Album Reviews That Include Every Song From the Album
- Graham Parker – Squeezing Out Sparks – Whenever your Saturday nite is dead and you don’t feel like just waiting for the UFOs, pop in this album for some great music. It’s a shame that all the local girls are obsessed with crap like N Sync; if they heard Graham Parker, the teenyboppers would abandon this protection against thought and start listening to more interesting music. Nonetheless, I love this album so much that I have trouble putting my thoughts into words, as after all, love gets you twisted. You can’t be too strong a songwriter, and Parker evidently knows this. He has a passion for music, and believe me, I don’t say that often, for “passion” is no ordinary word. Some songs explode with ferocious energy, while other songs don’t get excited too quickly, allowing for a variety of great music. Hey, anime geeks, here’s a thought: instead of discovering Japan’s latest mainstream dance-pop album, why don’t you give this one a listen? It’s better, and after all, nobody hurts you as much as those Japanese record companies hurt your wallet.
- The Beatles – Rubber Soul – I love this album so much that I will even let you drive my car to the store to pick it up. Seriously, don’t wait and stare at what goes on top of your computer; run for your life (or at least for your music) and hear this album ASAP. Oh, you Beatles. While some of your earlier songs were so slight and transparent that I could say I’m looking through you, this is where you finally started to think for yourself. Look, if I needed someone to write top 40 hits, I’d ask that girl Michelle Branch; from you guys, I want more thoughtful music in my life, and I’m impressed that Rubber Soul finally delivers. Oh George and John, most likely you won’t see me, but if you can look down on me from heaven, I’m giving two thumbs up. The word on the street is that this music is as fine as Norwegian wood. This bird has flown all over the place and rarely found stronger songs. That is, this bird meaning me. It’s a metaphor. And where, you ask, are the flaws in this album? That’s the beauty: they’re nowhere, man.
- Bruce Springsteen – Born to Run – I’ve always had a predisposition to this jazzy kind of music, so I guess I was born to run to that backstreets record store that one fateful night and pick up this album. There’s a wide river between this big, layered, epic music and the small, world-wearied people in the songs, and this album has them meeting across the river. Bruce knows it’s a jungleland out there, and he turns the little people’s Main Street into Thunder Road and makes the aristocrats' Tenth Avenue freeze out into an cold, heartless land. I don’t know the woman whom the love songs are about, but if she’s the one who inspired such great music, she must be one enticing gal.
- Love – Forever Changes – Many sixties albums have the musicians being a reflection of the times, but I always wondered what it would be like if, maybe, the people would be the times, or between Clark and Hilldale? Get on the red telephone and spread the news: Forever Changes is the perfect example of the people exemplifying the times, and in the eyes of this old man, the daily planet rotation is not nearly enough time to fully appreciate this album. It is so beautiful that it must appeal to the Good Humor man; he sees everything like this. O Lennon and McCartney, you set the scene for 60’s psychedelic rock, but Love is not content to simply live and let live; they take your influence and make it explode, with more and more beauty andmoreagain. Some of the darker lyrics can cause a real bummer in the summer, but the music is so contagious that you’ll have to remind people that a house is not a motel. Y’know, because you’ll be playing the album, and people will keep coming into your house to want to hear it, like it’s a motel. But whether you’re alone again or surrounded with strangers, Forever Changes is a delight to hear.
- Adam Again – Dig – This album was just out of my reach for so long. I tried to dig deep to find it, looking in online stores worldwide, but I always wound up frustrated, tired, hopeless, etc. Eventually I just gave up, defeated, and said it is what it is (what it is). Now I am disappointed that this amazing piece of songwork was hidden, hidden from my ears for such a long time. Adam Again takes a river of sorrow and despair and sets the river on fire with fierce guitars and drums. In a decade of music that is so often filled with a torrential downpour of cliché, Gene Eugene manages to walk between the raindrops.
Just a little bit of weird creativity because I'm bored. Feel free to post your own, but just be sure to use every song title from the album in the album review. Try to make them as seamless as possible (obviously, you'll have to fudge some songs) or make them awkward for comic effect. It's all good.
Some really challenging ones: Bob Dylan's Blonde on Blonde; Wire's Pink Flag; Frank Zappa's We're Only In It for the Money.