The populace criticizes music and music criticizes the populace. So it has been, ever since our modern modes of communication were mobilized. One is a magnanimous commodity, the other, when unsavory, amounting to a sort of unexplainable, alienating buzzing in the air which causes babies to cry when they emerge from the womb. We are … Continue reading “Review Above by Mad Season? Eh, Let’s Just Make Fun of Pitchfork.”