ITT: /mu/ in 1990

>>126982785 (OP)
>Rush knockoff
>manage to find a singer worse than Geddy
At least they're going for authenticity

>>126982785 (OP)
Fuck hair metal, fuck rap and fuck dance music

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Billboard_Year-End_Hot_100_singles_of_1990

For as much as they talk about the 2010s there's already some bad signs on here.

>#1 song is a dyke feminist anthem
>lots of proto-rap, shit electropop dance tracks, and Madge the originator of roastie -core pop
>rock soon to stop being fun or macho and mostly become about whining how bad you smell and you wish you weren't a white male

*breathes air eats food drinks liquids sleeps*

Comeback of the century?

I swear I didn't know her mama was an opera singer but then I'm sorry I didn't guess. She gets too political in her brave young attack on war and destitution ("There's gotta be a way/To unite this human race/And together we'll bring about a change.") Elsewhere she sticks to what she doesn't know--love. Debbie Gibson come back, all is forgiven. C

>>126982835
>#1 song is a dyke feminist anthem
And it's also made by unabashed nepo babbies.

>>126982835
meds

free-range country ("Friends in Low Places," "Two of a Kind, Workin' on a Full House") **

Who has this boy been listening to? Morrissey? Anita Baker? June Christy? Harry Connick Jr.? Whatever the sleazy details, his announced decision to hold off on the dance music till next time half-proves he doesn't know as much about stardom as he thinks, and the ruminations with which he proclaims his seriousness finish the job. As a public figure he's no Bono or Boy George--he's a good-looking, replaceable teenybop idol. So only teenyboppers, and not too damn many of those, are likely to care that he feels demeaned by false fame. It's as a musician that he's won respect, and not even a pop musician--a dance musician. Ironic, isn't it, that the danciest thing here is yoked to (and undercut by) his highly unoriginal thoughts on this matter? And though the McCartneyesque "Heal the Pain" sounds like a hit ballad, most of this cocktail music is no more interesting than the cipher who sings it so "well." I'm betting it doesn't move a quarter of Faith's units, which ought to enhance his appreciation of dance music pronto. C

I accept the slasher-movie defense in re the racism (and antirockism) of all attempts to stop these putative tough guys from bum-rushing the marketplace. But aesthetically the analogy is null, because slasher movies suck--exploiting and exacerbating rather than "revealing" or "catharsizing," they're a social pathology, period. So whether the Boys are expressing their inner natures or one-upping N.W.A. and 2 Live Crew, they're sick motherfuckers. Women get offed before or during sex in three different songs, one of which runs a chorus of "Geto Boys, Geto Boys" in back lest the misguided distance it too far from its perps, and if the merely brutal "Gangster of Love" isn't about their own experiences, they don't want anybody to know it. I'm impressed by their pungent beats and vernacular. I'm glad they put Reagan in bed with Noriega. I'm sorta touched when one of them thinks to thank the first girl to lick his asshole. I admire their enunciation on "F#@* 'Em." But fuck 'em. B-

>>126982978
compared to 2 Live Crew these guys are kinda wimpy sounding

Boy I can't wait for the next Metallica album, Justice was their heaviest yet! I bet the next one is gonna blow our minds!

>>126983010
>>126982978
all of this oldskool HH sounds weak and corny as fuck the shit was still in the Middle Ages back then

when are Guns and Metallica coming out with new albums? it's been like forever.

GO FOR IT

This isn't groundbreaking like Nation of Millions, but it shouldn't be pigeonholed as a terrific rap record. It's an exceptionally consistent and entertaining record, period, on a par with Goo or Freedom or Rock 'n' Roll or maybe even Sign "O" the Times. Hilariously unreconstructed, it takes shit from no one and gives shit only in the most high-spirited way--the targets it disses hardest are Mike Tyson, whose mama would say knock the mother out if the poor fucker had a mama, and famed rapper L.L. Cool J, a/k/a Cheesey Rat. It's avowedly street, but star street, voicing sympathy and solidarity rather than bullshitting about where he comes from after five years somewhere else. Marley Marl and assorted live human beings jam into the mix. Great music, great vocals, great lyrics, from beginning to end, by a proud pro with something to prove. A

The latest subject of the black superman theory won't write history like Harold Cruse and spout Afrology like Robert Farris Thompson any more than Darryl Strawberry will act the mensch like Don Baylor and hit .320 like Rod Carew. That's not his job--leading an arena band is different, and plenty difficult. It's amazing enough for a jazz musician like Vernon Reid to make the transition to pop accessibility, proving that even art-rock can signify with the best album in that meaning-laden genre since Pink Floyd was in mourning. Though the striking choruses and fancy structures are pretty Euro, the proximate model is Bad Brains sans Jah. And though MTV's millions have heard Reid's more panhuman messages before, they've rarely heard them expressed so coherently--or by a black person. Both factors count for something. A-

Bolton's imitation of Joe Cocker's Ray Charles imitation is almost ok but usually he's indistinguishable from pop metal in everything but the wattage of his guitar and the shamelessness of his hired song doctors. Name to remember: Diane Warren. Give her a writing credit and she'll give you a hit and a bad record. C

Sure they're a guitar band with a chick buried in the dust-bedeviled mix, but even in the early days Sonic Youth pretended to play songs. I say they're Swans meets Hose or Ministry versus Big Black--horrible noise urban zombis can dance to. And I knew they were the industrialists of my dreams when I had to check out the construction site across the street to make sure that power saw wasn't on the record. B+

The appalling pall that pop metal casts over 1990's abysmal Hot 100 is a triumph of mass narrowcasting--it is in theory possible for any passive Caucasian under 25 to consume (in descending order of marginal differentiation) Winger or Warrant or Heart or Jon Bon or Cheap Trick or David fucking Cassidy. Winger are Whitesnake with the sexism muted and the facelifts down the road, their feigned innocence and youthcult rote masking their will to power. They may last a while, they may not. They're so bad they're not even completely terrible. C-

>>126982785 (OP)
Holy Fuck! The Allman Brothers Band is back! Killer new guitarist, new album. The new music is awesome. Amazing live!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aqxywPYRCbI

Genealogically, Chynna's group--the elaborately arranged professional folk-rock of her mama and papa, rather than the obsessively reworked private surf-rock of Carnie and Wendy's boyish dad, are where their (and the world's) polished pop comes from, and their fashion sense is Laurel Canyon a land-grab later. Finicky and well-manicured though it is, it's not without its intricately minor pleasures, notably on compositions untouched by the singers' hands--"Impulsive," or (Gunnar and Matthew, why didn't you think of this?) "Eyes Like Twins." The '60s myth "The Dream Is Still Alive" they claim as their own. C

Even known assholes don't come up with concept albums slavering to send our "top guns" after Saddam (sounds like "Satan"), complaining to Lincoln about "nuisance suits," and advocating the freelance murder of miscreants who beat the rap (he claims). Take it as proof that Monday-night football is a rightwing plot. And ask the RIAA why his guns 'n vengeance don't rate a warning sticker. C-

There are no doubt hundreds of frustrated chorines who could sing the three Sondheim originals "better" than the most famous person in the world. But with its pedigree of wit and musicality, show-tune pop-schlock sure beats the direct-to-Vegas power ballads with which she's heretofore betrayed her dance-rock roots. Especially when she writes it herself--except for the "Material Girl"-inspired "More," the Sondheim tunes are fussy and genteel (with Mandy Patinkin's "well-sung" cameo the nadir), but such fake period pieces as "Cry Baby," "He's a Man," and the risque s&m-lite "Hanky Panky" are all her. This is a woman whose great gift is for the mask. Camp isn't everything she can do, but she sure knows how to do it right. A

>>126983604
another unnerving sign of things to come. agitprop albums the two parties bought and paid for.

Roxette again proving that Swedish pop will never be good.

IT MAKES NO DIFFERENCE IF YOU'RE BLACK OR WHITE
IF YOU'RE A BOY OR A GIRL

I'm Bart Simpson and eat my shorts, man!

>>126982961
Americans at that time still wouldn't accept openly gay singer so this didn't do so well there.

>>126984164
And a better time it was.

"It's three o'clock in the fucking morning, will you turn that thing down? All I hear down here all night is thump-thump-thump-thump thump-thump-thump-thump--same fucking tempo, same fucking beat, on permanent repeat, you don't even have to walk over to the amplifier to start it up again, just galumph up and down in that stupid hippie pogo. Of course I love him too. I know the guitar is great. So what? This isn't the Beacon, goddamn it. It's my apartment." A-

>>126982929
that's not even a review

>>126984164
Americans pushed Father Figure, a song that couldn't be more plainly about homosexual child grooming if that had been its title, all the way to #1. So there's that.

>>126982929
Garth Brooks sucks anyway, so...

Too used and abused to pursue their business interests, the self-appointed "real niggaz" watched other fake gangstas climb the charts till they could bear it no more. So they threw together this $6.98-list shortie and hoped Amerikkka would want it. Their best riff of 1988 is their best riff of 1990, attached to a blaxploitation docudrama pitting fake gangstas against fake cops (probably played by members of their management team). And for that 2 Live touch they hire a woman (as we'll call her) to mouth their instructions on cocksucking technique, one of many things they don't know dick about. To wit: first "grab" (ouch); then "lick" (just twice, before you get down to bidness); then "insert" (now "take it slow"); and "before you know it" (damn soon), "splash." When she swallows, she inspires such a conflation of awe and disgust she's forced to service the rest of the crew forthwith. C-

Album of the year

>>126983045
Rym tranny take
>>126983016
Geto boys had sense of humour

>>126982978
back when thugshit had not yet fully overtaken HH

>>126982785 (OP)
I fookin' love E m8

You poor naive fool, you. You thought rap couldn't get any blander than Hammer. Fact is it can get blander than this mediagenic white man but for now he's mugger number one. His suave sexism, fashionably misogynistic rather than dangerously obscene, is no less threatening than his suave beats, Hollywood, Florida rather than Hollywood, California. At least Hammer's silly samples were fun sometimes. C-

At least the Broncos can win the Super Bowl in Tecmo Bowl anyway. Now pass the controller this way.

>They went on forever and they, when I, we lived in Arizona
>And the skies always had little fluffy clouds
>And they moved down, they were long and clear
>And there were lots of stars at night

>And when it would rain it would all turn, it, they were beautiful
>The most beautiful skies as a matter of fact
>The sunsets were purple and red and yellow and on fire
>And the clouds would catch the colors everywhere
>That's neat, cause I used to look at them all the time when I was little
>You don't see that

>>126983917
Fuck Saddam, man!

LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THE FUCKING BITCH DEANER

F

HE IS THE...PAINKILLEEEERRRRRR

this thread didn't get so many replies compared to the 1982 one the other day

>>126982804
this was released in 1989 thoughalbiet

some real fucking metal! you can hear the spirit of Sabbath and Maiden all through this

Poignant in a way that sons of a drug-abusing father who was out of the house plenty even before the divorce should come up with such, er, positive messages. Disgusting in a way that children of pop privilege should luck into the extra sales gimmick of twinhood. And utterly apropos that Rick's boys are _fifth_-generation entertainers--circus, vaudeville, situation comedy, Hollywood rockabilly, and now . . . "dynamic melodic vocal guitar rock." "Stylistically no one's doing what we're doing," Gunnar boasts, and he's right in a way. But what makes them truly unique is that he could just as well claim everyone's doing what they're doing. D+

where my Aussie's at? our boys just put out another kino album to welcome in the 90's.

>>126988255
i know right

Beyond Aretha, forget the cameo attractions--Billy Vera (wan), Joe Cocker (rough), and Robert Palmer (compared by JB to Elvis, Otis, and Jackie, and don't you sometimes wish he was just as far out of the way?). The band's certainly not what it once was. And even at that it's sharper than his voice, which you probably figured and which sinks his umpteenth de facto best-of once and for all. Is this what he's showing his parole officer? Poor guy. C

>>126988270
fuck yeah mate, crack open a tinny and turn it up