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Or at least have a fucking clue about what's going on in the scene they write about, if they can't be bothered to get their asses out of their house once in a while. It's a crazy, wacky idea, I know.
I was going to bust out a hardcore rant but it's such a local issue that I don't want to waste your time with it. But, I do need to vent so instead, here's a mild one:
If you're going to be a music reviewer for "the hippest" local weekly, and if you're going to whine that there is no scene and/or your scene is not up to par, please, for the love of god:
A) Read the club listings in your own fucking paper for once--it just might help you B) Read the articles about the local bands that have appeared in your own paper C) Go to the shows in the clubs you claim have no attendees D) Read articles about local bands from other papers so you will actually know what you're talking about before you start talking from that place where the sun don't shine E) Actually contact local bands, DJ's and record label owners--oh wait, you claim nobody in town runs a label, even though you didn't think to ask anybody. It must be true!--before you write your stupid little rant so that (say it with me) you'll actually know what you're talking about.
Frickin' aging, out of touch, lazy, pompous reviewers who last had their pulse on the scene when the fucking Violent Femmes hit it "big" can cram it with walnuts. You're irrelevant. Go console yourselves with a case of Zima and your Bodeans cd's.
:rant: (Thanks for letting me vent, once again.)
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