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God, what a load of over intellectualizing one's tastes.
His writing is twice as fatiguing as Thurston's most wankish noise release and the fact he misses entirely that some of them are actually quite good just makes him look like the textual equivalent of somebody who likes listening to their own voice.
His point about conceptual art being more conceptual than art (my interpretive paraphrase) might be better accentuated if he didn't outright prove they've successfully made him think a whole lot about it all.
I have much more respect for people who say they don't like Sonic Youth because they don't like the way the music sounds.
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