Where NME Hacks Go to Die

This brain-dead review seems to sum up everything that's wrong with British music journalists. It's from the Murdoch Times, but seems to demonstrate the sort of NME snobbery British rock fans have had to put up with for the past 20 years. You definitely get the impression that this guy doesn't actually like music. All he cares about is style and attitude, accompanied by lyrics that are deeply symbolic of man's struggle against his socio-political environment.

Cloth-eared fools like him are the reason pseudo-intellectual poseurs like Franz Ferdinand or self-destructive idiots like Pete Docherty get all the publicity and exposure, thus ensuring that the British music public doesn't get to hear anything other than third-rate music.