Chin Music #1

I don’t like to write a review that merely disses the material it was made in response to, for a number of reasons: firstly doing so would imply that I didn’t enjoy the piece, which is never preferable; secondly I only tend to buy and consume things that I feel pretty confident that I will enjoy, so finding something entirely absent of enjoyment would be off task but thirdly it just seems like a sort of sucky thing to do, especially when so much effort has surely gone into the making of it. I’m not here to harm, I’m not out for blood but I do expect the best from things. Chin Music, however, presents an opportunity beyond the usual pedantic pessimism of a negative review and so although the book did nothing for me I will say a few words about why; if only to lend some credence through comparison to the rave reviews that usually get put up.









