I’ve only been working with Laura Collins-Hughes, the editor of ARTicles, the blog of the National Arts Journalism Program, for a short time yet, and she already knows how to push my buttons. This morning she sent out an e‑mail directing me to a rather extraordinary piece in the Boston Globe entitled “Love Music, Hold The Criticism.” Okay, granted, she sent the e‑mail to all of the bloggers at ARTicles, but I have a very strong feeling that she knew I would be the quickest to rise to the bait. And so I did. Yes, this is more writing about writing, so if that’s not your sort of thing, skip it. And look on the bright side: the more of that sort of thing I do there (where it is, in fact, actually germane to the blog’s overall mission…I think), the less of it I’m likely to do here. (Oh, and also, if you feel like being a wiseass and making a smart remark about the piece on Twitter, please do me a favor and cc your “tweet” either here or in the comments thread of the piece itself, as I’ve still yet to find a genuinely compelling reason to revive my account there, and I’m a trifle sensitive about being talked about behind my virtual back. Thanks.)
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There is one thing, and one thing only, about Almond’s piece that hit close to home, and that was his point about taking pleasure, as an aspiring musician, in tearing down the music of others. I sometimes question the motives behind some of the nastier things I’ve written about books and short stories, particularly in the horror genre. Not the negativity, mind you – just the nastiness. Not being a perfect person, I don’t like to think of the possibility that I might turn into one of THOSE bloggers, who has ambitions as a writer of fiction, but who can’t get my ass in gear, so I take it out on those who, at least, HAVE gotten their ass in gear.
At the same time, I know what I think is good, and what I think is bad, and when Joe Hill is allowed to coast by with a book like HORNS while most people have still never heard of Robert Aickman…well, anyway. Forget I said anything.
Besides all that, Almond succeeds only in sounding unbearably pious throughout, and projects his motives and attitude towards music criticism onto every single music critic who has ever lived. Which is, I don’t know, kind of presumptuous, I think. And his claim that all music is only trying to hit you square in the heart is so boring and inaccurate that it almost defeats any response. Not because there isn’t a good response, but because it seems hardly worth it.
Also: Robert Christgau left you a comment!
Some people, like myself, appreciate reading negative reviews to question their own perceptions. To assume upfront that the reader will somehow lose pleasure in the subject or be offended by a negative criticism is a rather shallow view of a potential audience.
I think the mistake of the piece is in assuming there is supposed to be some sort of objective standard in criticism. Criticism is a dialogue and, at best, a communication that helps inform (popular) culture for better or worse. There are snarky criticisms and there are substantive ones. The problem isn’t in the text (or even the writer), it’s in the lack of critical thought employed to be able to distinguish between them.
I could also point out that anyone truly having an epiphany at a MC Hammer concert SHOULD probably question their own place in the world. (That might not be very constructive, though).
What Christgau said.
What Brandon said, minus the Hammer snark.
Liked your reply, aside from your singling out of Mr. Scott. Yes, that was a harsh way of putting down ‘Shutter Island’ lovers, but I think that all critics live in glass houses on this matter. I know for a fact that I’ve read pieces by you, Glenn, where in the middle of being challenged and fascinated by a contrary opinion, I was also struck by an empirical phrase that invalidates my own response. Scott’s only, and the crushing dissapointment he felt with ‘Shutter Island’ came out in a particularly harsh notice. We’re all human.
(Thank god for Armond White- it’s impossible to be empirical about film when he’s around)