What I did tonight instead of going to see Cults play live

Everett True details what he did tonight instead of watching corporate cult band Cults play live.

• I watched Game Of Thrones, to be part of the common herd.
• I thought about how cold it is outside, sparking (favourable) memories of Cerys Matthews (who doesn’t do my favourite version, not by a long stretch).
• I figured that Cults are probably best left in the imagination, although I guess the truth in that statement at least partly  rests in how vivid or inventive your own particular imagination is.
• I mourned the passing of that brief fiery cluster of muses who put together The Ten Reviews.
• I prepared the kids’ lunches for school tomorrow.
• I admired the resonance in Samuel L. Jackson’s voice. (Although once again I figured his version to be far too short.)
• I mourned the passing of music criticism as a viable art form.
• I thought in bullet points.
• I listened to Beyoncé again. False warmth is still warmth. And I have no way of judging what genuine warmth is, anyway.
• I stoked the fire, and waited.

by Everett True

My name is Everett True. I am a music critic. This is what I do. I criticise music. The clue is in my job description – music critic. I do not consider myself a journalist, as I do not research or report hard news. I do not consider myself a commentator as I believe that everyone should be a participant. I criticise people and in return I am not surprised if other people criticise me. It is part of the whole deal of being in the public arena. I am Everett True. Believe in me and I have power like a God. Quit believing in me and I no longer exist.