Ah, the perennial question, what to make of "bad" albums we inexplicably love? Are they
guilty pleasures? Or is the very concept of a guilty pleasure indicative of rock snobbery, a high-brow insistence that there is some objective truth as to musical quality, because whether an album is truly good or bad simply comes down to whether one particular listener happens to like or dislike the music?
Pitchfork caused a bit of a stir recently when they decided to "re-review" a bunch of records where publ...
Published on October 22, 2021 13:30