NOW Magazine's Scores

  • Music
For 2,812 reviews, this publication has graded:
  • 43% higher than the average critic
  • 2% same as the average critic
  • 55% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 6.9 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Music review score: 66
Highest review score: 100 Miss Anthropocene
Lowest review score: 20 Testify
Score distribution:
2812 music reviews
    • 59 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Sweet and Hoffs’s pedigree separates this covers comp from the chaff, which is why people like Lindsey Buckingham guest on their inspired version of Fleetwood Mac’s 'Second Hand News' and George Harrison’s kid, Dhani, on their take on 'Beware Of Darkness.'
    • 59 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    This is not an observation about theme--the record is unremarkable in both sound and execution.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    The album shows he’s progressed since bursting onto the scene four years ago, but it’s definitely not going to change the minds of those who think he’s ruining dance music.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    It's all a bit of a muddle.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    If you can deal with the nostalgia factor, it’s a pleasant but unremarkable disc.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    His house-derived grooves don't have a lot of the swing and soul that older heads crave, but they're also not nearly as heavy-handed and macho as his haters claim.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    So while Yellowcard's hearts may be in the right place, it's clear they're simply incapable of realizing this clumsy faux magnum opus.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Unfortunately, too many songs have that thin, cheap quality that so many indie dance bands were into a decade ago. Good thing they're so ridiculously catchy.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    While opener 'Trash' sounds like the sort of thing Bloc Party should have done after "Silent Alarm," most tracks are hurt by a real lack of lyrical depth.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 80 Critic Score
    This is hot.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 80 Critic Score
    If you’re able to tolerate the graphic descriptions of rape, incest, drug abuse, dismemberment and felching (Google it), the reward is an incredible amount of introspection, and top-shelf production by Dr. Dre throughout adds to the replayability factor.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    What he winds up with is an unfocused yet sonically balanced mess.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    CSS are so desperate to do something new that they never stick with their strengths.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    If maturing means 14 (regular edition) tracks of footy-stadium-worthy anthemic choruses ad nauseam, I don’t want 1-D to grow up.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    When she strays into pop territory, her lyrics and vocals remind us of electroclash’s cheesiest moments. When she keeps it raw and downtempo, real talent shines through.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Lyrics are heavy-handed (especially on the Papa Don't Preach rip-off Keeping My Baby), melodies are forgettable, and her voice has little charm or personality. Disappointing.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
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    The album definitely grows on repeat listen.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Still, despite his naive imitations, Costa has a gift for catchy hooks, and once he figures out who he is musically, the results could be remarkable.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Flowers plays it too safe. For a record about Las Vegas, he sure doesn't gamble much.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Slick production (including Pharrell, will.i.am and Timbaland) and guest spots from Kendrick Lamar and T.I. distract from all that Lothario shtick enough to make the album a poppy, easy summer listen that grows on you with each play.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    This is no-frills rawk that's been dumbed down for mass consumption.
    • 58 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    It seems as if they've done everything possible to distance themselves from their original, much more interesting sound, opting instead for songs with barely enough hooks and coherent structures.
    • 58 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Sitek attempts to do Johansson (and us) a favour by burying her monotonous voice deep in the mix, but unfortunately, the musical support isn’t interesting enough to carry the album. Skip it.
    • 58 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Allan has a powerful voice, but it goes to waste under drowning synths and self-indulgent production by U2's Flood, who seems determined to drain the pop element out the band and turn them into a narcissistic mess.
    • 58 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Not a mind-blowing work of art, but expect at least a few more singles to blow up over the next few months.
    • 58 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Unfortunately, subtlety gets lost in the process, and only about half the guest vocalist are actually effective.
    • 58 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Yoav’s whole shtick is that he only plays the acoustic guitar, but he runs it through a looping pedal to make drum and keyboard sounds. Conceptually, it’s an okay idea, and Yoav pulls it off, but it gets boring fast.
    • 58 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Drowners prove themselves competent in making a tight indie rock album full of enjoyable melodies, but their strict adherence to formula and professionalism is undermining and can be dull.
    • 58 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Lyrics are corny and sometimes funny.
    • 58 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    The best rhymes come courtesy of Kendrick Lamar on Solo Dolo, Pt. II, and the worst are from Too Short on the album’s weakest link, Girls.