Of all Alice Cooper's albums, I'd say that this one has to be the finest. The simple reason is that in more or less explains every side of him. He's had hard rock albums, creepy albums, funny albums, evil-sounding albums, but Love it to Death has it all. Caught in a Dream is catchy and has that razor sharp wit that only Alice can deliver, as does Hallowed be my Name and I'm Eighteen. Is it my Body and Seven Coming are so underrated but fantatsic pieces of music. The Ballard of Dwight Fry is one of his most famous (as is the legend that he recorded the song while under a pile of chairs). Perhaps the finest track is Black Juju. It is very long and not the kind of thing you listen to on the bus, but in the right setting its power will have you quivering. When you're depressed or angry, put this on on full volume and close your eyes, it's like slipping into a trance.
He's had many albums, but this one is his best!