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squeenie53 's review for:
The First Collection of Criticism by a Living Female Rock Critic
by Jessica Hopper
The first essay shows Hopper at her best, laying bare her visceral craving for musical deliverance. Most of the rest, though, lack that verve and dazzle. Many feel unworthy of being anthologized at all -- often they end abruptly before they really go anywhere (the profile pieces are especially forgettable). And hard to forgive numerous copy editing errors of previously published work, I'm afraid.
Her greatest achievement is in shining a bright light on the misogynist standards for judging female artists: when they're good, they just got lucky; when they're good AND sexy, there must be men in suits pulling the strings. As she writes of Lana Del Rey, "Surprisingly, it's still easier for people to believe the ancient model of a major-label star system -- girl of moderate talent is groomed and posed to appeal -- rather than accept that a young woman could plot her course by her own animus. Meanwhile, sexist critiques of Del Rey's appearance, songs and videos get spun as incisive discernment, offered up as a knowing analysis of a deceptive product."
Her greatest achievement is in shining a bright light on the misogynist standards for judging female artists: when they're good, they just got lucky; when they're good AND sexy, there must be men in suits pulling the strings. As she writes of Lana Del Rey, "Surprisingly, it's still easier for people to believe the ancient model of a major-label star system -- girl of moderate talent is groomed and posed to appeal -- rather than accept that a young woman could plot her course by her own animus. Meanwhile, sexist critiques of Del Rey's appearance, songs and videos get spun as incisive discernment, offered up as a knowing analysis of a deceptive product."