism of classical music without the dynamics, the fur coats the gongs and the rugs onstage. Everything about them seemed to have preempted the bloated cocain-fueled narcicism of Fleetwood Mac's Rumours and Tusk (to name just two examples of where that all went).
Once again, IMHO, Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd. I prefer the Syd Barrett material, and the 1969-1972 spacerock stuff where they fiddled around with tape delays onstage. TDSOTM might be THE album to test your stereo hifi system with, but the concept of that album is pathetically basic and hypocritical. When Britain was in economic ruin do you want some well pampered, well fed rock stars singing Money in your faces?
To me, Wish You Were Here is the most boring album ever. Every song has a lumbering slow pace to it, and the cross fading doesn't help. It is like being fed Black Forest Gateux through a pipe surgically implanted down your throat for an hour. Shine On You Crazy Diamond takes several minutes to do anything at all, and all the soundscapey layers do not help. The lyrics are a banal and poorly-versed homage to a band mate Pink Floyd actually kicked out themselves then helped spread the disinformation about his mental state. Welcome To the Machine is another "Bwaaaah, lets kick against the system whilst lapping up the economic benefits of said system" bit of ill-thought-out slow-tempo yawn fest. Have a Cigar furthers this hipocracy by lampooning the same middle-men that made sure Pink Floyd had good publicity in America when their stage show basically comprised of four greasy scruffy dudes playing beaten instruments with a few coloured lights and a 16mm projector. Wish You Were Here itself is one of those tracks every tin-eared guitard seems hell bent on learning once they get past the more ovbious Tenacious D covers to try and give them a bit of depth. There is only so many drunken half-remembered "Two Lost Souls Swimming in a Fish Bowl" moments you can endure before the specialness of the situation tarnishes completely. Another ball-achingly hypocritical "tribute" to Syd Barrett (we honestly do feel sorry for you, you stupid crazy acid casualty), this song also plods along with Waters' clumsy lyrics and Gilmours passable acoustic pastiche (is it just me or did it take Gilmour a decade+ to find his own voice/sound and in the end he took to singing AOR rubbish like Learning to Fly in an American accent, then got completely fat). Rounding off the album is another unneccessary trip on the good ship Shine On You Crazy Diamond. This time the track is slightly more uptempo (still walking pace mind) and punctuated (like other tracks on the album) with Rick Wright's frought and overbearing lead Moog work giving the whole track a needlessly panic-laiden feel.
When people call Animals Pink Floyd's punk album you know something is seriously wrong.
Once again, IMHO, Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd. I prefer the Syd Barrett material, and the 1969-1972 spacerock stuff where they fiddled around with tape delays onstage. TDSOTM might be THE album to test your stereo hifi system with, but the concept of that album is pathetically basic and hypocritical. When Britain was in economic ruin do you want some well pampered, well fed rock stars singing Money in your faces?
To me, Wish You Were Here is the most boring album ever. Every song has a lumbering slow pace to it, and the cross fading doesn't help. It is like being fed Black Forest Gateux through a pipe surgically implanted down your throat for an hour. Shine On You Crazy Diamond takes several minutes to do anything at all, and all the soundscapey layers do not help. The lyrics are a banal and poorly-versed homage to a band mate Pink Floyd actually kicked out themselves then helped spread the disinformation about his mental state. Welcome To the Machine is another "Bwaaaah, lets kick against the system whilst lapping up the economic benefits of said system" bit of ill-thought-out slow-tempo yawn fest. Have a Cigar furthers this hipocracy by lampooning the same middle-men that made sure Pink Floyd had good publicity in America when their stage show basically comprised of four greasy scruffy dudes playing beaten instruments with a few coloured lights and a 16mm projector. Wish You Were Here itself is one of those tracks every tin-eared guitard seems hell bent on learning once they get past the more ovbious Tenacious D covers to try and give them a bit of depth. There is only so many drunken half-remembered "Two Lost Souls Swimming in a Fish Bowl" moments you can endure before the specialness of the situation tarnishes completely. Another ball-achingly hypocritical "tribute" to Syd Barrett (we honestly do feel sorry for you, you stupid crazy acid casualty), this song also plods along with Waters' clumsy lyrics and Gilmours passable acoustic pastiche (is it just me or did it take Gilmour a decade+ to find his own voice/sound and in the end he took to singing AOR rubbish like Learning to Fly in an American accent, then got completely fat). Rounding off the album is another unneccessary trip on the good ship Shine On You Crazy Diamond. This time the track is slightly more uptempo (still walking pace mind) and punctuated (like other tracks on the album) with Rick Wright's frought and overbearing lead Moog work giving the whole track a needlessly panic-laiden feel.
When people call Animals Pink Floyd's punk album you know something is seriously wrong.
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