Weezer were unapologetically weird, yet strangely glamorous, which in itself brought a warming message; they showed us that it was cool to be uncool.
The record is a rich and gloriously grubby collage of sounds. It stands somewhere between Pixies and Nirvana, with an added injection of psychedelic rock.
Cobain, Grohl, and Novoselic had an elemental chemistry, and their controlled, aggressive introspection on In Utero lends itself to a heavy meditative state.
Superunknown is a sprawling record, spanning grunge, alternative metal, stoner rock, and psychedelia, all while being one of the '90s most accessible works.
Doolittle balances boisterous oddness with sweet and sugary pop tunes, making it not only Pixies' most intriguing record, but also the most accessible.
Noisy and arty, the album remains a kind of anti-epic; 70 minutes of exploratory rock with a flagrant disregard for pacing or commercial viability.
As far as straight up heavy metal goes, Black Sabbath's Paranoid is one of the very best. It's very sincere and reliably silly.
With Harvey it feels like you’ve stumbled across the ad hoc performance of a travelling mystic. It’s black magic with a smile.