I rarely read music criticism. I do read this.
By necessity, these posts have been truncated, abbreviated and generally fucked with. They might well make more sense when viewed within the original context. And they might not. That’s Tumblr for you. Us old ‘uns at WordPress still can’t get our heads round it. The T-shirt is taken from an Everett True saying. [Starts -> -> ->]
The Collapse Board interview | Darren Levin (FasterLouder, Mess+Noise)
Why should people write for FasterLouder when they’re accumulating clips when they could just start a tumblr instead? Is there a single good editor who actually cares where a piece was published as much as they care about the quality of the writing?
notes for a three-minute thesis presentation by Everett True
Has Everett True simply out-lived his purpose? WTF.
Another day, another article about the death of the music magazine
It’s probably coincidence.
How to insult a music critic
I feel so privileged to be part of this great music industry.
Howe Gelb | How to respond to a Paste Magazine review
it’s fun to criticize critics when album reviews tend to reveal much of how their brains work, much like a sonic rorschach splotch.
How to respond to a Pitchfork review
“However, if [‘Robocop 4 – Fuck Off Robocop’] is truly amongst the worst songs of the year then I am a giant bat and Pitchfork a cave into which I will shit golden effigies of your face.”
Why you’re secretly an elitist (and why that’s a good thing)
Arcade Fire are like a hook-up in the toilets at a nightclub. They do the job, sure, but there’s nowhere to go beyond that.
A new list from the NME, and some thoughts about pop-hackery
Secretly, what modern mainstream pop-hackery confirms is that there’s a fundamental sadness to the role of music writer, or at least there is if you let it take hold – you are employed to basically be a hanger-on, an eavesdropper, a spod, a geek, someone who won’t shut up about something the rest of the world just get on enjoying.
