MNP's 100 Greatest Albums of All-Time!

  1. Silversun Pickups - Swoon. (2009).

A band out of time, but again, what is time really? Higher than the Pumpkins? You betcha. Silversun Pickups 2nd studio album (Swoon) may be front loaded but that does not stop it. No Sir / Madam. No.

Riffs that rise and ease like changing seasons in a day. As a unit they play, individual and together, those drums, those harmonies, the subtle keys / effects, soaring vocals that, at times feel like a force of nature. Sonic sounds the kind of which we’d almost forgotten existed. Song crafting with love, power and detail, when they let fly you give in and go along with them and will be beaming all they way. Hold on tight.

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  1. The Stupids - Peruvian Vacation. (1985).

1985 Ipswich Hardcore. Insane speed and still holding tune. Fun every beat. An album that is over before you realise it. The most chaotic of gigs. Making Metal cool again before Thrash took off. Of all the bands in the U.K. mid-late 80’s Hardcore scene The Stupids stood out by miles, I actually thought they’d crossover and become properly successful, but that never happened.

I love this album to fucking bits. Where’s that skateboard…

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Oh! Going to check this out, never heard of it

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  1. The Cramps - Smell Of Female. (1983).

Okay, we are in the Top 50. You are in safe hands here.

Smell Of Female plays at 45rpm, but let’s call it an album for arguments sake. 6 songs live, 2 of which are covers, but when The Cramps do a cover version they kinda make it theirs anyway. The way the songs are introduced even to me is classic stuff. An iconic band. Deadpan drums. Throbbing bass. Surf guitar and vocals delivered with both love and near psychotic evil detail.

I am paying a lot of attention to selecting the video clips here, if you skip them all, that’s fine. Watch this one though. What a wordsmith Lux was.

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Thought it would be higher. Loving this list so far though!!

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A friend of mine was in a later lineup of The Stupids. So much fun :skateboard:

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  1. Mudhoney - Superfuzz Bigmuff. (1988).

In October 1988 Sub-Pop released a low-key E.P. by Mudhoney that sold poorly in America. It was the bands first record.

Glitterhouse gave the E.P. a European release and slowly but surely something started to unfold.

Mudhoney toured like rats and it was van, gig, van, city to city, country to country.

Watching Mudhoney perform at The Barrel Organ in 1989 you could feel and see a shift in music scenes happening right before your eyes.

The crowd rammed into the small venue looked different to the Britcore scene that had recently widened. Mudhoney looked the part too. Young (a few years older than myself) they had that college drop-out / fuck-it-be-in-a-band look. They wore the look well.

Superfuzz Bigmuff was selling in England. The Glitterhouse inclusion of one extra solitary track was enough to make it an essential record. I imagine, like myself, most in attendance had that E.P. spurned on by positive music press reviews.

Pre-dating Bleach by Nirvana by a good 6 months in the late 80’s Mudhoney were the real deal and Nirvana were just another Sub-Pop band. You really could say Mudhoney kick-started that whole new scene.

Touch Me I’m Sick is a rattling punk stab with dirty guitar effects. Rough around the edges yet somehow harking back to The Stooges with its pure rock n’ roll rattle. It is a classic that sums up grunge in two and a half minutes.

Need has less drive but burns quite deep for an ambling song. It does that quiet / noisy / quiet thing in a way The Pixies and Nirvana would take to another level.

Chain That Door is urgent and also very rough around the edges. Mudhoney were to appeal with this sound to the generation that had missed out on the first wave of Punk and had maybe had too much of the Hardcore 2nd wave.

Mudride then, really takes Superfuzz Bigmuff to another level. Slow, dirgy, yet achingly raw. Mudhoney sound momentarily unique and 1988/89 is sounding like an important time for music. The song holds-off, builds, then holds-off again. You can sense the track could explode at any point as it builds with real raw quality. Guitar effects from the E.P. title are then used in gentle sonic blasts that are mirrored with that Mark Arm vocal. A great song.

No One Has whilst not up the standard of the previous track has some great lyrics and again that raw dirty sound clattering away.

If I Think has real structure and is lyrically quite touching. Again Mudhoney rattle through gears with passion and tease the listener pulling back sounds that again could erupt at any given moment. When the song does blow-up it would be a key for the Barrel Organ gig (and no doubt all other live shows in the late 80’s) for the band to dive into the crowd and vice-versa. Another classic.

In ‘n’ Out Of Grace captures everything about the explosion of this scene. Powerful drone heavy fuck-it-rock-n-roll from an alienated generation. On first listen to this song, be it on Vinyl or Live you just knew straight away this was the start of something special. Who cared if we’d been too young to see the Sex Pistols, it couldn’t have been any better than this? You seized the moment and venues blew apart with mayhem. The band seized the moment too, there was no divide, no divide between band and audience at all, we were all in this together.

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Bloody love In ‘n’ Out Of Grace, “JESUS TAKE ME TO A HIGHER PLAAAACE!!”

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Such a fucking great band

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LOVE THESE GUYS!

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Touch Me, I’m Sick elevates this EP. I only knew the Sub Pop version (as I didn’t pick this up at the time… just a couple of years too soon for my teenage ears).

Would that version have made your top 100?

Would like to think so cos the Sub Pop version still has In ‘n’ Out of Grace, which is their best song…

(but yeah, the reissue with all of the early singles on as well is one of the greatest records ever made)

  1. Dinosaur Jr - You’re Living All Over Me. (1987).

Dinosaur

Horizontal Aggression.

Start of Slacking. Godfather of Noise Pop. Loud, Quiet, LOUD.

It’s only just a year before they all started lining up, but You’re Living All Over Me influenced 'em all. Little Furry Things with its kaleidoscope of exploding wah guitar. Slurred melodic noise. Lyrics that fall out of the mouth rather than sung. Vocals laboured and guitar streaks that for them to come out of the same person at the same time is mind-boggling, one so lazy, one so electrifying. Kracked is Punk / Indie feels that launch into juddering guitar breaks.

Sludgefeast does the noisy, quiet, NOISY thing, falls into utter chaos then runs into the most blistering guitar run, Hardcore Neil Young. Raisins bounds out of the trap like a greyhound on speed. Noise. Acoustic. Noise. Catchy. Rhythmic. Halfway through it stops but you know the album well enough by now - and the guitar lets fly again. A punky Tarpit which calms to shoegaze , noise floods the track and it abruptly cuts out. Lose sees Lou Barlow get a song writing credit, Punky, Trippy, Hippy even. Poledo eases the album out with spooky vibes.

Without this album Nirvana may never have happened? Whatever you feel about that it is a fantastic album. Punk guitar sprawling electric solos by a band seemingly asleep, imagine what it would have sounded like had they been awake…

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It adds to if for sure, it would be a great record even without it though.

Two all timers in a row. Even if one of them is an ep… :wink:

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  1. Aphex Twin - Selected Ambient Works Volume II. (1994).

Twenty Five tracks, seemingly all untitled. Music that you feel, evocative of whatever you interpret into it. No rules. The artist himself suggests the album is akin to “standing in a power station on acid” - that’s about all he’s ever given away about it. Haunting in places. Mostly ethereal and beautifully stark, like a new dawn or a cold, cold night. In its overriding feel is one of confidence in music, belief. A (double) record that will slip away at times and simply soundtrack YOU. It will always resurface and remind you it is there. Frighteningly good music. Warming that it exists.

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  1. The Stranglers - The Raven. (1979).

From the moment I first heard this album is 1984 I have always loved it. I always come back to it. It has never lost any of what is special about it. It doesn’t get better or worse. It remains constant. The fourth studio album from The Stranglers finds them at their hush most confident. Unafraid to sound gentle. The title track with Burnel on vocals is one of their finest moments. No filler on this album. I never skip a track. Electronic in places. Krautrock in places. Pop in places. Deadpan in places. Melody. Rhythm. It’s got it all.

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my god this thread!

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  1. Frank Zappa & The Mothers of Invention - We’re Only In It For The Money. (1968).

I will love the police as they kick the shit out of me on the street.

Are You Hung Up? kicks off Only In It For The Money, a disorientating trip of an album. You are whispered at and it draws you straight in. This ambles into Who Needs The Peace Corps? The two opening songs are two opening questions. Veiled is a sardonic attack on the 60’s beatnik generation. However this music is as beatnik as one can imagine, questions, despite the confusion the sound is streets ahead of their peers.

Concentration Moon alters the albums pace. Sped up vocals. Again disorientating. This song switches at will and packs a lot into its rough 2 minute span. Mom and Dad a song about hippies being shot by cops. Widely touted as prophetic in relation to the Kent State Shooting 3 years later. Zappa was even blamed for the shootings by extremists. The track has a sombre vibe but it’s beautifully paced. Is this album being serious now?

Telephone Conversation is just that. It’s an interlude of the kind 21 years later De La Soul would mimmick to an extent on 3 Feet High & Rising. Bow Tie Daddy is a 33 second ditty. Very quaint and adding to the albums short bursts of total genius. Harry You’re A Beast after the preceding tracks seems epic at 1 minute and a half. Despite still being a very short track it twists and pushes boundaries. The track really swivels, a music box, speeding up, slowing down, lush backtracking. Ridiculously brilliant. Yet the mastery is yet to come.

What’s The Ugliest Part Of Your Body Is so catchy it’s untrue. A psychedelic lullaby of pure brilliance. “I think it’s your mind”… Absolutely Free captures the imagination like few pieces of music can. The intro is so unique. Piano, almost doom laden piano. Samples way before samples were widely used. You don’t even need a brain to love this track. It bridges and angles. Subtle jabs of lush bass. It briefly gallops. More jabby bass. At the end it wobbles all over the place – it’s joy to the ears. “Discorporate and come with me”…

This is only topped and raised amazingly even higher with Flower Punk. Wah guitar. Musically it’s almost taking the blatant piss out of “Hey Joe”. It sounds beatnik / hippy, but it’s ripping the genre apart all at the same time. “How lucky I am to be in the rock n roll industry”, sarcasm at its very best. Hot Poop switches you back to the albums intro. Loops, backtracks. It’s the sound of delirious wonderful madness. Nasal Retentive Calliope Music pre-empts Pink Floyd messing around on “Ummagumma” before almost forming into a proper track. A needle skating stops it dead. Let’s Make The Water Turn Black has that speeded up vocal again. The track fools but is a solid piece despite the tomfoolery.

The Idiot Bastard Son has a lyric so far out that you just want to laugh and cry at it. It has a great hook but is still taken and twisted at many, many right angles. How did they fit so may ideas into two and a half minute bursts? Lonely Little Girl initially sinister, forms into one of those beatnik anthems that only this album can do. Starkly beautiful chorus, a kind of chorus you’ve heard before you hear it even for the first time. “La la la la la la la la la la la, diddle diddle dee, wah, wah, wah, wah WAH. A welcome reprise of What’s The Ugliest Part Of Your Body? confirms genius. Bleeding into Mother people. Pacey. Slow. Twist upon twist. “Shut you’re fucking mouth about the length of my hair”. Question upon question. A small near classical break before reminding you of what you were originally listening too. It’s all over the place now.

The album closes with by far its longest track. The Chrome Plated Megaphone Of Destiny beeps at you. Beep Beep. Scratch Scratch. It sounds like you’re trying to get online via dial-up in 1968. Manic laughing. The album has taken you on one hell of a trip and will leave you in a state of disorientation that is best remedied by flipping it back to side one and starting all over again.

Incredible.

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  1. CRASS - Feeding Of The 5000. (1978).

CRASS

Wake up calls. I first this around 1983 and it both scared the life out of me and in ways educated me. A cold dose of reality my 13 year old brain couldn’t fully take. Although non religious (myself) the lyrics to (Reality) Asylum, the cold delivery. I was startled, shocked even but the wordplay made me think, why are they doing this. It’s not like they were being offensive for offensive-ness sake. I listened. Fuck.

The range of this album (it plays at 45rpm and is just over 30 minutes). The fury in it. The idealism. The calling out. They pulled no punches even if them punches promoted peace. The silence break in They’ve Got A Bomb evoking a nuclear blast stopped me in my tracks.

The rants, the tone of delivery from a range of Crass singers all giving different feels. The tone of the album musically, like insanely high treble. The way they played radio waves like instruments. Experimental. Hugely idealistic. Seemingly scathing of Punk of which it was part of.

A vicious album that kind of comes in peace but targets all that needs targeting. Utterly unique. No fucking compromises. None. Not for the feint hearted.

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