“If an artist says something, but they don’t say it in their own voice, do they really say it at all?”

It wasn’t much more than a taunt, a ditty really.  The sort of thing you’d imagine school children chanting in the school yard.

Introduction: Echoes of Silence I spent my last four years of schooling at a Quaker school.  Every Sunday morning, we were required to...

Over the years, one way in which I have found it helpful to think about criticism, is as falling into two types.