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Another cool chill-out album.
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Entertainment WeeklyIt's a formula, but damn if it isn't still effective. [17 May 2002, p.74]
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MixerThe most poignant artistic statement of his career. [May 2002, p.70]
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Q MagazineA more coherent album [than Play], it enchances rather than advances his previous approach, proving superior to its predecessor because its music is more sensitive, its emotions more personal, and what's on offer is a closer, more inviting experience. [May 2002, p.105]
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He has created a record that might not be as wildly eclectic on the surface as Play, and it certainly lacks club-hits on the level of "Bodyrock" or "South Side," but it's a warm, enveloping, humanistic record with real emotional resonance, which surely is a noteworthy artistic step forward.
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BlenderFor the most part, the formula still works fine. [Jun/Jul 2002, p.107]
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Alternative Press18 makes Play sound like a what-if experiment in techno blues; now Moby sounds like he means it as much as his sampler does. [May 2002, p.77]
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UrbA sprawling, ambitious 18-track effort that's hardly the cash-in it could've been. [May 2002, p.115]
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Most of 18 is pleasant but unchallenging and unremarkable.
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So 18 is neither a retread of Play nor a departure from it. It's pop music the way Moby has always heard it: a frantic dance of different sounds and styles, banging into the wall a time or two but hitting sublimely beautiful highs along the way.
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Moby continues to do on 18 what hes always done best, and that is to fuse disparate musical styles with a pop sensibility, while maintaining a moody, almost gothic theme.
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MojoYou finish listening to 18 feeling as if you've heard a decaffeinated version of Play. [June 2002, p.98]
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At its best, 18 is a mesmerizing negotiation of the gap between mainstream tastes and underground allegiances. As a whole, though, it's too stuck in its in-between space to step beyond an uninspiring middle ground.
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The follow-up to 'Play' is, essentially, 'Re-Play', a cynical rehash of the melancholic-yet-strangely-uplifting schtick which sold ten million albums and soundtracked every single advert of the last three years.
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An attempted retread that feels more driven by commerce than conviction and suffers as a result.
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The lead single, the excellent, Bowie-ish wibbler 'We Are All Made Of Stars' is a total red herring. The other 67 minutes and 17 tracks are 'Play' Redux; familiar-sounding "oh-lord-my-dog's-just-died" samples over shopworn pianos and strings, straining to be epic but lacking the crucial element of surprise that made 'Play' sound so innovative.
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UncutA mostly thin and needlessly morose album. [Jun 2002, p.108]
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Nearly every song sounds like either a redux of or reject from its predecessor.
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It still wouldnt come off so badly if Moby took his old sounds and improved them, but he doesnt.
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As a follow-up, 18 plays it safer than a quadruple-condomed fundamentalist Christian at an abstinence rally.
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Moby is no auteur, a fact made painfully clear by his terrible new album, 18, which revisits the already derivative territory of Play.
Awards & Rankings
User score distribution:
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Positive: 26 out of 32
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Mixed: 3 out of 32
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Negative: 3 out of 32
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[Anonymous]Jun 3, 2002c00li0!
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GwenT.May 26, 2002Another good one.
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Jun 25, 2012Keeping the style that he had from his Play album, Moby