Is there anything dumber than an alleged “artist” who doesn’t like a song because he doesn’t believe its lyrics are a literal biographical representation of the singer’s life?
I wonder what this guy thinks of Moby Dick. “Call me Ishmael? Yeah right, dude. It says ‘Herman Melville’ right on the cover. I’m not buying it.”
Thanks for not intentionally leaving off the hits, as these lists tend to do.
” It’s not like the article revolves around the writer’s own personal reflections.”
The first three paragraphs and the #1 entry all revolve around personal reflections.
Anyway, it’s fine with me if the author wants to write top 10 lists and reminisce about high school as if it were some kind of distant memory. I did that when I was 20 too. I just don’t know why Stereogum thinks anybody over 20 would care to read it.
I also am not trying to personally insult the author. The social media age is very weird in that I can’t have an opinion about an article without the author chiming in to defend his honor. What was supposed to be a comment on the editorial practices of a website I read daily has now become a back-and-forth snipe with some adolescent I’ve never met. It’s just a weird way to consume media.
If you don’t see a difference between writing great music and writing *about* great music, then we’re probably not on the same wavelength, regardless of the age difference.
With all possible respect to Stereogum and Elliah Heifetz … come on. Nobody cares about a 20 year old’s reflections on high school or wants to hear their Ivy League puke stories. What is the point of a retrospective article by somebody who can’t even remember three presidents ago? This should be in the college newspaper, not a website that grown-ups read.
The two main takeaways from this article:
1. We really do live in the most neutered, conservative artistic era in recent memory if everybody is clutching their pearls because a guy in a band called Fucked Up smokes a ton of weed.
2. Potheads really are the lamest people alive. Nice stoner eyeball beanie, dude. I think I saw one on a 14 year old skater last week… because that’s the only type of person who has any excuse whatsoever to own one.
You might want to be a little more tight-lipped about this kind of thing. I know a record store that got fined so heavily for breaking street dates that it had to shut down, and this was in the pre-internet era when word traveled a lot less quickly.