Here’s a neatly-put putdown of critics from American trumpeter Jason Palmer:
“I frequently read album reviews of artists that are in my generation (25-35). Many of the writers proclaim that the artist doesn’t quite have their own “voice” or that the artist is still in the process of finding his/her own “voice”. Whenever I read a statement like this I can’t help but wonder if the writer were to put the record on repeat and listen to it all day, day in and day out (no one I know has time for this, but you know what I mean), would that artist then have their own “voice” in the view of the writer’s mind’s ear?”
Palmer’s comment is sparking quite a discussion way over there in Portland, Oregon..
Enough already. Have a joke instead:
How many music critics does it take to change a lightbulb?
None. They work in the dark.