Sounds kinda fun regardless. Christgau is 70-something now, and after five decades he's the ultimate hanger-on. I never got how he was some genius or sublime writer--he was always closer to Dennis Miller (or Miller's writers) than James Joyce--but he was rightly touted for thinking about pop and rock music more than most critics. That said, he very often didn't understand even some acts he claimed to like a bunch like The Mekons. And that softball treatment of garbage pop music because cute girl reasons was always risible. The book might be worth it, though, and I'm gonna enjoy lots of it, I think.
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