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There has never been a worse time to be a music writer. Where Britain once had three weekly titles, only the NME remains, and the monthlies are prey to narrowing markets and strict advertising targets. The daily flash of today's global sonic network remains undocumented in print. Which is why more and more music writers are joining the likes of Salam Pax and firing off broadsides via their weblogs. Freed from editorial shackles, music bloggers cavort in a paradise for anyone who retains a belief in the worth, nobility and sublime-to-ridiculousness of music criticism. A reverie on the latest ragga choons might be interrupted with an aside that begins: "For those of you interested in contemporary political philosophy... "
What they add up to is a fertile breeding ground for a new style of music writing - just when the trade needs it most. The ludic quality of music criticism merges with a serious approach to the subject rarely found in a mainstream that treats music as entertainment rather than art. Add encyclopaedic knowledge, genre-crossing frames of reference and a disregard for celebrity, and you have the key traits of the music blog.
Above all, music blogs are free from the business plans and targeted readerships that determine the content of commercial publications. It may be, as one blogger recently admitted, a "hermetically sealed and potentially borderline-autistic pursuit", but this unregulated zone contains fantastic, stimulating and piercingly acute writing. Savour the moment before its protagonists have to find proper jobs.