THE WALL

Pink Floyd (which at this point is primarily Mr Waters' ego and Mr Gilmour's guitar) rounds out the 70s with the most famous and successful double album in music. The Wall contains some of the greatest, most memorable melodies and lyrics and solos ever pressed to vinyl yet is drowned in its own sprawling ambition.

Strangely, it's hard to isolate filler - every song on its own is a gem. The issue is there simply isn't enough variety in the songwriting to justify the album's length. Rick Wright and Nick Mason are practically invisible, and there aren't any guest musicians aside from Floyd's trademark choir. Song after song is just Gilmour and Waters, and frankly it gets tedious.