For 5,914 reviews, this publication has graded:
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34% higher than the average critic
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4% same as the average critic
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62% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 6.1 points lower than other critics.
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Average Music review score: 67
Highest review score: | Magic | |
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Lowest review score: | Know Your Enemy |
Score distribution:
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Positive: 3,630 out of 5914
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Mixed: 2,244 out of 5914
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Negative: 40 out of 5914
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His nice-guy-with-a-retrograde-flow shtick is fast running out of steam.- Rolling Stone
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Matchbox Twenty now seem almost dignified, a fact that is as much a tribute to their advancing abilities as it is to how shamelessly their sellout successors suck.- Rolling Stone
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You’ll notice when the guitars escalate on 'You’re Too Hot,' when Harry sotto-voces her sexpot act on 'Dirty and Deep.' But you’ll really notice when a long diminuendo fourteen tracks in proves a bridge to the last three songs.- Rolling Stone
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Even by the standards of a remix album, Air's latest is a bit insubstantial.- Rolling Stone
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Unfortunately, Borland has picked up Ween's affectations (pitch-altered vocals with wacky accents, ultra-chintzy synthesized beats) without the songcraft that lets them embody the genres they mock.- Rolling Stone
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Kowalczyk is revisiting themes he's been mining for years. The band's signature sound of slowly rising choruses punctuated by Kowalczyk's rumbling wail has also grown quite stale.- Rolling Stone
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The rudimentary guitar, starchy beats and formless synths just sound rough, never fun or spontaneous.- Rolling Stone
- Posted Mar 8, 2012
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Their fifth disc is rife with signs of rock ambition - acoustic songcraft, sweeping guitar solos - folded into their vaguely emo, synthed-up sound.- Rolling Stone
- Posted Oct 28, 2010
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Whatever novelty their sound once had has long since worn off, and the foreboding poetry and constipated howl of Wiccan singer Sully Erna are almost laughable.- Rolling Stone
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For all the sloganeering, Press the Spacebar never forgets that it's a dance album.- Rolling Stone
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Mudvayne write some decent guitar hooks (check the title track), but their imagination is parched, with most songs hewing to one formula: riff, whimper, shriek, repeat.- Rolling Stone
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The 12th Bon Jovi album extends the Springsteen liberalism in JBJ's stadiumÂrattling Jersey cheese into full-on "social commentary" (his term).- Rolling Stone
- Posted Mar 12, 2013
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It's a crew album--of course it sucks. The depressing thing is how much. [28 Dec 2006, p.114]- Rolling Stone
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Timbo's genius has always been of the wizard-behind-the-curtain variety, and here his clunky croon dominates.- Rolling Stone
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Melodrama drags down several cuts, including the absentee-dad lament "Dear Father," and in some form or another, you've heard all these songs before.- Rolling Stone
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#willpower siphons Chris Brown, Bieber, Britney, Miley, Skylar Grey, K-pop act N2E1 and many more through mistily whooshing, thunderously stomping dance pop that manages to be both hilariously one-dimensional and obsessively high-def.- Rolling Stone
- Posted Apr 19, 2013
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They played slick, heroic neo-grunge for the Clear Channel era, where all regions melted into one long, Nickelback impression. They're still clinging to that anthemic plod a decade later, like an eight year-old who can't bear to throw out a dead hamster.- Rolling Stone
- Posted Aug 15, 2011
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Every rose has its thorn, and every airport bar has its 22-year-old divorcee. But not every album has two songs from different reality shows starring Bret Michaels.- Rolling Stone
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Listening to an Owl City song is like speed-eating a box of Girl Scout cookies: You go from tasty to pukey in minutes.- Rolling Stone
- Posted Jun 14, 2011
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Its follow-up still trades in hard-driving anthems ('Use Me') and catchy hair-metal refrains (the title track), but frontman Austin Winkler is a bad representative for emotional frat dudes.- Rolling Stone
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His soft falsetto is sumptuous, but too many tracks veer into uncomfortable parody.- Rolling Stone
- Posted Jul 9, 2014
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With Sting's familiar bass sound driving most tracks, and Shaggy's production partner Sting International (no relation) providing bounce and clarity, 44/876 contains much of the sizzle of classic reggae or dancehall, though a little more substance would've been welcome too.- Rolling Stone
- Posted Apr 20, 2018
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Valente has a pleasant, if thin, voice--she doesn’t have the chops to elevate this material into anything memorable.- Rolling Stone
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"Golden Showers in the Golden State" is almost as filthy and funny as early Blink at their best. But if this "Suburban King" wants to rise again, he may need some help from his friends.- Rolling Stone
- Posted May 18, 2015
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His worst enemy is still his own voice, an agitated whimper that makes even tender lines sound strangely like complaints.- Rolling Stone
- Posted Nov 1, 2013
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This is an album steeped in the anthemic feel of pop from decades past.- Rolling Stone
- Posted May 22, 2014
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It's a Top 40 record of a high order, packed with electro-pop hooks and big Kelly Clarkson-style shout-along choruses. Cyrus' 17-year-old ire--however genuine it is--just adds spice.- Rolling Stone
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