How do you tell the truth?
About anything.
I don’t mean to get technical on you but… how dya do it???
It is a quantum problem, simply by writing about the music you like, you are effecting the music you life. Just by studying sound in order to offer an opinion your opinion is tainted.
And that’s the least of your problems.
1) If you are reviewing an album or two a week, you are over listening to it the album in order to analyze it. The repetition is unusual, it is not the way you would normally lsiten to an album, and because of that your opinion is warped.
2) If you are getting payed to offer an opinion, you over-react to the music you are listening: the sound is too too central to your life: it becomes larger then it really is and so you get it wrong. You are mislead and misleading.
3) You are in the market to offer a finishing end statement but music and absolutely new music, is a living and breathing entity and so it changes on you.
4) Mostly through repetition (the three “r”s as Mark E. Smith once noted: repetition, repetition, repetition)
5) But that’s not you do when you write about music. Writing about an album is like going for a ten hour swim and then complaining that swimming makes you sick. No, ten hours of swimming makes you sick. You are mislead.
6) Plus all the other crap I’ve been railing at for months and months now.
7) So the best thing you can hope to do is entertain your readers and get some truth out there from time to time.
8) Which reminds me Pitchfork are bringing together bloggers together to share their insites on a website.
9) because there is no activitity in the world these fools can’t turn into a campfire singalong.
10) Because the only way you can come close to telling the truth about music is by blogging, through admitting all the contadictions about music and surround it through repetition, through mistakes, through angles.
11) And, for fucks sake, not through ORGANIZING IT. Don’t organize, don’t institutionlize, don’t have your voice carry as one with many. Don’t unionize. Remain yourself. Maybe, and fuck knows I don’t have the analytic power to believe I’m doing it, you can get to some type of truth.