Tuesday, November 04, 2003

I Call Bullshit: On hating Vice Magazine. Ever since the New York Times hit piece on Vice, people have been grasping for ways to put Vice down. It's like, "Oh God. They're not very liberal are they? I'm going to pretend they're not funny anymore."

Now even our beloved Low Culture is joining the mob. Okay, we'll admit there may be a couple of meta-media references in the latest issue but who cares? It's not even worth describing the ways in which Vice is nothing at all like Brill's content. If you can't see it, you need to rinse the snark out of your eyes.

The latest issue of Vice has bits that are funnier and bits that are more intelligent than anything else anyone's doing these days.

Take the review of the new Minor Threat DVD.

Have you been to a hardcore show recently? It’s all kickboxing displays, repressed homosexuality, and bands that still hold a torch for evil dwarves like Ray Cappo. And how about all the fanzines that still begin with “I’m sorry for the shitty quality of this fanzine”? How about the coat-hanger girlfriends who still use daddy’s car to drive the singer of the band to the show? Holy cock sauce, dudes. Fuck you all.

So even though Minor Threat mistakenly invented all that stuff, they’re still one of the greatest bands in the world, and this DVD is totally essential. If you’re a new hardcore kid and you haven’t seen this, you should buy it and then kill yourself.

The fashion and drugs bits are good too. And then there is the interview with Amy Chua, which paints a clearer picture of the world than a year of whatever it is everyone else is reading.

(I'm sorry. Feeling grumpy this morning. It's election day. Anything politicized in New York automatically becomes so boring it provokes rage.)