Rolling Stone's Scores

For 5,914 reviews, this publication has graded:
  • 34% higher than the average critic
  • 4% same as the average critic
  • 62% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 6.1 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Music review score: 67
Highest review score: 100 Magic
Lowest review score: 0 Know Your Enemy
Score distribution:
5914 music reviews
    • 45 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Beyond summer-anthem contender "I Luh Ya Papi," Lopez supplements flat production from names like RoccStar with forgettable verses from rappers like T.I.
    • 45 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    As refreshing as it is to hear Ja do something besides the singing approximation he's been practicing the past few years, the boasts here feel utterly tired.
    • 45 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    At 48, Pixies singer Black Francis has either lost or abandoned his flair for sounding like the most unhinged man in indie rock.
    • 45 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Another album that gets further away from the band's core appeal.
    • 44 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Flaccid beats mean that his solo debut -- despite guest spots from Eminem and Big Boi -- too often falls flat.
    • 44 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    The four songs on his latest EP, Mission Accomplished, continue to wander down that same fascinating but frustrating road to nowhere.
    • 44 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Paul said in 2007 that his next disc would focus on youth violence in Jamaica, but there's little sign of that on the party-hearty Imperial Blaze, which is full of snazzy electro beats and tunes that sound like pale versions of past hits.
    • 44 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    A largely vocals-free mishmash of brittle beats, buzzy sound effects and hipster ambience that sounds great when Dizzee Rascal is rhyming over it but cold and tinny on its own.
    • 43 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Tempos plod, and hooks are few.
    • 43 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Listening to Khaled’s albums is like searching for blessings amidst the chaff, and the signal-to-noise ratio is generally low. But God Did isn’t as torturously bad as, say, 2019’s Father of Asahd.
    • 43 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Riddled with resentment and lyrics that land with a self-serious thud, Memories is a stunningly drab record. For the most part songs plod along at a strenuously mid-tempo pace, and are mostly lacking in any sonic detail that would reward closer listening.
    • 42 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    For the most part, the songs come off as slightly vague sketches for U2 songs. The theater-trained singers sound stiff when they try Bono-worthy emoting.
    • 42 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Here, he sings against syrupy, obvious orchestral arrangements, driven by a beat that sometimes seems on the verge of a nap -- all of which encourages Stewart's worst habits: He sounds lazy, glib and uninvolved, just the opposite of when he still mattered.
    • 42 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    The beats on iSouljaBoyTellem--built by Soulja and Mr. Collipark--are beefier. And Soulja Boy's willingness to drill songs into your skull is less charming.
    • 42 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Queen 2.0 are competent enough to rock arenas, but don't expect a repeat of the glory days.
    • 42 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    The Oakland MC's debut explores her skill at giving hormonally bonkers post-Odd Future shock rap a bratty, ashtray-Madonna spin.
    • 41 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    All the Right Reasons is so depressing, you're almost glad Kurt's not around to hear it.
    • 41 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Part of the problem is the thoroughly unimaginative production, a procession of soft-loud modern-rock cliches that breaks up the ho-hum guitar bashing with acoustic interludes and strings.
    • 41 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    If Enya were a Pokemon, she'd be Jigglypuff, the little pink monster who renders her opponents powerless by singing them to sleep.... The Irish multi-instrumentalist-singer-composer's skill at ephemeral sonic watercolors has grown wearisome, like a relative who tells the same stories every holiday.
    • 40 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Morissette turns in a powerful and nuanced vocal performance over these lighter but layered arrangements. [16 Jun 2005, p.98]
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    • 39 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Chris Brown has made a bland, occasionally obnoxious, pro forma R&B album.
    • 39 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Adler's no beat master, and the tracks on Shwayze all sound like variations on thumb-strummed Jack Johnson tunes, topped with Sugar Ray-style rhymes about weed and women.
    • 39 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    As you'll see, every English rock star is required to celebrate this milestone with an overblown album about God, humanity and the cosmos.
    • 38 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    His blend of garish Day-Glo net art and brawling homage to the glory years of DMX and Onyx may be a commercially effective millennial update of Rotten Apple thug rap. But aesthetically, his distinct lack of lyrical talent and annoyingly hyperactive presence often undermines the whole thing.
    • 38 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Brown brags about his extra-large condoms, and, on "Don't Judge Me," turns a tender love song into a Twitter rant against "haters."
    • 37 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    The results are spunky, if unnecessary: Why bother with Sly and Jeff Beck's remake of "(I Want to Take You) Higher" when you can listen to the torrid original?
    • 37 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    There's still too much of Brian Karscig's ultracampy 'Big Balls'--style vocals, and it sometimes feels like these guys have confused expanding their range with finding new sources to rip off.
    • 37 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    The problem is that Wayne has very questionable taste in rock. He splutters and wails over tracks stuffed with aggro stomp and bland riffage; it sounds like he's been holing up with a bunch of Spymob and Incubus records.
    • 34 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Testify is full of laid-back, better-than-average adult-contempo fare, and the subtle, atmospheric production sure beats the slickness of his Eighties records.
    • 33 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    With the Bizkit's usual guitar-heavy thrash still in place, songs such as "Creamer (Radio Is Dead)" and "Lonely World" get by on Linkin Park-style electronic textures, stutter-step rhythms and catchy, cathartic choruses.
    • 28 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Hefty Fine proves only marginally more welcome than a Jerky Boys reunion.
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    • 40 Critic Score
    Ho-hum singer-songwriterly tunes packed with sentimental poetry. [1 May 2003, p.56]
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    • 60 Critic Score
    This covers compilation reveals them as an honorable South Carolina bar band that has survived its run-in with pop success by keeping its easygoing humor intact.