I Did A Brave Thing Yesterday.

I didn’t buy a copy of the Observer.

What? What do you mean, you don’t understand? Sigh. Fine, some context.

For the last 3 years, I’ve been buying the Observer once a month – every time the Observer Music Monthly is included.

Over the last few months, I’ve found myself more and more disappointed. I predicted great reviews of the Raconteurs, Elbow and the Young Knives – all non-events in my opinion. The Observer didn’t disappoint. Ah, a new Nick Cave album sounding very much like his last – I predict a great review. And lo and behold, five stars out of five. Oh look – Vampire Weekend, my personal favourite overhyped band. Ah, four stars out of five.

But onwards, ever onwards, I plunged. Just in case. Just in case the Music Monthly gave me my next favourite artists (like it used to, so often). But maybe it had changed. More likely, I had.

And so, yesterday, I took the plunge. I didn’t buy the Music Monthly. And you know what? I don’t think I’ve missed a thing.