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Psychotic Reactions and Carburetor Dung
by Lester Bangs
Really seems like he was the best pure writer music criticism has ever known. I’m just old enough to remember a time when every wannabe tried to write like him, but none had both his intolerance for bullshit and (this is related) his humanitarianism. Or his sense of structure: everything in his 10,000 word Fun House review is in its right place, even the Ayler reference. Bangs is one of the few writers to transcend, at least in print, his self-loathing and self-destructiveness. Music crit doesn’t necessarily need more stream-of-consciousness. It needs more writers who’ll stand up for life, and kick the asses of anyone who won’t.