Like most rockers, most rock critics drink. At night, they get dopey on the tonsil polish, but during the day, journalists get smashed on hype. And everyone -- from writers to readers, musicians to fans -- knows that hype, like hooch, has the unfortunate tendency to make you fall in love with someone you shouldn't. Sauced, you hop into the sack with Scarlett Johansson only to wake up with Darth Sidious. Likewise, with a pair of buzz-goggles, you fall for a "playful, post-modern pastiche," then learn in the morning that you got double-teamed by the Darkness and Har Mar Superstar. When their senses clear, critics strike out at their former beaus with a passion. You can call it backlash, but it's really... More >>>