Los Angeles Times' Scores

For 1,599 reviews, this publication has graded:
  • 62% higher than the average critic
  • 3% same as the average critic
  • 35% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 0.1 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Music review score: 73
Highest review score: 100 Chemtrails Over the Country Club
Lowest review score: 25 The New Game
Score distribution:
1599 music reviews
    • 37 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    Three new tracks (including a dreamy take on the gospel standard "His Eye Is on the Sparrow") provide a glimmer of what Stone might accomplish if he ever rouses himself more fully.
    • 64 Metascore
    • 25 Critic Score
    She does herself no favors by choosing consistently bland material, and her third album does nothing to dispel the sense that Rowland should be more selective.
    • 67 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    The jokes are reasonably funny and the riffs rock reasonably hard. But Argos never convinces you that his unlikely persistence is paying off.
    • 46 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    Coming from a star whose weekly "Idol" pronouncements emphasize the value of charisma, "Love?" definitely disappoints.
    • 72 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    Basic Instinct offers enough android booty bass action to satisfy those who like their rhythms complicated but repetitive and hooks foreseeable from a mile away, but pleasant enough when they arrive.
    • 77 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    Too many of these 16 hazy, half-crazy tracks sound like undercooked studio goofs recorded in the wee hours by Albarn and his impressive circle of celebrity pals.
    • 37 Metascore
    • 25 Critic Score
    "Rebirth" deserves its reputation as one of the worst albums of the year so far. With luck, Wayne will return to what he does best -- and soon.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    Editors' ponderously titled third album is a disappointing reversion to form, with listless melodies, gloopy, synth-heavy arrangements and corny lyrics that might pass for sly goth-culture satire if Smith didn't deliver them with such self-serious bravado.
    • 39 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    A handful of lovingly arranged power ballads were evidently designed to illuminate the singer's remorse over the Rihanna incident. Yet Brown doesn't seem up to the task of contrition.
    • 57 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    Endicott had a hand in penning the excellent title track from Shakira's new album "She Wolf." Perhaps he can preserve some of that creative spark for his own band's next endeavor.
    • 52 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    Most of the material, though, tends toward a flavorless pop-rock sound that doesn't even do much to flatter Allen's appealingly rumpled vocals.
    • 52 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    The Circle shows off Bon Jovi's still-sharp knack for wedding blandly optimistic sentiments to predictably soaring choruses. Unfortunately, it's getting pretty hard to tell one song from the next.
    • 48 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    There are a few glimmers of hope; Tisdale has said her heroes are Pat Benatar and Kelly Clarkson. But to succeed in the crowded hallways of teen pop, she'll have to be as fearless a misfit as those two bad girls--and not feel guilty about it in the morning.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    The album's sound is raw, but "raw," even in the Americana circles that Son Volt travels in, doesn't always equate with primal power. Sometimes it's just undercooked.
    • 42 Metascore
    • 25 Critic Score
    The idea of Cornell's sex-god wail over Timbaland's mechanized funk is appealing. But Scream draws out the worst tendencies in both of them.
    • 67 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    On 'Human' you can hear Brandy striving (understandably) to express herself, yet the result rarely rises above diary-entry tedium.
    • 50 Metascore
    • 25 Critic Score
    The album's gooey, mid-tempo grind at best evokes System of a Down stripped of ambition and eccentricity, and might elicit sympathy with whatever culprit is running around that no-stoplight town.
    • 58 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    The record is larded with awkward modernist R&B, Christian semaphore ballads like 'You Can' and warm-milk mewling that makes David Cook, Archuleta's "Idol" foe, sound like Robert Plant.
    • 51 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    Doll Domination is a series of signifiers to other, more interesting, moments in recent pop culture.
    • 72 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    Jeezy's sonic sins would be partially pardonable were The Recession to flash any hint of fun or humor. Instead, the street-cred-consumed caricature is more content to rip off Tupac Shakur ("Hustlaz Ambition") and write abominable hooks.
    • 54 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    There is some of the old energy here, thanks in part to the presence of drummer Tommy Lee, who drives 'Down at the Whisky' and 'Chicks=Trouble' like somebody with a head full of stimulants. Yet the album lacks the tune-craft that once made vintage Crüe such hits as 'Dr. Feelgood' and 'Kickstart My Heart' so appealing.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    She has to, you know, sing. You can tell she's not into it.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    Last Night feels like a cold academic exercise, as though Moby were compiling a collection of beats for future examination by an alien race curious about our after-hours ways.
    • 55 Metascore
    • 25 Critic Score
    His music... exerts the allure of the most seductive pop, but does so with the calculation of a predator.
    • 64 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    Peel away the accessibility of his fluffy debut and there's nothing but major-label album fodder.
    • 57 Metascore
    • 38 Critic Score
    Like cotton candy, the food group she most resembles, what may seem like a mouthful for a moment is gone in the blink of an eye, leaving a sweet aftertaste and empty calories behind. [22 Aug 2006]
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    • 50 Metascore
    • 38 Critic Score
    For most of the album, she sounds like any other self-absorbed teen, yearning to be Alanis, Gwen and even Stevie Nicks. [6 Dec 2005]
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    • 43 Metascore
    • 38 Critic Score
    Her singing is not convincing in the least. [16 Oct 2005]
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    • 60 Metascore
    • 38 Critic Score
    Kelly's whole approach is familiar and threadbare. [3 Jul 2005]
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    • 47 Metascore
    • 38 Critic Score
    For all her lovesick panting, pleading and purring, Ashanti is never emotionally engaged with the songs, which aren't worth the trouble anyway. [2 Jan 2005]
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