“… someone is bound to ask: what’s the problem with putting Dylan [Bob] on the front of a literary magazine? The answer is, there wouldn’t be one, if Keats was on the cover of Down Beat.”
My favourite grumpy old man writing the NB column in the TLS, March 3, 2006, p.16. But I think he (it is a he isn’t it?) really meant Rolling Stone or NME, not Down Beat.
I get worried when I start agreeing with this geezer. But agree or often not agree, he brings me joy.
It also fascinates me, as someone also pointed out recently, is how absolutely and terminally boring the poetry is in the TLS. Nearly always the usual suspects, and I can’t read beyond the first phrase, let alone line. It’s not bad, as such, just boring.