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
    • 73 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Magic, a maddeningly uneven record that often sounds like legends coasting, most apparently on 'Living in the Future' and 'Last to Die.'
    • 62 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    So while '5 Times Out of 100' and 'My Best Friend' revive old times, you miss Steve Bay's unhinged vocals and jagged keyboards elsewhere when HHH instead try to compensate with a funky chant- rocker ('Give Up') or a big-drama Raspberries tribute (the title track).
    • 71 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    They've become lapidary masters. The trouble is, who's listening and learning?
    • 51 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Much of the music bears little resemblance to the down-tuned chug-and-glug found on the band's early records.
    • 65 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Anti-war, pro-environment, religious ('Chelsea Rodgers' only gives up trim if you're baptized), and funky, Planet Earth is still merely an excuse to tour.
    • 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.
    • 61 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    T.I. vs. T.I.P. makes for a confusing listen, which is a shame—fans would probably never have questioned who T.I. is until he started questioning himself.
    • 61 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Tossed-off, underdone, monotonous, unfinished, and redundant maybe, but not bad.
    • 72 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Good Girl never settles on a sound, and Rihanna vacillates between aping Gretchen Wilson, Ashanti, Gwen Stefani, and Pink. Nonetheless, she often sounds every bit like the superstar she clearly intends to be.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Wheat's scrappy though sometimes endearing fourth album is clearly a stylistic protest against their only major-label release, 2003's bland, vexed, much-delayed-by-Sony Per Second, Per Second, Per Second . . . Every Second.
    • 72 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Beneath the haughty schmaltz of his fifth LP—embodying Herb Albert one moment and a particularly peach-scented Little River Band the next—there are only momentary flashes of the high-quality torch songs we fell for so long ago.
    • 61 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    They're the English equivalent of Fountains of Wayne.
    • 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.
    • 68 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    [The album] s clogged with reverb-choked guitar riffs too woozy to propel the garage rock they ought to carry.
    • 76 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Abandoned Language is film noir compared to the group's previous claustrophobic slapstick, and unfortunately that newfound seriousness isn't such a good thing.
    • 69 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    If the poisoned well of bad love has soused some of her most brutally detailed observations (see crushers like Essence's "Reason to Cry" or World Without Tears's "Overtime," for starters), confronting mortality seems to have thrown Williams into wandering, formless meditations.
    • 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.
    • 68 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    That voice is still "that voice," but gravity was never what made it fly.
    • 78 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    [It] doesn't pack the out-of-nowhere melodic turns that enlivened Runners.
    • 79 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    While Mercer's writing is still more satisfying than that of his peers, filler tunes like "Pam Berry" and "Black Wave" are a far cry from the tenacious stuff that made Chutes the subject of lavish hyperbole.
    • 65 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Perhaps if she'd just kept it crunk, she could have produced something really deffer and fresher, instead of merely pleasantly reminiscent of the past.
    • 68 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    As with most things Trail of Dead, it's bloated where it thinks it's profound.
    • 73 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Doctor's Advocate isn't really all that dire, especially if you can get past the constant--and constantly labored--airing of, shall we say, grievances.
    • 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.
    • 67 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    It's all very funny and cheeky, but after a full album's worth it grows cloying, like a good Saturday Night Live skit that's two minutes too long.
    • 64 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Townshend's faith in rock 'n' roll as an appropriate vehicle for his biggest ideas is admirable, but Endless Wire does little to justify his devotion.
    • 70 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    In the process of adding new facets to their sound, Truth winds up reinforcing self-imposed limitations.
    • 79 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    For all that sonic triumph, the lyrics feel like an empty gesture, sub–Trapper Keeper woe-mongering that'll thrill suburban teens but sounds odd coming from guys old enough to know better.
    • 73 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Information ultimately suffers from the same hollowness that weakened Guero, but it's bolder at its best and less derivative of previous victories.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Even though his arrangements and slum-beautiful tracks are sublime, his vocal abilities leave much to be desired.