A Bustle In His Hedgerow

I'm reading Chuck Klosterman's essay collection, "Chuck Klosterman IV (A Decade Of Curious People And Dangerous Ideas)." I like Chuck Klosterman, but I'm also deeply aware of the tide of bad feelings people have towards Chuck Klosterman. I get this mostly from reading Gawker. I came across this essay that I won't link to from the NY Press or something by some angry writer who seems to live in Russia and who spent about ten thousand words on why he hates Chuck Klosterman so much. I'm not sure why I read things talking shit about things I enjoy. I guess it's to see both sides of the arguement. Because there is something gratifying in seeing and at least partially understanding the beef, and then continuing to love said thing anyway. It's easy to love something everyone loves. Like ice cream or The Godfather or ladybugs. But there is a more satisfying, richer love in being deeply into Joe Vs. The Volcano and spiders. (Which I am not, however. I am deeply afraid of spiders.)

That's the other thing about reading Chuck Klosterman. You start writing like him.

Anyway, none of that matters. I just wanted to share that I thought this was very funny:

"Led Zeppelin's fourth studio album--1971's unnamed Zoso (so called for the enigmatic symbols on its cover)--is the most famous hard-rock album ever recorded, not to mention a watershed moment for every grizzled old man who's ever carried a bundle of sticks on his back."