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For 3,121 reviews, this publication has graded:
  • 35% higher than the average critic
  • 3% same as the average critic
  • 62% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 7.7 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Music review score: 65
Highest review score: 100 Who Kill
Lowest review score: 0 Fireflies
Score distribution:
  1. Positive: 1,691 out of 3121
  2. Mixed: 1,319 out of 3121
  3. Negative: 111 out of 3121
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    • 54 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Animal
    Just about the only thing Ke$ha makes convincing on Animal is that the current crop of party girls are every bit as soulless as they let on.
    • 39 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Graffiti
    Sadly, the only compelling thing about the incoherent Graffiti is the material (both external and internal) that makes it even less palatable than a simply below-average collection of paint-by-numbers R&B beats.
    • 50 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Shock Value II
    Justin Timberlake and Drake both offer admirable turns, but are forced to operate with unenviably tepid production. The overall laziness of that facet is even more inexcusable coming from one of the most renowned producers of the last decade.
    • 54 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    I Dreamed A Dream
    Because the songs are so riddled with cliches and are largely too familiar, and because the music is so tepid and tasteful to a fault, the album simply isn't able to overcome that lack of depth.
    • 64 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Battle Studies
    It's clear that he's capable of far more than this. What's most puzzling and disappointing about Battle Studies, then, is that its banality seems like a deliberate choice.
    • 61 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Waking Up
    Ultimately, OneRepublic takes what all of those bands already do and pushes it to an even lower common denominator of slick, disposable melodrama.
    • 57 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    Raditude
    Raditude is a thematically vacant and sonically uninspired collection of ditties tailor-made for mainstream radio; it consistently fringes on unlistenable.
    • 67 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    This Is Us
    Most of the songs are just complete misfires.
    • 70 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    The Boy Who Knew Too Much
    Too much of Boy is the bad kind of theatrical, less an album than an aural assault.
    • 44 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Imperial Blaze
    Some singles may work their way loose, but as a whole the album will is too long and monotonous; the affected style of Paul's voice, fine for the occasional single, becomes a grating trial over 21 songs.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Leave This Town
    Chris Daughtry has a real band that plays really serious songs, which are, almost without exception, really, really bad.
    • 43 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    The Rebirth Of Venus
    Were the central conceit not so half-assed and Lee's lyrics not so shallow, Venus might qualify as actively misogynist in a way that could be interesting to engage and dissect. As is, the album is simple to an annoying, tiresome degree.
    • 57 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Tinted Windows
    Listeners are subjected to nothing more than a glorified boy band trying desperately to recapture a second wind.
    • 52 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Slipway Fires
    The rest of the band, a soulless cooperative between Sweden and the U.K., does their best to back him up, issuing rote, lifeless rock tracks that build appropriately to fist-pumping peaks, but it's Borrell's vocals that press this album past mediocrity into embarrassing territory.
    • 72 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Working On A Dream
    Yet despite O'Brien's anemic production, much of the blame for Working On a Dream undoubtedly lies with Springsteen himself; drained of his angry energy, he dribbles out material that's for the most part goofy and painfully bloodless.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Da Realist
    Without a distinguishing voice or idea, Realist feels like the mold from which better rap albums are made, a blank form woefully void of substance or flavor.
    • 60 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Lucky Old Sun
    The album proves how vapid contemporary country can be: Very. Uh-huh.
    • 69 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    The Quilt
    Even a guest verse from Busta Rhymes can't breathe any life into this copy-and-paste mess.
    • 58 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Do You Know
    Curiosity and whatever remains of her pop fanbase will likely give Do You Know a strong start, but it's hard to imagine that it will sustain any momentum or help Simpson build a reputation as a credible artist in Nashville.
    • 76 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Shall Noise Upon
    Their new album, Shall Noise Upon, is intellectually thinner, more musically pedantic, and not quite as tongue-in-cheek.
    • 55 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Look What You Made Me
    Look What You Made Me will burn brightly for a few more weeks on the strength of its club readiness, but with Berg's flaccid delivery, misguided confidence, and no desire to shake up well-worn subject matter, the album should fade into oblivion like so many other disposable pop-rap LPs.
    • 75 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Preteen Weaponry
    Presumably the climax of the whole stumbling, stoned expedition arrives about halfway through the latter half, when some synthy Gregorian chant-style vocals trudge into the mix for a few seconds, but by the time the album reaches its dingy conclusion and fades back into feedback loops and distant alien static noises, Oneida seems to have inadvertently demonstrated only one thing: that, dude, having, like, rad conceptual ideas and high aspirations does not a good album make.
    • 64 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Weezer (Red Album)
    Weezer seems to have driven their old shtick into the ground so perfectly, it almost seems like they've purposely become tired and boring.
    • 78 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Parc Avenue
    It is their failure to do little beyond noodle energetically and evoke the work of others that dooms Parc Avenue to mediocrity.
    • 54 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Mail On Sunday
    He joylessly repeats all the tired tropes of Southern party rap (brand-name fetishizing, drug-trade mythologizing, stripper-bitch glorifying), and the album's best track has already been let out of the bag.
    • 66 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    The Bedlam In Goliath
    Sadly, this album takes sound and fury, signifying nothing, to new depths.
    • 37 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Slick Dogs And Ponies
    Though more adventurous than 2005's "The Best Little Secrets Are Kept," the band's sophomore LP, Slick Dogs and Ponies, still rings soulless at its core.
    • 72 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Free At Last
    It's what Freeway says that continues to disappoint, and it's not for lack of subject matter.
    • 58 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Curtis
    50 doesn't fare any better on the softer side: 'Amusement Park' proves he's one of the worst lyricists alive.... It's not just the metaphors, though, it's the execution.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Double Up
    Unsaved by anything resembling an acceptable musical hook, Kelly's lyrics are uniformly dumb.
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