"I understand full well how easy it is to slip into the language of insincere, formulaic vacuity, a language that reduces words and meaning to the lowest capitalist denominator. I know it's easier to write what you think other people want you to mean than to figure out there's no way to say what you really mean in certain contexts. I know it's easier to whack people on the head with hyperbole than to sell them on subtlety. And I know it's easier to plug in a bunch of clichés than to try to convey what music sounds like. "
Reading music press releases and seeing red.
(An unusual silly season series, wherein the
San Francisco Bay Guardian tasks their music critics to
write about music writing.)