THE FIRST EVER: MEGA DOUCHE

It’s pretty rare these days that one critic will call out another critic for his/her work. Well, okay, except for here at Counter Critic. So how awesomely surprised were we when we found out that hacky old retard with an Arts Journal blog, John Perreault, sent a flaming bag of shit Timesward, aimed at none other than C.C. BFF and genius critic, Claudia La Rocco, for her piece–which we found hot and delicious–on what we have now dubbed the Yvonne Rainer drainer, RoS Indexical?

Perrault calls L. Ro. “untalented” and “poisonous” while blaming her for why “dance lost its edge” in the art world. He goes further to mislabel her as “conservative.” If Perreault read dance reviews at all, he would know that La Rocco’s schtick is a taste for the cutting edge plied to a relentless expectation of artistic rigor. I’m pretty sure her arguments against Rainer were that the piece was neither rigrous, nor at the cutting edge, and that, in fact, the whole RoS affair has its conceptual head firmly lodged up the ass of the 1960s: We’re paraphrasing, of course.

At any rate, there’s only one hope for douchey gossipmongers who can’t let go of a decade that often couldn’t see beyond its own infantile taste for self-satisfaction–let’s all say it together: GET OVER THE 60s!