Drowned In Sound's Scores

  • Music
For 4,812 reviews, this publication has graded:
  • 53% higher than the average critic
  • 3% same as the average critic
  • 44% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 1.9 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Music review score: 71
Highest review score: 100 It Won't Be Like This All the Time
Lowest review score: 0 BE
Score distribution:
4812 music reviews
    • 52 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Like Oasis' first album, it's definitely going to bring people together, and it will certainly start mass sing-alongs, but something tells me The Others won't be making it to a stadium near you anytime soon.
    • 52 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    With Monochrome, Hamilton seems to have realised that stepping away from the majors and their requisite studio production sludge can only be a good thing. Now, if he can find a new direction to blaze in rather than re-tread thrice-covered ground, he may be on to something.
    • 52 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Not only are these not the greatest songs in the world, they're not even a tribute to them.
    • 51 Metascore
    • 70 Critic Score
    Some of their critics will remain unmoved, but the fact remains: Kodaline have acquired confidence in their abilities and are on top form throughout their second LP.
    • 51 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    It’s neither poor enough to warrant a panning, nor progressive enough to deserve praising to a degree where recommendation to absolute beginners is necessary.
    • 51 Metascore
    • 80 Critic Score
    As pastiche, this all makes for a fragmented and cumbersome back-to-back listening experience - utterly dominated by wild mood swings. But with so many independently functioning songs on offer, certain suites of two or three become hands down irresistible.
    • 51 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    This is dead-eyed pop with aspirations of being your comfort food but turns out to be a starchy soulless slop.
    • 51 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Perhaps the worst crime is that Ashcroft never even gives that wonderfully expressive voice of his a proper workout; he hasn’t written anything here that demands he really go for it. Instead, These People is an album that’s so safe, it’s almost dangerous.
    • 51 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Up, Guards And At Em is powerfully akin to going back to a club you haven't been to in years, only to find the same soundtrack playing. And there's few people out there who wouldn't find that boring.
    • 50 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Ultimately, ‘Winning Days’ is an highly frustrating listen.
    • 50 Metascore
    • 70 Critic Score
    It seems that despite decades of oversharing, self-analysis, bombast, outrage and drama, Eminem does, still, have something to say, as well as the means to say it.
    • 50 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    A voice like Maguire's deserves infinitely better than the calculated dross on display here.
    • 50 Metascore
    • 90 Critic Score
    Hurrah for all those who delight in confounding expectations, especially when the results are this unexpectedly, paradoxically delightful.
    • 50 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Over and over again What About Now pitches itself at the same commercially anthemic middle ground as U2, ideal for talent show montages and inspiring moments at award shows but ultimately anemic, soulless and forgettable.
    • 49 Metascore
    • 70 Critic Score
    Ultimately Borrell 1 is a better-than-serviceable rock record complicated by myriad preconceptions, all which are further skewered by some fantastically hubristic song titles.
    • 49 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Black and White Rainbows seems to have been produced by the committee who did the backing tracks for the original Guitar Hero--every edge sanded smooth, compliant and utterly indistinct. There are no dynamics to be found on this LP, only ‘on’ or ‘off’.
    • 49 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    The rest of the record is a confused meander through some of the lesser known backstreets of this over-familiar band.
    • 48 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Lyrically, the album only deteriorates into further embarrassment.
    • 48 Metascore
    • 80 Critic Score
    Unlike other would-be indie-dance pretenders, this is properly danceable stuff; fat basses and catchy percussion beats are punctured by intoxicating keyboard motifs.
    • 48 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Sex Dreams and Denim Jeans really should have been released a couple of years ago when Uffie was at the height of her fame. She should have struck while the iron was hot. She’s missed the boat completely now.
    • 48 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Play Music is a good idea poorly executed.
    • 48 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Again Athlete have purported a musical equivalent to a blank stare. It is there, it may intend to disperse meaning, but in the end it does nothing much, if anything at all. Blah, indeed.
    • 48 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    As a temporary deviation from Incubus's core sound, If Not Now, When? is satisfactory.
    • 47 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    It’s a pleasant mess, it’s well-meaning, and there’s enough pop here to satisfy the band’s fans.
    • 47 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    As a creative artefact however, its merits are limited, and does little, if anything, to contribute to Tim Burton’s creative vision.
    • 47 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Too many cheesy keyboard presets, no engagement with contemporary 'urban' forms, no distinct personality, one half-decent song, a facsimile of a thing as opposed to the thing itself.
    • 47 Metascore
    • 70 Critic Score
    Each track is well structured and well-executed; never staying for longer than it should do or even doing anything on the whole that it shouldn't.
    • 47 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    While Don Broco’s desire not to retread old ground is commendable, their stated desire to focus on what makes them stand out as a rock band has fallen a little flat.
    • 47 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    Bland and instantly forgettable.
    • 46 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    It is laudable for Smith to try and eschew the eccentric frontman label in favour of something more cerebral. But in attempting to reach for the moon, he ends up merely stalled and snagged, dangling awkwardly from an unwieldy scaffold of clumsy platitude and hollow couplets.