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
    • 60 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Once they could juggle being both captivating and grating. Today, they're just the latter.
    • 60 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Somebody press more charges against this fool--he's losing focus.
    • 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.
    • 60 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    The title track's having-it-all exhaustion, underscored by its bipolar sonics and start-stop rhythms, will endear her to the Allison Pearson crowd; a few other tunes will reinforce her fan base among fellow whiny celebrities.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Corgan does his level best to make the whole affair as joyless as possible.
    • 58 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    An album of the same-old, same-old.
    • 57 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Human After All is determinedly monochromatic aurally, compositionally, and mood-wise. Gosh, they really are robots--the music is flat, barely inflected, sitting there like a vending machine waiting patiently for your quarters.
    • 56 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Tenaciously mindless and effortlessly grim.
    • 55 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    t's nü-Mariah on mood stabilizers, extended with pseudo-pastiches of semi-popular songs.
    • 55 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    It takes nearly 13 cuts in on the new, G-approved Blood Money before you hear anything that sounds like a real Mobb Deep record.
    • 55 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Nowadays, the Gallaghers can only offer stylized guitar murk and hookless acoustic ditties; even scarier, you can understand their lyrics, which are more mush-headed and lovey-dovey than you'd expect from a band this self-satisfied.
    • 54 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    There's an overwhelming tinny ring that starts on the second track, "Beauty on the Fire," and ends with the last track--it's this young possum's voice.
    • 52 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    The Diane Warren and Desmond Child faux-Steinman stuff is far worse, but the inescapable message of Bat III is that even Meat's former partner hasn't been at peak strength for at least a decade.
    • 52 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Jennifer Lopez makes albums for the same reasons you and I give holiday gifts to people we don't exactly like: vanity and obligation.
    • 50 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    The lamest album that'll be released this year.
    • 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."
    • 49 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Their latest is ridiculously brazen, comically outsized, and defiantly Bruckheimer-esque.
    • 43 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Ultimately, most Run DMC fans would have been much happier with old-school Run, D, and Jay than with a smorgasbord of Billboard chart-toppers for hire.