Spitting Caves

This is in a very embryonic state, the layout is a mess, etc. But to kick things off, I'd like to sample critic Charles Payne Rogers, sounding a heroic note in a 1946 issue of "Jazz Times":

"Sham, in music, finds scant refuge in the libraries of discerning record collectors. In their hobby they're practiced individuals, hep children when it comes to the decision of pseudo and righteous. That's what makes them discerning; the word is earned. From constantly auditioning discs and sifting the 'materia musica' therein, they develop a thermostatic sensitivity comparable to that of the latest radar. They spot the sham article instantly, almost, and by so doing, are able to devote that much more time to their quest for the real and unpretentiously significant."

Nobody writes like this anymore...