Village Voice's Scores

For 764 reviews, this publication has graded:
  • 47% higher than the average critic
  • 3% same as the average critic
  • 50% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 5.1 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Music review score: 68
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
    • 68 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Sure, the electrifying attack of Zen Arcade and New Day Rising is a distant memory. But Body of Song closes with two guitar anthems oversized enough to point back to Mould's best work in Sugar.
    • 80 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Beautifully engineered, Circus sounds chocolaty and recombinant even when it doth protest the Enlightened Guy angle too much.
    • 75 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    The Mobb Deep don sounds beyond frayed, barely restraining his byzantine gangster paranoia while scratching out his own self-convinced logic evoking both grief and menace.
    • 48 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    It's zany, antiseptic kitsch, like the soundtrack to the ultimate Old Navy commercial.
    • 65 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Compared to the patchwork G-funk on Dead Man Walkin, Tha Last Meal is a sonic wonderworld. Dr. Dre and Timbaland gussy up Snoop's drag with their unique shuffles, making his descent into even deeper banality irrelevant.
    • 70 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    It's cocky, it's manufactured, it's too reliant on industry pal-downs, ugh, it's inorganic. Then again, it's perfectly of a moment where "All I Do Is Win" is the must-have self-fulfilling prophecy, and Planet Pit sounds like it's winning. And even if it isn't, well, it all but tells you to go ahead and groan.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    [Fridmann's] atmospheric flourishes have always been heavy handed, but here they muddle tightly conceived pop tunes that would've sounded better scrappy.
    • 78 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Imagine the cheerful fatalism of "Float On" without the hooks, which is bizarre: Hooks would seem to be Marr's specialty.
    • 84 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    And while Holmes can't be faulted for applying cut-and-paste to mood and drama as well as sounds and beats, his tracks' lack of freshness still adds up to an ambitious letdown.
    • 73 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Edwards's lapses are largely counteracted by her sturdy melodies, her hard-hitting session drummers, and, mostly, her voice, which conveys acres of chin-up melancholy without even rolling up its heart-bedecked sleeves.
    • 71 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Drag it Up doesn't have the gut-level impact of the older stuff.
    • 66 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Up against the carefully realized Wide Awake, Digital Ash is a mess, and not just sonically.
    • 60 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Conspiracy of One? It's fine. Is there anything here as cute as "Pretty Fly (for a White Guy)"? No: Like with Ixnay on the Hombre, their follow-up to the megahit Smash, this follow-up to the even more megahit Americana finds them in dance-with-the-girl-what-brung-you mode--more punk, less pop.
    • 65 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    I'd call it "psych-drone-sludge" except it's more tuneful and lively than those words imply.
    • 52 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Hamilton's vocals are occasionally plotted now with pronounced melodies, which is nice. But his strikingly affectless, prep-school delivery is abandoned in favor of a gritty, generic bark.
    • 70 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Grandiloquent, glorious gobbledygook.
    • 72 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Gorgeously produced by the Syndicate, many of these tracks are piano-driven, mid-tempo dirges that take a while to get rolling; occasionally, as on "Be Invited," they just circle the block.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    The result is impressive genre prowess--especially when he invites Austin unknown Deon Davis (a/k/a Element 7d) to contribute some post-rap boogie on 'Crystal Lite,' or rips off Wham’s 'Everything She Wants' on 'I Choose You'--but Pants might still be flexing prematurely.
    • 68 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    As a consequence of his preoccupation with acting and "lyricism," Luda neglects to do what he does best: make fun music.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Through headphones or computer speakers, Caleb's echoey vocals just don't ring credible. Their Black-Crowes-go-new-wave choruses are exciting enough, but they feel unearned after tiresome, oversung verses.
    • 64 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    9
    As it was on 2003's O, Damien Rice's songs are so naked emotionally that even listening is akin to eavesdropping on a bad breakup.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    The idea of ascension, both literally and figuratively, is the album's prevailing motif, and it's the tracks that focus most intensely on this theme that are the strongest.
    • 73 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    The two-man, woogie-filled boogie team is fine for 30 minutes.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Anchored by predigested melodic hooks, Nelly's songs seem composed with the sole intention of ending up as your next ringtone. [Combined review of both discs]
    • 81 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    It's all very outsized and uppity, falling right in line with the current dictum in dance music that every song must be able to be mashed up with both Kanye West and this week's indie-rock star.
    • 85 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    A handsome channel 13 complimentary tote bag of an album that polishes his image as the fantasy rebellious son who hangs at socialist bookstores and swipes your Gram Parsons records.
    • 67 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Fire Songs isn't a masterpiece, but it's in the right ZIP code.
    • 65 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Meth serves up relatively safe, occasionally dope, and consistently scruffy boom-bap.
    • 76 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Yorke's voice... has rarely sounded better, although the context ultimately disappoints.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    His signature baritone, with its raspy textures and controlled intensity fits well with Southern soulster styles. However, he rarely diverts far from the original arrangements.