One of the most depressing albums ever made, with droning
guitars and synthesizers, chilly bass lines, stentorian vocals and drums
that sound as if they're steadily beating out the rhythm of doom. And that's
not even considering the lyrics, which are about singer Ian Curtis' failing
marriage and how he suffered from epilepsy. (Curtis hanged himself on May
18th, 1980, at the age of twenty-three -- the rest of the band regrouped
as New Order) Though Joy Division fully earned their reputation as England's
most harrowing punk band, they weren't always gloomy; on trips from Manchester
to London, they'd pass the time by mooning other cars. (Rolling Stone)
Total album sales: Under 500,000
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