Last year, the self-proclaimed "last rock critic standing" Chris Weingarten (blogger, rock critic, Spin, Rolling
Stone and Village Voice contributor) talked about the death of music criticism at the 140 Characters Conference. (Watch it here.)
In that diatribe, Weingarten lamented that he was going to be out of a
job because magazines were hiring 19-year-olds for free concert tickets
and pats on the head instead of paying critics with taste. So,
yeah, maybe I feel a little endangered--and that's why I think his rant
is so funny. Music writers and editors became regurgitators of what the
blogs were saying? True dat. Internet connections are so fast people
can just listen to albums and judge it for themselves? True dat. The
Hype Machine panders to the lowest common denominator? True, dat.
A few days ago, he did a sequel. (He still has a job, BTW.) It's the same old shtick, but better, because there's way more profanity.