I found this http://www.chthonicionic.net/bile/default.asp just type in the name of your favourite band, song, artist etc and it will come up with an articule about how bad your choice is. it seems accurate when naming songs when it describes how awful your favourite album is and so on...give it a try its stupid but see what its has to say about your music.
*l* funny...but his description of the Crowes's "Amorica" is somewhat similar to the real reviews it got when it came out
hehehe that is really funny, but all it's doing though is searching on-line track-lists of artists albums and slotting them into a series of pre-written rants, there is no way on earth that it will have a unique description for every artist/album and no doubt he is an amazon associate and is getting a small fee for any purchases that arises through clickthroughs on the site, funny though
anyone else get this - "It's marginally better than the rest and, frankly, only draws attention to their simplistic banality." ? that was funny i thought.
I put the Beatles Just because the whole album stinks doesn't mean you can get away with offerings like the opening track, Strawberry Fields Forever - I'm still reeling from the onslaught of what sounds like a retarded crow defacating through a sieve into my ears. Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band really should never be played in intelligent company if you want to retain your friends. The Beatles sound like a dawn chorus of partridges slowly being ground into mince for the cheap meat market throughout the apocalyptic mess that is With a Little Help from My Friends. The sound of the dopplered euro-pap that you hear late on a Saturday night in the suburbs blaring from a jumped up Ford Fiesta is nothing compared to the dire Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds. Track six, Day in the Life? No, no, no, no and no. Horrible. Like little bits of aural shit dripping into my brain. Like a sharp nail being driven into your ear, but less fun, All You Need Is Love should not be played to the vulnerable. Or those with ears. In fact, my grandmother sucks eggs better than this shite.
yeah, practically everyone I typed in - from Jeff Buckley to Wilco to the Black Seeds - ended with the line about how he can only hope that they don't reproduce and give the world more crud... still...the first time was kind of funny...
my favorite band is placebo. this is what it had to say about them, lol... The CD age is a boon to music reviewers - the skip track function was designed specifically to alleviate the sound of the opening track, Bulletproof Cupid. This Picture or 'Ben' played backwards through a cat's rectum? You decide, I'm not playing it again. Like a road accident victim's squeal of anguish as he discovers he has only half a face, track 4, Sleeping With Ghosts is only really listenable after carefully inserting your fists into your ears. Don't worry about getting them out again - there's more on this album you'll want to not hear too. Only the little pop and splash that comes before the scream after accidentally lodging a knitting needle in your eye could compare to The Bitter End. Like a rusty saw being slowly dragged through my grandmother's genitalia, track 9, I'll Be Yours should not be played to the vulnerable. Or those with ears.
I put in galatic's ruckus and it's just a mixture of all the insults above, so the only thing really interesting about the site is that it knows all these albums the insults are just mixed and matched