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For 2,889 reviews, this publication has graded:
  • 42% higher than the average critic
  • 2% same as the average critic
  • 56% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 4.7 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Music review score: 68
Highest review score: 100 Lost Wisdom pt. 2
Lowest review score: 0 America's Sweetheart
Score distribution:
  1. Positive: 1,804 out of 2889
  2. Mixed: 961 out of 2889
  3. Negative: 124 out of 2889
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    • 52 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Destiny Fulfilled
    Destiny Fulfilled starts off pitifully and only gets worse.
    • 70 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    That Lucky Old Sun
    Wilson continues to rehash southern California culture with increasingly less perspective, further eschewing the untamed adolescent aesthetic by including stuffy musical theater elements and a top-down point-of-view that’s more clumsy analysis than sincere memoir.
    • 65 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Sleep Forever
    They play a very recognizable breed of avant-rock or indie-rock and are doing something that has been done over and over again in New York City.
    • 79 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    In Our Heads
    It's hard to paint this as anything other than what it is: a professional-sounding album of radio-friendly pop. It's as bad as that sounds.
    • 67 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Sweat
    Even by Cornell's extremely shallow standards, this is unbelievably lazy production. [Joint review of both discs.]
    • 68 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold
    We’re given a de trop of horrid synthesizers, only to be outdone by worse choruses and banal refrains.
    • 85 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Rook
    The songs here tend to go nowhere for a quiet couple of minutes before bursting randomly into tightly composed melodrama, which could be mistaken for actually going somewhere.
    • 68 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Love at the Bottom of the Sea
    I hate to say it, but Love at the Bottom of the Sea is such a drag: a damp and dreary album, drowning in bad faith and bad jokes.
    • 48 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Monkey Business
    They are to hip-hop what No Doubt was to ska.
    • 69 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Depart From Me
    Rarely will one find a detractor when it comes to Cage’s sheer talent, but--thanks to sterile production and the replacement of hip-hop beats with rap-rock thrashings (“Beat Kids”) and corny, overdramatized hooks (“Captain Bumout”)--Depart From Me demonstrates an immaturity that will render Cage’s career difficult to reconcile.
    • 68 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Lysandre
    Lysandre is full of problems/problematic things, and most of it rests on one of the album's biggest problems: the insistent, ever-present "me."
    • 60 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    One Plus One Is One
    One Plus One is One sounds like an attempt to make a more serious statement, but with little substance invested in it. The result is Badly Drawn Boy's first boring album.
    • 64 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Traps
    This album is so soaked in self-pity that a track called "Madness" seems like a given. "Stone Froze Mascot" is a bad metaphor in and of itself - more self-pity, more of the same. Sound-wise, the album could use work, too.
    • 74 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Planet of Ice
    The most egregious offender is Planet of Ice's last song, 'Lotus,' which clocks in at close to nine minutes, thanks to clumsy feedback inserted somewhat inappropriately between the beginning and end of what must have started out as a fairly straightforward rock song.
    • 65 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Black Mountain
    Comets on Fire, 90 Day Men and No Doctors all released albums within the last year that proved classic rock to be relevant in today's music community. The difference between these bands and Black Mountain is that it doesn't sound like the members of Black Mountain had to crush their souls to write their songs.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Suit
    Each CD is crammed to a full 50 minutes with some of the most heinous crimes against good taste since Wham's "Wham Rap! '86." [Joint review of both discs.]
    • 71 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Love, Angel, Music, Baby
    The subject matter on the indistinguishably titled Love, Angel, Music, Baby is painfully mainstream throughout.
    • 45 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Lulu
    Lulu is a joyless mess, a grim, humorless record with no notion of when to say "when."
    • 69 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Black Ice
    As a whole, Black Ice is a mess of tired conventions shoved noisily at the listener, as though just getting them all on record was good enough.
    • 70 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    So Jealous
    If Tegan and Sara were looking to release something which sounds like so much of the girl based rock, which can be found on TRL and on the radio waves, then they could most likely consider So Jealous a wild success.
    • 38 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Fashionably Late
    They obliterate any subtle expression or connection to the listener beyond low-order thinking--the band just bludgeons the listener with generic narcissistic drivel.
    • 58 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    Scab Dates
    The album is essentially a tried-and-true big-budget rock album gimmick writ large: smother the listeners in a minute or so of formless noise (using the artiest guitar and keyboard settings imaginable, of course), and then snap them out of the doldrums with the sweep of a heroic chord progression.
    • 80 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    Lazaretto
    The only crime Lazaretto commits that wasn’t already covered by his misogynistic solo debut, Blunderbuss, is being really boring.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    Kaleidoscope EP
    The release’s awkward format and patronizing presentation are among the least of its poor qualities: Even for the heads, Kaleidoscope offers very little not already heard elsewhere. ... In addition to the previously mentioned Chainsmokers pair-up, there is the very ungainly Big Sean feature “Miracles (Something Special),” which, wearing more than a few embarrassing, auto-generated reverential name-drops.
    • 41 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    All The Right Reasons
    Like all Nickelback releases before it, All The Right Reasons was made for all the wrong ones and follows all the formulas and clichés you should be bored to death of by now.
    • 67 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    G I R L
    All of this is borderline insulting to its target audience, myself included. For a moment in “Brand New,” Williams lets us see his hand, and it subtly reveals how incredibly marketed and capital-centric this album is.
    • 64 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    Climate Change
    Climate Change is an album about nothing. It hears nothing, speaks nothing, and sees nothing. It could be about partying, but even that subject is given such perfunctory treatment that what’s left hardly rewards participation.
    • 71 Metascore
    • 0 Critic Score
    Born This Way
    Beyond all else, perhaps, think of this zero as the massive bedazzled orifice out of which our heroine has spawned a new era of popular culture.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 0 Critic Score
    Kratitude
    The tracks are disaffected exercises in barren repetition and arrhythmic progressions that feel truly tossed off (improvised would be an insult to people who are actually accomplished at that) and indulgently "arty" in the worst sense of the word.
    • 68 Metascore
    • 0 Critic Score
    One Way Ticket To Hell... And Back
    So the mission statement of this CD is clear; this is a product made by the emotionally and culturally sterile for people who either have no conception of love, depression, or any other emotional state outside of pop culture cliché, or those so desperate for entertainment that they would deceive themselves into thinking the feckless chicanery of this masturbatory ensemble resembles soulful expression in any way.
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