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koganbotIt's significant that, when I asked these three questions a little over a week ago, though an interesting discussion ensued, I got only ONE answer to any of these, someone recommending by email that I check Glenn Greenwald's column in Salon.
(1) Where does one go for ORGAFUN these days?
(2) Where does one go for ideas and smart arguments?
(3) Where does one go for people taking stock of themselves and their world?
Also no response to the more specific question: "Is there much interesting music criticism these days?"
A potential answer seems to be, "Yes, on blogs, about The-Dream." E.g., this, by Matt Cibula; thanks to Dave for bringing it to my attention:
Okay "Fancy" is basically a symphony and it MURDALIZES everything else. Forget the lyrics for a second — this thing is a fantasia, seemingly no structure to it except the floaty chords that seem to keep rising and rising and then drop off so they can rise and rise again, 59-piece orchestra patch with shouts as percussion and florid piano and harmonica from nowhere, handclap things but no real beat whatsoever until the last 15 seconds. Then you throw the words in — she likes nice fancy things because she grew up poor, she deserves nice fancy things because she's beautiful, and she's lucky because he is rich and likes to buy her nice fancy things, and (HERE IS THE KICKER) HE IS FANCY TOO ZOMG!!11! The whole thing is one extended moment, it exists in its own universe, it is tied strategically to Kanye and other neo-semi-anti-pro-materialist screeds but also tellingly to Prince's "Condition of the Heart". Isn't this just a girl in Paris who makes funny faces just like Clara Bow?
(Also, the excellent Edd Hurt is back to posting on Rolling Country.)
(1) Where does one go for ORGAFUN these days?
(2) Where does one go for ideas and smart arguments?
(3) Where does one go for people taking stock of themselves and their world?
Also no response to the more specific question: "Is there much interesting music criticism these days?"
A potential answer seems to be, "Yes, on blogs, about The-Dream." E.g., this, by Matt Cibula; thanks to Dave for bringing it to my attention:
Okay "Fancy" is basically a symphony and it MURDALIZES everything else. Forget the lyrics for a second — this thing is a fantasia, seemingly no structure to it except the floaty chords that seem to keep rising and rising and then drop off so they can rise and rise again, 59-piece orchestra patch with shouts as percussion and florid piano and harmonica from nowhere, handclap things but no real beat whatsoever until the last 15 seconds. Then you throw the words in — she likes nice fancy things because she grew up poor, she deserves nice fancy things because she's beautiful, and she's lucky because he is rich and likes to buy her nice fancy things, and (HERE IS THE KICKER) HE IS FANCY TOO ZOMG!!11! The whole thing is one extended moment, it exists in its own universe, it is tied strategically to Kanye and other neo-semi-anti-pro-materialist screeds but also tellingly to Prince's "Condition of the Heart". Isn't this just a girl in Paris who makes funny faces just like Clara Bow?
(Also, the excellent Edd Hurt is back to posting on Rolling Country.)
