Ugh. Why did I do this to myself?
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The Take me to Church guy is back and he wants you to know he’s not the Take me to Church guy anymore.
A too little, too late getting-to-know review of Mac Miller’s Swimming.
This album is a triumph of creativity, clever production and, well… pure evil, I suppose.
Stoner/doom giants Sleep have awaken (pun intended) and are still awesome.
The singles on this album are great for what they are. But everything else about it sucks.
I had rose-colored memories of this album. While there are some of my favorite Metallica songs on it, it’s just not that good.
This album is, I believe, as close as it gets to the original intent behind Death Grips. It’s a violent onslaught of new and recycled sounds merged together into music you didn’t know you wanted to hear yet.
Kanye West should inherit the mailman nickname from Karl Malone, because he always delivers.
Kanye West finds new and exciting way to be confronting with every album and Ye is not exception.
Pusha T is back. But Kanye West is also back. And Daytona is monumental.
Metallica’s best-selling album is also the turning point in their career, ushering an era of heavy criticism and doubt
When Dimmu Borgir was at the height of their powers, they experimented a lot, but they never lost sight of what exactly they were trying to do.
I should’ve expected a curve ball from A Perfect Circle, but I’m still not sure what to do with this album.
While ...And Justice for All is universally praised, people like to argue on what place it does actually have in Metallica's legacy.
