"Why would a reviewer make the point of saying someone's not a genius? Do you especially think I'm not a genius? You didn't even have to think about it, did you?"
- Eli Cash, The Royal Tenenbaums
Ever so often I get the reminder, as if I needed one, that I am definitely "not a genius." Last night, it came when I started reading Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer.
What a freakin' amazing novel. I looked at his Wikipedia bio. He's my age. In a world that creates writers like Foer, I feel pretty small. Even at my best -- I'll be thinking: "Yeah, but have you read this guy." Seriously.
Already some of my favorite local bands have been knocked out (Salim Nourallah, Sarah Jaffe, Red Monroe, Mom, Theater Fire, Laura Palmer, Robert Gomez, Smile Smile). Good music must prevail! We need you to vote for the best band... *ahem* Lovie. Give them all a listen, and decide for yourself. But come on, Lovie.