Idolator

One of the worst things about the earnest nature of music blogs at the moment—whether giants like Stereogum and Brooklyn Vegan or some kid happily posting up uncleared MP3s, where most copy amounts to recycled press releases or "OMG! Music is so awesome!" if it expresses any sort of opinion at all—is that it's now gauche to call out a crock. You get called a "reactionary" or a "hater" and these pushovers want to know why you can't just relax and enjoy the bounty of an era where every new band is more mindblowing than the last. But the wheels-within-wheels meta-coverage of Black Kids, the latest blog-crush turned (almost) real-world hype, has forced us to say something about this pathetic state of affairs. Because Black Kids are some bullshit. And it's not even their fault. It's our fault, which is to say the fault of bloggers and writers. Because right now no one should even know who Black Kids are. More »