Happy, dreary, energetic, angular, poppy. Love or hate, music has certain qualities that cannot be argued. The problem, to me, is one of defining the basic terms of the discussion. This is very much the most ridiculous critical response to music I have ever witnessed. Loathing aside, I will grant that there is an audience for this kind of music. I roll my eyes when someone raves about a piece of shit band like Grizzly Bear or No Age, but poor taste in music is not the issue. To make clear, my objections are not based on taste. Who died and made Animal Collective king? Great album, or greatest album?" It is a discussion for lunatics who need to leave their homes before presenting their final answers. Any website worth my attention has batted around this ridiculous Colbertian meme: " Merriweather Post Pavilion. They are extremely popular within an insular circle of highly abnormal people, located far from reality, that apparently has taken it upon themselves to speak for the rest of us. You don't see people clamoring for mainstream acceptance of Aphex Twin, or Squarepusher, or other freak electronic acts.Īnd yet that is the tenor of any discussion when it comes to AC. They are built to appeal to a minority of weirdos, to be taken with an entire shaker of salt. I'm flatly shocked that anyone who knows a single fucking thing about music would be ignorant enough to consider them anything more than a curiosity. I wish at the very least that they each had the goddamn common sense to listen to the "music" they make together and never lift a microphone again.īut more than the music itself, their place in conversation irritates me to no end. They stand for everything I despise in music. There are things they've done that I like, but these are very clearly an exception. My dislike for AC is very much a rational, cold-blooded loathe. I have taken a lot of time to think this through. (Actual importance: zero.) And after two solid months of this, I'm on my very last nerve. Of late, it has been impossible to read a music blog without encountering some sort of moronic embellishment of AC's place in American culture. Animal Collective is very much not they are praised to high heaven for things that they very plainly are not doing. This includes the likes of Katy Perry, The Fray, and such. I personally believe Animal Collective is the worst popular band on the planet. That has been my state of mind since the release (actually, since the online leak) of Animal Collective's new album, Merriweather Post Pavilion. Whenever the blogosphere echo-chambers itself into an insulated consensus on something that is plainly, clearly crap, this desire dominates my thoughts. Universally respected, receiving dozens of promotional CDs every week, holding the taste of American music nerds beneath my thumb, saving my audience from devolving into musical ignorami. Sometimes I think the world would be a better place if I was Robert Christgau. Subtitle: "And Why Their New Album Sucks As Much As Anything Else They've Done"
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