I must admit…
I’m a sucker for “Top 100” lists. Seriously. I know they’re basically a crock of shit, but I can’t help it. Give me an easily-digested, numbered guide to a medium, and I’m all over it. Books. Movies. And most, recently, I’ve been making my way through Pitchfork’s Top 100 Records of the (decade here) lists. They’ve just posted up their Top 100 of the Seventies list, and I’m working my way through it. I’ve already sifted through most of the Eighties and Nineties. Yeh, they’re the snootiest pack of snobs that ever stuck a nose in the air. But still.
Call it a self-improvement project.
I know it’s stupid, but I figure any record, book, etc., that makes its way onto a “Top 100 List ” must be at least worth looking at, right? Right?