Spare Me From Lists

I read Large Hearted Boy and generally I like it and find it useful. I do notice how often it is that the links featured are to some kind of list, usually a few every time. I have grown so weary of that construction that I follow maybe one link in 200. I just don’t care about the 10 worst hair days in rock history or the 17 weirdest license plates. Today I saw a link to the endgame of such nonsense, this book of 1,000 Recordings to Hear Before You Die. Wow. I just can’t imagine granting anyone the authority to tell me such a thing. I’d assume the main reason people buy that book is out of morbid curiosity to see how many of their favorite songs are in there. “Did ‘Tropical Hot Dog Night’ make it in there? How about ‘Hyperstation’ and/or ‘The Sprawl’?” Yawn. I’ll get to that real soon, right after I’ve done everything else, ever.