Eugene David
...The One-Minute Pundit

Tuesday, February 06, 2007


The New Yorker's jazz critic Whitney Balliett has died. This is noteworthy because his career went back to the age when William Shawn edited it in a hermetically-sealed cocoon, and when James Thurber was throwing his tantrums, and E. B. White stopped to smell the flowers on his farm. His obit was written by MOZZARELLA, who can only remind us just why the magazine isn't worth reading anymore.

(Via ArtsJournal)

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