cokemachineglow's Scores

  • Music
For 1,772 reviews, this publication has graded:
  • 51% higher than the average critic
  • 3% same as the average critic
  • 46% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 1.3 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Music review score: 71
Highest review score: 100 Art Angels
Lowest review score: 2 Rain In England
Score distribution:
1772 music reviews
    • 60 Metascore
    • 31 Critic Score
    When it is instrumental, it’s “Get It,” which seems a timid remake of Since We Last Spoke’s title track, or it’s “Murs Beat,” which, tellingly, has no Murs. Some of the rest sounds like a softer, more overproduced, and generally shittier version of the Cars. The rest of the rest sounds like something duller than that.
    • 67 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    CocoRosie are clearly talented when they keep things focused; fact is, though, that Noah’s Ark is so steeped in its own random, garbled universe that it makes for a frustrating, unrewarding listen.
    • 37 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Rebirth is career suicide for everybody except for Lil’ Wayne, just as hanging with him drug-wise for a night would be (I see him coaching a new friend, “No, you have to inhale through your eye“).
    • 84 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Yeezus is ultimately most repugnant in how it heedlessly collapses all the value dichotomies that Kanye has mined so fruitfully over the years into one bottomless cesspool of narcissism.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    I am...amused. But it's sort of like the horrific fascination of seeing a train wreck.
    • 64 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Aesthetically the album is an equally awful collection of pabulum, completely derelict in its offerings of arrangements and tones, sanded smooth of its personality and as derivative in its every moment as the bands it’s most derivative of.
    • 71 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Folks, to my ultimate chagrin, this Divine Providence album wallows in such unencumbered, unmoving crap-it breaks my fucking heart.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    The tragedy here is not that this is a mid-nineties retread, though, as much as Corgan’s songwriting is Machina level unmemorable.
    • 65 Metascore
    • 29 Critic Score
    Razorlight is nearly everything wrong with rock and roll today.
    • 61 Metascore
    • 29 Critic Score
    It wants to be danceable, sexy, and a defiant response to the media shitstorm. It's not even that danceable.
    • 66 Metascore
    • 27 Critic Score
    They are a handful of shit, of wan, barely extant songs and feeble musings, of worn gimmickry and careful over-production, aping Sufjan and a dozen others, flung against a cultural brick wall.
    • 52 Metascore
    • 26 Critic Score
    Make Believe finds Cuomo donkey-punching the formaldehyde-soaked corpse of his former glory.
    • 45 Metascore
    • 25 Critic Score
    There are very limited redeeming qualities to this collection of poorly played, badly written tripe.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 25 Critic Score
    Even the fun disco of 'I’m That Chick' is too little, too late for E=MC²--an album that proves just how easy it is for a well-funded virtuoso and the world’s best hitmakers to create a steaming pile of shit.
    • 61 Metascore
    • 24 Critic Score
    Maddeningly diffuse at best, and an engorged sonic clusterfuck at worst.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 23 Critic Score
    The problem this time out isn’t a lack of interesting material, it’s that these aren’t lyrics, these aren’t songs, these are for the most part spoken word stories backed by some of the most horrific and baroque music ever recorded.
    • 57 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Raditude is thoroughly extraneous. It is Weezer’s worst album.
    • 60 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    If it’s funny and not unlistenable, we may have a kitsch classic on our hands, right? No. The third way to describe this album is: reprehensible.
    • 45 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    The problem is that for all the slick operations and glorious machinations of the marketing and production, this band has run out of steam; soulless without being undead.
    • 68 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Substance-free, without a whit of melody or lyricism or artistry but flouncing about in a post-production fantasia, the album made sounds that sounded like music for people who wanted to like music and have music playing near them but make no investment in the enjoyment of such stuff.
    • 54 Metascore
    • 19 Critic Score
    A long collection of awful ideas and recycled ideas in the absence of an Idea.
    • 75 Metascore
    • 17 Critic Score
    There are hardly any virtues to this record at all.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 13 Critic Score
    Tasteless Rolling Stones apers rip off an entire decade of rock music.
    • 47 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    Of all the glaring sonic crimes, it’s Moby’s nonexistent voice that most solidifies Hotel’s future infamy.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    There was a time when he did these things for our id, for our deeply rooted disgust at our own celebrity culture and so at ourselves. But here he’s not standing in for anyone, working himself into a feverish sweat solely for his own satisfaction.
    • 70 Metascore
    • 9 Critic Score
    Sets a new bar for self-consciously unlikeable indie rock.
    • 40 Metascore
    • 2 Critic Score
    Much more attention-getting has been Lil B's ambient mixtape Rain in England, an effort which doesn't seek so much to invert hip-hop as to merely slander it.