October 26, 2010


Oh, jeez, in the compendium of rock critic cliches, few things are as annoying like the male rock comparing women artists to other women that they sound nothing like. Prime example: I missed this Glasser review on Pitchfork from 2 weeks ago. The review compares her to no less than seven other women, though, surprisingly, there is no comparison to Tori Amos or Yoko Ono or Karen O or PJ Harvey. Also tragicomic is the speculative characterizing of her bond with her best friend, Tauba Auerbach, as being that they are getting marginal fame together--like they are the motherfucking Kardashians, not ARTISTS. That said, if they start getting Molly Lambert up in there more often--I might have reason to stop bitching.

Posted by jessica hopper at October 26, 2010 12:06 AM | TrackBack