{"id":17523,"date":"2019-11-25T05:30:44","date_gmt":"2019-11-25T10:30:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/?p=17523"},"modified":"2019-11-25T07:14:36","modified_gmt":"2019-11-25T12:14:36","slug":"so-bad-theyre-still-bad","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/index.php\/2019\/11\/25\/so-bad-theyre-still-bad\/","title":{"rendered":"So Bad They’re \u2026 Still Bad"},"content":{"rendered":"

Part of my role as a music journalist is to be a critic. While these days I focus more on features, interviews and essays, I still review quite a lot of music. And I’ve done so since the very beginning. But my approach to the task has gone through a number of stages.<\/p>\n

\"\"In my earliest days as a professional(!) writer, I pretty much took on any assignment that came my way. I wrote for a print magazine, and the editor would randomly send out CDs to the review staff, instructing us to turn in a piece a few days after receiving the disc (this was in the days before streaming was widespread). The result of that random method was that I sometimes \u2013 no, oftentimes \u2013 got CDs that, let’s say, fell well outside of my scope of interest.<\/p>\n

I reviewed ’em anyway. Some were clearly good for what they were, even if they didn’t pique my interest. Others were so clearly wretched that no amount of well-I-don’t-know-that-much-about-this-kinda-music backpedaling could save them.<\/p>\n

And so I reviewed ’em anyway. To some degree, time has vindicated my emphatic thumbs-down on these releases. By that I mean that the albums \u2013 and in most cases the artists themselves \u2013 have been consigned to the dustbin of history. Put another way, they aren’t still making music, least not under the same names.<\/p>\n