Psyche! The quotes we used were all from Pitchfork! Joke's on...somebody. We'll get back to you as to whom—for now, here are the quotes, the reviews they were culled from, and, of course, their authors:
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Yes, for one time only we are reviving one of our wackest most beloved features, where we dig up the gonzoest of the gonzo writing at Internet indie-rock tastemaker site Pitchfork. Except this time, we have expanded it to include not just recent Pitchfork reviews but reviews from the site's entire history!
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And we're back again with the now-twice-a-month Pick Of The 'Fork, in which we take recent examples of gonzo Pitchfork writing, and see if you can find the impostor. This week, we're focusing on some of the wordier passages from the past two weeks; the only problem is that our poll-presentation system only hold so many words, so you'll have to scroll down to vote:
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Awww yeaah! Today marked our fourth consecutive "Pick Of The 'Fork" semi-victory, thanks to the fake "guitar-driven" line, which drew a good-enough-to-not-lose 28.9 percent of the vote. Here's how the other entries shook out:
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And we're back again with the Pick Of The 'Fork, now coming to you twice a month (every time we do this, we need at least a week and a half to recover). Take a look at this week's examples of gonzo Pitchfork writing, and see if you can find the impostor.
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We hate to brag, but this was our third victorious Pick Of The 'Fork in a row! Keeping with today's "Let's mention the Arcade Fire whenever possible" theme, we phonied things up with that LCD Soundsystem reference in entry No. 1. We're hot—not quite "Best New Music" hot, but definitely "Recommended" hot. The rest of the entries shook out as follows:
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And we're back again with the Pick Of The 'Fork, now coming to you twice a month (every time we do this, we need at least a week and a half to recover). Take a look at this week's examples of gonzo Pitchfork writing, and see if you can find the impostor.
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We're on a roll! For the second time in a row, our fake Pitchfork quote—the one with the "piss and vinegar and more piss" line—placed last, this time with 38 votes, or 16.1 percent of the vote. As for the other entries:
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And we're back again with the Pick Of The 'Fork, now coming to you twice a month (every time we do this, we need at least a week and a half to recover). Take a look at this week's examples of gonzo Pitchfork writing, and see if you can find the impostor.
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The results of our first "Pick" survey in more than two months could not have gone better: Our fake entry placed last, with 20.7% of the vote (we were hoping the Temporary Residence reference would throw everyone off). Here are the rest of this week's Pitchfork-sourced sentences, and their accompanying reviews:
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It's been a while, but we're happy to announce that Pick Of The 'Fork—our weekly feature in which readers are forced asked to determine which review was not published in Pitchfork—is back in rotation. We took some time off from the poll, and with good reason: Not only did the 'Fork do away with their ripe-for-the-picking singles-review columns, but voter turnout was getting lower and lower with each installment, which we took as a sign that everyone had tired of our nitpicky nonsense. But after numerous requests, we're reinstating it, and you can now look forward to it every two weeks. More »
Last week, it was musicals; this week, it was a torch song that fooled you into believing our disguise as a Pitchfork writer. Our dummy sentence—"It's records like this that make me want to cut and paste the lyrics of 'Is That All There Is?' into my review."—was caught by a mere 26% of voters in our weekly Pick Of The 'Fork poll. And here we thought this one was a gimme—don't you remember the Cristina cover we posted a few weeks ago? Maybe next week we should try to drop an opera reference or two.
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Welcome to Pick Of The 'Fork, Idolator's weekly attempt to match the verbal gymnastics that the reviewers at Pitchfork pull off without breaking a sweat. The drill: We post four sentences, you vote for the one that didn't run in the tastemaking bible this week. We wait a few hours to see if we duped you, and then we post the sources of each quote plucked from Pitchfork's pages. Happy voting!
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Maybe we should name-drop musicals in "Pick Of The 'Fork" more often. Our attempt to match wits with Pitchfork's stable of reviewers—"Her shameless plugs are frequent enough that you expect her to sample "Who Will Buy?" from Oliver next."—was seen as a phony by a mere 18% of you, relegating it to last place in our weekly poll of prose. Awesome! We're going to start working on our Legs Diamond jokes for the coming weeks.
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Welcome to Pick Of The 'Fork, Idolator's weekly attempt to match the verbal gymnastics that the reviewers at Pitchfork pull off without breaking a sweat. The drill: We post four sentences, you vote for the one that didn't run in the tastemaking bible this week. We wait a few hours to see if we duped you, and then we post the sources of each quote plucked from Pitchfork's pages. Happy voting!
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This week's Pick Of The 'Fork proved to be a nail-biter until the very end, with 31% of you picking the following sentence out as the possible decoy: "...build from faltering Jeff Buckley whispers to cathartic Jeff Buckley caterwauls; let the strings swell, and...Congratulations, you're on satellite radio." Alas, it wasn't our handiwork; that phrase was actually culled from Marc Hogan's 1.9 pan of Damien Rice's 9.
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Welcome to Pick Of The 'Fork, Idolator's weekly attempt to match the verbal gymnastics that the reviewers at Pitchfork pull off without breaking a sweat. The drill: We post four sentences, you vote for the one that didn't run in the tastemaking bible this week. We wait a few hours to see if we duped you, and then we post the sources of each quote plucked from Pitchfork's pages. Happy voting!
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It's time to close out this week's all-Joanna Newsom interview edition of Pick Of The Fork, our weekly look at the verbal gymnastics happening at Pitchfork. This week, more than half of you spotted our attempt to match wits with interviewer Brian Howe ("When putting together Ys, did you begin to feel like you were unlocking a part of your mind's creativity-stoking passageways—and that Van Dyke Parks possessed the key to its most inner sanctum?") from a mile away. Perhaps we should have made more references to postmodernism in our decoy, or used more words ending in "-ly." Either way, we'll see you next week!
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