I've never even heard any of the man's CDs, and I'm already completely sick of him.
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6 comments:
I'd never heard of him, either, until YOU brought him up. I take it I'm going to regret it.
To say that he's being overhyped as the Dylan of his generation would be an understatement.
Here's the fawning New Yorker profile: http://www.newyorker.com/critics/music/
A very similar story ran in the New York Times Magazine two Sundays ago.
Plus, I read the music press a lot, and it's not possible to read a single music mag without a story about the boy wonder.
Oh, and this is Jim, not Freddie (whose taste in music is hard to pin down).
Who?
The review doesn't say what snack foods he eats.
I think Melissa Block has multiple orgasms during this story on Conor: http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=4285614
He eats Porkies Pork Rinds
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