Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Jay Reatard, I Hate You! I Hate You! ...gah... I Love You. (sob)

Some people have jobs Jay Reatard!

Every once in a while a person who loves your music has to be at a desk(or somewhere else perhaps, like cleaning animal cages, or in surgery) at a particular time. They can't log in to an internet presale right on the dot to order your records. They can't be at Other Music at opening to grab one of your precious split 7" records with Deerhunter on the b-side.

It's just, well, all I wanted was a record. Now I'm left to download an mp3, devaluing music even further in my mind.

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Pitchfork Whimps Out?

Perhaps it was poor Travis Morrison's sobs in Wired magazine but it appears the Fork is afraid of their own opinions.

Today's Black Kids review originally was a 0.0(now changed to a 3.3) and while the body of the "review" hasn't changed the lead in line on the home page was initially: "Everyone makes mistakes."

Say what you mean Pitchfork. Did the album really grow 3.3 better on my commute to work? Can I expect an apology for Fleet Foxes some time soon?

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