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Wherefore the endless praise of albums? Where's the characteristic bitterness of critics? Where's the sarcasm? Where are the ratings, damn it? Good questions, all. Unlike most music review sites, this one has no rating system. Sorry. My (mostly) weekly column is intended to be a collector's guide; the idea is that every album reviewed is well worth owning. Look: I dig records. I spend a lot, likely too much, time thinking about and buying them. I'm not interested in talking about what isn't good - there's plenty of perfectly good zines already doing that. I'd rather use this little digital soapbox to crow about or otherwise draw attention to the good stuff. It might help to think of this as a collection of four or five-star winners, records that have proven their worth over time or bands that show serious promise for the future. Therefore, each review is a glowing one. If it's here, buy it. As for the sarcasm and bitterness? Try the movie reviews. That should fit the bill. Incidentally, I have no rating system for movie reviews, either. I know this drives people nuts. Maybe I'll consider adding a rating if enough people bitch, but for now I leave you to your own intelligence. You may judge for yourself how much I liked or disliked a film by my review of it. |