New Writers

I've just discovered a music writer and journalist named Simon Reynolds out of Good Britain. He seems to be, at a glance, an astute observer of the undercurrents and underpinnings of the R&D end of modern music. I have slung a strand on over to it from the Spyder Web.

"But faux-black was once no problem at all; it was what you did, as a matter of course, to be pop, if you were white; the terms of entry. (Okay, there's exceptions, country/folk/showbiz sources, and "that voice", but by and large, it's true, for the 1960s at least, Pop in the moving-forward sense was black voices/moves/rhythms and white people putting on black voices/moves/rhythms, seemingly without a pang or a doubt that this was anything but the most natural thing in the world to do.)

So what SFJ is mourning here really is the loss of nerve--of gall, even--that enabled white rockers and poppers in the 60s to front. That white negro leap of courage. Faking it, basically, but in the process creating a new self that became your authentic self; a postracial superself."
- Simon Reynolds, 10.16.07 on his Blissblog

Listed as his inspirations, the philosophers Gilles Deleuze and Félix Guattari.

So very easy for my mind to wander in this virtual world. Three hours later, I now return to report that OiNK.cd is dead. And this article is interesting: Indie is dead.