The Quietus' Scores

  • Music
For 454 reviews, this publication has graded:
  • 53% higher than the average critic
  • 6% same as the average critic
  • 41% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 0.4 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Music review score: 71
Highest review score:
Critic Score 100
Lowest review score:
Critic Score 0
Score distribution:
  1. Negative: 14 out of 454
454 music reviews
    • Metascore: 81
    • Critic Score 30
    I hated this kind of Lemonheads-lite, floral-dressed, clompety-booted, neurotic ninny inanity the first time round, I have absolutely no idea how anyone could be arsed to expend the (admittedly small) effort it takes to produce such a pointless photocopy ... [but] not even I can find it in my bitter heart to hate the Nickelodeon-Dinosaur Jr bounce of "Georgia" or the honey-toned amble of "Suicide Policeman".
    • Metascore: 81
    • Critic Score 30
    Not only does Sweet Heart Sweet Light hit all patented Spiritualized thematic buttons squarely between the eyes – religion, drugs, sickness and redemption – it is also a record that covers everything with a Wyoming sized scoop of full-fat icky sentiment.
    • Metascore: 80
    • Critic Score 30
    There's certainly scant magic here.
    • Metascore: 79
    • Critic Score 30
    The covers portion is entirely without merit, Turner having managed to extract every last atom of enjoyment from every single one of the songs he's chosen.
    • Metascore: 76
    • Critic Score 20
    On Confess his tired, joyless music and moribund, hackneyed and hankey lyricism suggests a man whose concept of romanticism would go nicely with a Nairn cracker and dab of quince jelly.
    • Metascore: 74
    • Critic Score 30
    Ultimately, this is a celebration, rather than an analysis, of several species of awfulness.
    • Metascore: 72
    • Critic Score 20
    The Flaming Lips and Heady Fwends is a flatulent folly, humming with the sulphurous reek of self-indulgence.
    • Metascore: 68
    • Critic Score 10
    This new material represents not only their most heinous effort to date; it might in fact be among the most appalling things to ever exist, empirically speaking.
    • Metascore: 66
    • Critic Score 10
    Another eleven baseless mehs that belong nowhere else than on a blog that no one reads.
    • Metascore: 65
    • Critic Score 30
    For everything else there's Coldplay: reliable, built to move, and able to run on hot air alone.
    • Metascore: 62
    • Critic Score 30
    All too often Paralytic Stalks feels like an attempt to assume the role of indie-pop's Steve Vai by competitively crushing structural formats underfoot until there's nothing left but dusty granules.
    • Metascore: 57
    • Critic Score 30
    The problem here isn't Dr Luke smothering Marina's idiosyncracies so much as Marina/Electra herself crafting them into something paper-thin and paper-cut annoying.
    • Metascore: 45
    • Critic Score 0
    Not only is Lulu the worst thing any of the players have been involved in, it's quite possibly a candidate for one of the worst albums ever made.
    • Metascore: 34
    • Critic Score 30
    Yet for all their bluster of writing anthems for a new generation and saving guitar music, the reality is little more than a damp squib.