Pitchfork's Scores

  • Music
For 12,715 reviews, this publication has graded:
  • 41% higher than the average critic
  • 6% same as the average critic
  • 53% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 2.8 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Music review score: 70
Highest review score: 100 Sign O' the Times [Deluxe Edition]
Lowest review score: 0 nyc ghosts & flowers
Score distribution:
12715 music reviews
    • 63 Metascore
    • 64 Critic Score
    The band plays with tremendous power, verve, and energy, but the results feel leaden, even after dozens of list For all of its dense conceptual underpinnings, The Ark Work comes up curiously short on new ideas long before the album ends.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 68 Critic Score
    Thankfully, it's not just dour missives and desolation--there's life in these songs.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 59 Critic Score
    Even on some of the stronger tracks, Zimmerman seems to be going through the motions.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Despite its slightness, Notes From a Quiet Life is still a landmark in Washed Out’s catalog: a true solo turn and a complete break from chillwave sonics. But having finally acquired all this space, Greene seems unsure how to fill it.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 37 Critic Score
    I just always felt comfortable in my thinking that one Toad The Wet Sprocket was more than enough to fulfill a specific emotional and intellectual niche. Am I wrong?
    • 63 Metascore
    • 41 Critic Score
    Iron Sea is filled with the sort of greeting-card poetry that would even give Bono pause.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    It's a soundtrack to a '70s made-for-TV movie, but a damn fine one.... But ultimately, Pelo is a triumph of average-- a zero-sum game. The few noteworthy tracks are negated by the bombs. For every standout, rare as they are, there are embarrassing nadirs like "Tom of Finland (An Homage)."
    • 63 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Manages to ignore the essential art-rock flourishes of Sound-Dust, and in fact, [has] done away with anything even remotely interesting or new.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    There is an alarming lack of imagination in evidence on Skeletons, and virtually nothing in the way of strong emotion.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 61 Critic Score
    There's something to be said for a debut album that so vehemently defies conformity, even if it kinda cuts off its nose to spite its face in the process.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 59 Critic Score
    There is a lot of loud, full-bore belting. It's a little showboaty and on occasion his voice threatens to overpower the song itself.... Still, not a note of Magic Moment rings false.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 52 Critic Score
    In the end, lost amidst the faithfully reproduced house piano progressions and familiar melodies is anything signaling that those epiphany-filled late nights were actually, you know, fun.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    While Rundanns has all the makings of a late-career triumph, it’s less a new watermark for Rundgren’s sprawling discography than an analog to it: beautiful and baffling in equal measure, all over the map, and beholden to nothing but its own inexplicable logic.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 49 Critic Score
    Paper Tigers is one or two decent singles surrounded by a bunch of mediocre-or-worse filler.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 71 Critic Score
    Time to Die bests it as far as consistency goes.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 45 Critic Score
    Whatever pleasure can be generated from Bellamy’s admirable melodic sense and overblown hooks is negated by Muse’s insistence that they’re profound rather than fun.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    As a think piece, Rehearsing My Choir is enormously engaging, but as a pop record, it's exhausting and fruitless.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 34 Critic Score
    The problem with Fear Yourself is not that it sounds big, rather that it sounds condescending to the man it's supposed to be all about, and more importantly, by.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 66 Critic Score
    Mono have wisely restrained from directly replicating their previous sound, but here the band has sacrificed sonic heaviness for intellectual ponderousness, and too often has fallen prey to slow, repetitive, tiresome songwriting patterns and a frustrating lack of variation.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 57 Critic Score
    There's nothing especially bad here, but once the smoke clears from their bland, bassed-out ambiance, HTRK are another band without a sound to call their own.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 70 Critic Score
    Ghost demonstrates well enough Ferreira's versatility, certainly her stylishness, but even more than those, it shows her empathy.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    With every bungled attempt at pop, metal, or pop-metal, Get Hurt just rewrites its own worst case scenario.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 65 Critic Score
    Outside the sagging middle section, the subject matter and production will be nothing new to those familiar with Yela's music; his voice and perspective remain sharp and unique, and he certainly hasn't lost any of his technical skill.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 59 Critic Score
    What feels missing from Heavy Mood is specificity: Where are the characters, and what became of those kids passed out on the lawn? The heart of Heavy Mood is lost its in own sloganeering.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 28 Critic Score
    The lack of honesty doesn’t really matter--nobody’s going to Sheeran for gritty soul-searching. But the lack of imagination does.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 58 Critic Score
    This album should alienate virtually everyone who's ever been a Shadow fan.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 58 Critic Score
    These songs tend towards fuzzy sentiments—the words “love,” “life,” “light,” and “feel” are staples. Many of the musical ideas—tinkling pianos, plasticky strings and emotion-squeezing chord progression—have been part of Moby’s toolkit since the word “Go.”
    • 62 Metascore
    • 58 Critic Score
    Which brings us full circle, in a strange way, to DFA79. While the band surely wasn't the headiest of its era, there was a svelte, muscular quality to their music-- a feeling that any excess had been cut away-- that is absent from this record (and, it's worth noting, Keeler's work in MSTRKRFT).
    • 62 Metascore
    • 41 Critic Score
    There isn't a lot left on Nothing, apart from these faint reminders, to indicate that these two guys were the same pair who once revolutionized the sound of hip-hop.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 67 Critic Score
    For the first time, it sounds like he sat down in a good studio and carefully assembled a record. That's good, in that Odd Nosdam's production rode out the lo-fi thing for exactly long enough before moving on; but it's also a disappointment, because the new work isn't far off from where he was before-- it recycles a lot of his ideas with none of his usual edginess.