A tale of two rock critics: this is a good one. On the one hand you have Cameron Crowe, he of first rock-crit film biopic fame and youngest-staffer on Rolling Stone notoriety, telling the world about how absolutely cool it was to be hangin’ with Poco and the Allman Brothers in 1973. And then you get Charles Shaar Murray, Brit-crit veteran and 21 in ’73, pointing out that British hacks had more fun, were allowed to be rude, and that 1973 was a flatulent pig of a year, and that the Allman Brothers were rubbish, and that basically you can be the youngest, oldest, fattest, thinnest or hairiest music critic at Rolling Stone, but you’re still working for Rolling fucking Stone. But he says it all a bit more politely, obviously.