Village Voice's Scores

For 764 reviews, this publication has graded:
  • 47% higher than the average critic
  • 2% same as the average critic
  • 51% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 4.3 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Music review score: 67
Highest review score: 100 The Naked Truth
Lowest review score: 10 God Says No
Score distribution:
  1. Negative: 48 out of 764
764 music reviews
    • 75 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    With the band sounding listless and drained of ideas, it starts trying anything.
    • 66 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    There's nothing wrong with making music for tweens, or lighter-lofting boomers. It's simply a matter of execution, and here these chums are scattered and grasping.
    • 58 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    An album of the same-old, same-old.
    • 80 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    The affecting style that made them the most imaginative revivalists of their generation has been replaced by half-assed and half-hearted prog rock.
    • 76 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Here and there, Complicated sets up some promising scenarios—worrying about a platonic friend's reaction to a mix tape, or trying to initiate sex for the sake of outdoing a girlfriend's exes—but they never pan out.
    • 73 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Rather than fading into you, they're content to simply fade away.
    • 68 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Jackson's songs don't seem uninflected so much as just plain skimpy, but their word-shy inertia suggests a sly detumescence that only the very successful can imagine, let alone turn to the service of their art.
    • 68 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    The piano twinkle and mere droplet of a beat on 'Like the Rest of Us' sounds like Slug doing Regina Spektor; the coos and plucks of 'Me' are Yael Naïm; the barista-strum acoustic rap of 'Guarantees' aims for Elliott Smith and ends up with Uncle Kracker; the skipping hand-clap gospel of 'Puppets' is pure Moby Playtime; and, for some reason, 'Dreamer' sounds like Michael McDonald--funkless, martial, stiff, and innocuous, perfect for an upwardly mobile 21-45 demo that seeks neither boom nor bap with their soy latte.
    • 77 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    22 Dreams, Weller's ninth solo effort, is complete bollocks.
    • 49 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Their latest is ridiculously brazen, comically outsized, and defiantly Bruckheimer-esque.
    • 60 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    This is a bad rap album, and one that needed the shock of Internet promotion that the Jay-Z diss on "It's Good" gave it when C4 leaked.
    • 49 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    On the whole, Chocolate Starfish and the Hot Dog Flavored Water feels like an interminable groan, a harried hustle toward obsolescence. Rather than creating a cathartic requiem for, say, the impending dotcom depression, this turgid non-effort doesn't even live up to the mookish reputation refuted with such salacious fervor on "Take a Look Around."
    • 70 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Kiedis's lyrics are absolutely baffling.
    • 71 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    The first few minutes sound like very early David Bowie without Mick Ronson, electricity, or songs. The rest is so annoying that after 15 minutes you'll fondly remember grade-school sing-alongs and eating paste during arts-and-crafts.
    • 65 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Songs like "Frantic," "Dirty Window," and even the balladesque "Sweet Amber" stop and start, cut to pieces by groove-robbing edits that replace the guitar harmonies on which Metallica built an industry.
    • 60 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Once they could juggle being both captivating and grating. Today, they're just the latter.
    • 67 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    The new Monster Magnet album is kinda crappy, and they'd better check themselves before they quite irrevocably wreck themselves.
    • 50 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    The lamest album that'll be released this year.