I love that Regina Spektor song where she repeats the word edit. I admire most of her songs but that's the one that gets me on the metacritical level -- those others, with all their casually rigorous melodic (and lyric) beauty, that's all fine and well, hmm?

To break through the orthodoxy of might-makes-right (sales can't fail?), post-Kurt, anyway, helps to have a wild analytic streak.