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It never seems like a collaboration, it seems like it was assembled by committee, discussed in boardrooms, farmed out to contract players and stitched together on computer.
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What we get when we put the pieces together: an album where every single song is approximately the same length; an album where you could take apart any one track, combine those segments with other stray bits of the album, and still have the same basic entity you started with; an album whose choruses consist of phrases like “No, that bitch ain’t a part of me” repeated eight times; an album that, above all else, does not want you to think about it too hard.
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The idea of Cornell's sex-god wail over Timbaland's mechanized funk is appealing. But Scream draws out the worst tendencies in both of them.
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Timbaland rose to the challenge of making Chris Cornell a solo star by producing arguably the worst album he’s ever had a hand in.
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Scream veers between drab–sleek and rock–dude soulful; Cornell's yowl never sounds at home.
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The record sounds phoned in, plain and simple, and its awkward concessions to cliche, its trash heap lyrical conceits, and its dopey production have a cumulative effect that would be insulting if it weren’t so transparently uninspired and uninteresting.
Awards & Rankings
User score distribution:
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Positive: 63 out of 151
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Mixed: 6 out of 151
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Negative: 82 out of 151
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Oct 17, 2020Chris Cornell's voice does work well with Timbaland's production. This album has aged well.
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Aug 25, 2019
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Dec 9, 2014