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Psychotic Reactions and Carburetor Dung
by Lester Bangs
When so much music criticism these days has been relegated to barely 100-word reviews in aging rags like Rolling Stone and Spin, or, conversely, revels in insular purple prose on blogs like Pitchfork, the writing of Lester Bangs comes off today as the rarest of revelations. I don't think I've ever read any kind of criticism (let alone of the pop music variety) that possesses such a halcyon mix of anecdote and honest insight. Overblown, excessive, brilliant, and more fun than mixing alcohol and marijuana at a Stooges show.