Every year around this time I stop my rock reviewing pursuits to spend a post expressing my loathing of all this organized.
Perhaps CMJ and oachella and Pitchfuck and all these other music fests have something to add to the culture of the moment, but I find them vapid cesspools of overreach: a mass attack of bands you'll forget before the 23rd, way too dsperate for your attention.
Shepherded like, well, sheep, crammed into tiny venues, roundly loathed by all and sundry, we fans buy our little badges only to be told they don't work at any show we have the slightest urge to actually go to.
Plus? God help you if you are in search of a rock story for your website because you ain't gonna get it.
I say to hell with it.