Clash Music's Scores

  • Music
For 1,052 reviews, this publication has graded:
  • 60% higher than the average critic
  • 3% same as the average critic
  • 37% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 0.5 points higher than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Music review score: 72
Highest review score: 100 Goodbye Yellow Brick Road [40th Anniversary Edition]
Lowest review score: 10 Cardiology
Score distribution:
1,052 music reviews
    • 73 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    B-Room is offensively inoffensive.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Plods along with an overproduced pompousness that falls somewhere between boring and annoying.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Of course groups should look to change and evolve, but this is solipsism at its worst.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    This album might satiate the seasoned Kasabian fan, but for anyone else it just comes across as the dated output of false prophets.
    • 60 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Moby’s attempts to paper over a demonstrable lack of songwriting inspiration with grand string arrangements and a sequence of guest collaborators only emphasises the tedium here.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    The classical elements are independently pleasing--as you’d expect when elements of Shostakovich, Mozart and so on are used--but by drenching it all in commercial dance production, the supposed ‘fusion’ becomes a bastardisation.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Anna is full of uninspired and recycled riffs starkly illuminated by the God awful woe-is-me-I’m-northern lyrics.
    • 57 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    'Electra heart' is an ingloriously languid statement of Marina's demise, the final stamp of disapproval on her flailing excuse of a musical career.
    • 53 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    It’s all very pretty sounding on paper, but in reality lazily produced and poorly written.
    • 53 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    To account for the offensively retrospective nature of this trawl of commonplace dance-floor garbage (we're talking Coldplay, Candi Staton and Justice), I must assume, first, that they spent the last two years in a timewarp somewhere between 1993 and 2006. And secondly, that they spent this time in trashy commercial nightclubs, where glowsticks never die, dancefloors rotate and there's a price reduction for hen parties.
    • 51 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    As his flow goes off at a regular double time that his chart-scaling peers can only dislocate their jaws for, Dizzee’s personality shrinks into a tediously shallow pool of female ogling, obeying your thirst and his latest holiday snaps.
    • 50 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    This latest offering is meandering chirpy slobber that sounds more boy band than ever.