Blog: The Post-Rockist

Gather 'round, chirren, and let Grandpappy Prockist tell ye a tale of yesteryear - a halcyon time when there was only one iPhone, one Flavor of Love, and, thank God, only one time of year when music bloggers would rigorously compile their highly informative and not-at-all redundant "Best Of" lists. But 2008 is a different beast altogether, and facing the onslaught of all this confusing New Media I can hardly remember the name of Barack Obama's former madrassa, let alone the name of that album that I swore was the Greatest Thing Evah way back in February. So, for the [...]