Spin's Scores

  • Music
For 3,329 reviews, this publication has graded:
  • 50% higher than the average critic
  • 3% same as the average critic
  • 47% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 2.8 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Music review score: 69
Highest review score: 100 Takk...
Lowest review score: 0 Noah's Ark
Score distribution:
3,329 music reviews
    • 58 Metascore
    • 33 Critic Score
    Doesn't build much on the Buffett ease and placeless island rhythms of Johnson's previous albums, but hey, ambition is for the ambitious. [Apr 2005, p.102]
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    • 59 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Buying the latests CD from a novelty act is like sitting on the same whoopee cushion twice. [Oct 2000, p.180]
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    • 70 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    One jaded plod after another. [June 2001, p.155]
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    • 64 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    For such a propulsive controversy-magnet, her new album is awfully toothless and indistinct.
    • 48 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    No. [Jan 2003, p.99]
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    • 82 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    The Moon and Antarctica does show Modest Mouse willing to change. Too bad it wasn't for the better.... Mistaking subject for style, Modest Mouse has chosen to accentuate on a tendency to drift rather than an ability to write emotionally effective songs.
    • 79 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Greenspan turns the pathos of 2004's Last Exit into nearly intolerable bathos, with the beats now noticeably dragging. [Oct 2006, p.98]
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    • 66 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    A tepid effort that bogs down their previously rugged and introspective rock with power-ballad vibrato, lurid over-orchestration, and petulantly vague lyrics. [Feb 2007, p.83]
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    • 53 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Bring on the Comets is ultimately a bland regression. [Sep 2007, p.138]99
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    • 47 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    If singer Justin Warfield had a sense of humor about himself, that wouldn't be such a bummer; as is, Forever seems to go on for about that long. [Nov 2007, p.124]
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    • 47 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    The rest of the album plods with formulaic, hormone-heavy Kelly Clarkson outtakes, or perhaps Liz Phair during her bleak, sparkly descent.
    • 43 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Amid spoken-word interludes and I'd-like- to-buy-the-world-a-Coke-style choirs, only Lee's innate melodic gift saves him from total embarrassment.
    • 65 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    The emo-punk angst is cut with little of the band's trademark wit or ingenuity: Most of the songs plod bloodlessly to an inevitable, pointless climax of noise, sour humor, and teen nihilism.
    • 56 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Here's the Crystal Method with a not-so-fresh batch of rave-rock jock jams seemingly designed to advertise a car you can no longer afford.
    • 56 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Turgid even for the genre, Artwork will make you hate yourself for singing along with tricky standouts like 'Empty With You.'
    • 55 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Playing to splintered attention spans, This Is War insistently splices bits of other artists' work into a facile crescendo of mega-angst and ephemeral drama.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Sir Paul McCartney has made an utterly forgettable, featherweight record designed primarily to appeal to Sir Paul McCartney.
    • 73 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    We get big-budget bloat, lifeless lines, and none of the warmth or reality that would cause any label to take interest in the first place.
    • 52 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Maybe the Ting Tings have pulled some sort of Lou Reed maneuver here. Maybe this is their Lulu.
    • 42 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Kreay indulges the full breadth of her influences, turning Somethin into a series of wan genre studies.
    • 56 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Clinging to the guest stars is crucial to getting through this thing--pros like Courtney Noelle provide basic hooks where the headliner's own horrible mantras ("I got so much," "Fall asleep") fail completely.
    • 50 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Hotel California is inexcusable. It may be the least creative major-label rap album in recent memory.
    • 72 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    The result has to feel like a studio adventure! Whereas Daft Punk’s Random Access Memories was lavishly rich, Smith’s treatment of his session players manages to flatten all human serendipity and rhythmic nuance.
    • 50 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Britney Jean may chart respectably because it leads the most musically uneventful December in years, but it will soon fade like "Perfume," because there's zilch in the way of humanity here.
    • 47 Metascore
    • 25 Critic Score
    [The Datsuns] now sound unfit to carry the Donnas' jockstraps. [Oct 2004, p.120]
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    • 37 Metascore
    • 25 Critic Score
    These hammerheads still sound like the touring company of Grunge-a-Mania. [Jan 2004, p.100]
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    • 49 Metascore
    • 25 Critic Score
    His tunes and/or jokes plop out like forced turds. [Mar 2005, p.92]
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    • 72 Metascore
    • 25 Critic Score
    Spastically twee, painfully saccharine. [Jun 2005, p.108]
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    • 55 Metascore
    • 25 Critic Score
    While Transplants' self-titled debut caught the trio at that moment when the third-beer buzz kicks in... the new record seems to have picked up several pints and bong hits later, when shit starts to get grisly. [Aug 2005, p.96]
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    • 58 Metascore
    • 25 Critic Score
    People from New York trying to sound like people from England trying to imagine what Neil Young would sound like if he were in Coldplay. [Oct 2005, p.137]
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    • 52 Metascore
    • 25 Critic Score
    Listening to this disc sorta gives new meaning to the phrase virgin sacrifice. [Oct 2005, p.142]
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    • 70 Metascore
    • 25 Critic Score
    He tries hepcat jazz-piano bop and balladry with pitiful results. [May 2006, p.91]
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    • 53 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    But it's not Eve 6's purely commercial aspirations that makes them so horrid...
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    • 67 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    By the time one gets to the final track, a head-scratching take on Pink Floyd's "Wish You Were Here," the overall effect is a decidedly uncomfortable numbness.
    • 54 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    The music, such as it is, is a river of fat-free, dirt-free, melody-free jazz Olestra. [Feb 2002, p.112]
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    • 73 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Sounds like the Band in a coma. [Jul 2006, p.82]
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    • 60 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    X's overlong albums have always been exhausting, and this time he sounds bored and fatigued. [Sep 2006, p.100]
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    • 67 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    You've heard these overheated tales of wild girls and outlaw boys many times before. [Mar 2007, p.97]
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    • 48 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Over brutish synths and hammy bleats, the puerile brosefs' third album shares, among other witticisms: Gonna have a house party in my house.
    • 44 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    It's "disappointing" only because it isn't dreadful in funnier, more interesting ways.
    • 64 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Maybe the entire album is a meme itself, a grand existential joke critiquing the all-conquering rise of Internet culture by parodying its overwhelming randomness. Whatever it is, though, it's a bad rap record.
    • 65 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    Apparently, this American movie is the story of the predatory woman who comes to your house, whaps the crap out of you, and makes you play the same song over and over again. [2/2001, p.107]
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    • 47 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    Soul-free, thirdhand melodies housed in songs that any halfway decent bar band would reject without a second pass. [Feb 2007, p.85]
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    • 39 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    There is Michael Jackson bad, there is Ed Wood bad, and then there is BAYTL, a union so unholy that it cries out for a show on Bravo.
    • 64 Metascore
    • 0 Critic Score
    Unlistenable. [Mar 2004, p.96]
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    • 67 Metascore
    • 0 Critic Score
    They make each shimmer of postnatal whimsy seem like an eternal gulag of the spotless mind. [Sep 2005, p.109]
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