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How’s this for an afternoon? 1967-1973 was the defining period for rock music, though I discovered it about thirty years late. Still, these are undoubtedly some of the greatest rock albums ever recorded.
I consider Layla & Other Assorted Love Songs to be the best album Eric Clapton has ever played on. The brilliance of the album owes no small part to Duane Allman, as well.
Exile on Main St. is my favorite Rolling Stones album. It took me awhile to fully appreciate it, but I love that the quality of the album depends more on the cohesive atmosphere of the tracklist on the whole than the popularity of the individual songs.
In the cases of Who’s Next and Machine Head, both albums are masterpieces, but I think I might prefer the bands’ live centerpieces, Live At Leeds, and Made In Japan, respectively.
For Led Zeppelin and Black Sabbath, I won’t necessarily say they’re better than these albums, but I’m fond of their looser, bluesier self-titled debut albums.
In the case of The Doors, their looser, bluesier album wasn’t the self-titled debut (pictured here), but actually their last album, L.A. Woman, which I’ve always preferred (though not by that much).
For Jimi Hendrix, it might be blasphemy to choose one of the many posthumous collections, but my personal favorite is the one titled Blues. Pound for pound, it contains, in my opinion, Hendrix’s most fevered playing.
And finally we come to Pink Floyd, a band with no shortage of masterpiece rock albums. If you ask me, though, I like their live gig at Pompeii. It illustrates impressively the band’s more experimental phase, before they became superstars.
Additional Notes: I would’ve added Yes’ album Fragile except that I can’t find it. I’m pretty sure I lent it to my brother. Also, apologies to Lynyrd Skynyrd fans – nothing personal.
P.S. I’ve never been a huge Beatles fan. :p