Five Statements Guaranteed to Annoy Music Elitists
Some of my friends think I'm a music elitist. Totally untrue.
After 25 years in record stores, and a lifetime of being a music junkie, I know more about music than the average bear. I cannot deny that. But an elitist? No way. I'm not even a decent critic. I can ramble poetic for hours about music that I love, but I can't bring myself to dog the bad stuff (at least not in print).
As a matter of fact, true music elitists and critics look at me with disgust. Hang around a few more minutes and I'll prove it to you.
Are Elitists Born or Made?
How do I know I'm not an elitist?
First, I know 8,000 of these people. All over the Valley. All over the country. Friends, acquaintances, colleagues, good customers and bad. Some of my favorite people in this whole world are total music snobs (the High Fidelity video above is just barely an exaggeration).
Second, I know me. I don't give a fuck what critics think. I'm listening to Foghat's Stone Blue as I write this sentence (great album, still holds up). I think the fact that the Steve Miller Band isn't in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame is a crime.
Anyway, I've spent my entire life using these two pieces of knowledge to help me participate in one of my favorite pastimes, annoying and arguing with music elitists.
It's not tough. We're talking about some serious geeks here. Obsessive, passionate, opinionated bastards who will get all worked up at a moment's notice. Pushing their buttons isn't that hard.
But it sure is fun.
Want me to show you how it's done?