Detroit’s most popular alternative weekly recently hired a brand new/old music editor. The reason I even typed the word old isn’t because I have any issues with the the mans age. It’s because a mere six words into his reintroduction column (which Jasper already wrote about) he managed to cathart his blatant age insecurities. The rest of the column is made up of reassuring pats-on-the-back, and typical “I saw [popular integral musical act] way before they were big.” All to prove that yes, “Bill, you’re still relevant!”

What’s the big deal? I, nor should you, worry about this mans past or age. He can prove himself through his writing. Hell, he just needs to spend the next few months hitting up shows and getting into the swing of what Detroit has to offer. I just got back from tour, spending one night in a foreign city is enough time to get at least a partial overview of unique qualities and to pinpoint a few venues, bands, and/or weeklys worth paying attention to. In other words, there’s simply no excuse for this:

I’m still waiting for someone to take me up on my challenge of “prove it to me, Detroit” — in other words, for someone to send me something that gets me starting to believe that the Motor City is as vital, musically, as it has been in the past. That’s not an insult or a put down, folks; simply a challenge. I’ll be here, eagerly awaiting your responses and suggestions and insults…

PROVE IT. JUST THE FACTS…

Aww, journalism is so much easier when others perform your duties. Hell, maybe this is a whole new direction for music critics. “Tell me what’s cool and respected so I don’t have to risk being wrong with my own opinion.” Actually, isn’t that what they’ve done all along… Never mind, nothing to see here.