― Tom, Tuesday, 27 March 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Sterling Clover, Tuesday, 27 March 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
You can't "just" talk about records: what you say about them is always SOME kind of a personal history, even if you're hiding things or lying or adopting some shared reviewing convention for fun or profit...
Does the personal history say something new/useful/entertaining/revealing/upsetting about the record, or indeed about reasons for (not?) listening to records?
― mark sinker, Tuesday, 27 March 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
I would like to see some more total personal essays or just a (short) fictional story that captures a record without mentioning any tracks. That's the thing I'm working towards. But again I must say it's difficult to do well, it can very easily slip into "I was a depressed teen sittin in my room and suddenly I heard Neil Young and man, it suddenly all made sense."
― Omar, Tuesday, 27 March 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Josh, Tuesday, 27 March 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― the pinefox, Tuesday, 27 March 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Nicole, Tuesday, 27 March 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― graham, Wednesday, 28 March 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― mark sinker, Wednesday, 28 March 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
But how to do it? And more especially how to do it without raising associations in readers' minds which will forever taint a track for them? (Or is raising associations which will forever taint a track EXACTLY what a critic is meant to do?)
― Tom, Friday, 4 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Reasons for then being wary: public discussion of sex is FAR MORE prone to uncritical conformism than discussion of music. (Like: someone who says "I don't like and never have sex" is very likely hanging a sign round their neck saying "Ignore my ridiculous opinions.") It surely risks opening the hatch of the playpen-submarine — wherein antipathies and affinitites can be safely dealt with — to the inrushing cold implacable ocean, where the feelings (disgust, obsession, fear, loneliness, all the tricky stuff) are just too strong to be just PLAYED with, or at, or whatever.
― mark s, Friday, 4 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)