" "But the melodies! The harmonies!" You protest. Sorry, but it’s time to admit that Bon Iver is the sonic equivalent of an empty canvas totebag. Worse, the Justin Vernon-fronted act is wholly indicative of our musical fall from grace. What happened to us as a generation that this guy gets to bear our sonic torch? Those who came before us rocked, bumped and grinded. They exuded raw sexuality, riotous anger, and sweaty human realism. They hoovered drugs or angrily rejected them, they humped strangers in club bathrooms in adolescent indiscretion; they broke shit, laughed, cried, partied on rooftops or in warehouses, exorcised cultural demons and personal failures, made spectacles. We, instead, get a whiny guy who built his own studio in the woods, perfectly exemplifying that narcissistic hipster ethos of "Whatever man, I’m just gonna go over here and be chill, I don’t want to be bothered or have my mellow harshed." Bon Iver coos the celebratory ballads of hip poseurs who refuse to get their hands dirty, that is, unless that filth is quaint and photogenic. "
Paul T. Bradley for L.A. Weekly
I don’t read this magazine but the article “The 20 Worst Hipster Bands,” caught my eye. I’m not going to harp on some I CAN”T BELIEVE THIS PASSES FOR JOURNALISM shit but this is so blatantly trolling that it disappoints me. Like, what is this article even for? Who is it for? It can’t be for the people who hate “hipster bands” because they don’t know their Decemberists from their Arcade Fire. It can’t be for the people who might like this music (unless it’s to troll) because the entries are this stupid.
I barely understand most of Bon Iver’s lyrics but Justin Vernon doesn’t come across as whiny, especially in his post-For Emmawork. Like, has this dude heard any of his Kanye collabs? His shit with Colin Stetson? Fuck this kind of writing for being so available for me to read while people who give the world some insight can’t get noticed.