I don't know anything about reviewing music,
Neither do we. Or I should say, neither do I.
Not that I've let that little nit stop me.
I don't think this is any sort of objective exercise in ascribing a 'good music' or 'bad music' status to any of the songs posted. Or any sort of test to determine who has the 'best taste' in music. At least it's not those things for me.
Speaking only for myself, I'm mainly here to 'test drive' some bands I've either not heard at all...or heard only in passing via their most Top 40-friendly outings.
If I don't like something I hear here, I don't see it as any reflection whatever on the person who posted it (in fact, I have posted a couple of songs myself that *I* didn't even like, and I assume others have done the same, just to see the reaction!)...and if someone doesn't like something I post, I am assuming (hoping) they don't think any less of me
personally for posting it. They just don't like the song/band/genre. Which is fine, given that everyone's preferences are different and most people who would participate in a thread like this are here in order to STRETCH their preferences, not really 'break them', if you know what I mean.
I just see this as a bunch of music fans of varying personal taste, background, and even age/era of music they grew up with, throwing out tunes they've heard to the crowd for fun.
If skills as a music critic or 100% impeccable taste are required...then I know that I, for one, came to the WRONG place!
Counting Crows - Up All Night
Well, people will probably laugh at me for calling those two songs too MOR and then saying that Counting Crows are one of my favourite bands, but there it is, they are.
Okay. Now it's just gettin' scary.
I wouldn't say they were one of my 'favorite' bands, but I do really like them a lot. I have always liked their sound...and back when they first came out in the midst of Grunge, I remember turning to them quite frequently when I needed a break from all the anger and angst and struggle and overall serious tone of grunge.
I mean, while Eddie was screaming "Drop the leash! Get out of my fuckin' face!" and Layne was lamenting being Down in a Hole, and Kurt was entreating people to Rape Me...these guys were singing about cruising the boulevard with "Mr. Jones", looking at girls.
Put in their historical perspective, they really WERE a very nice distraction from what was going on at the time in music.

And you gotta love 'em for that.