Clive Davis graces the Times with a timely confession of worse-than-worthless contemporary hip-hop. [Hat tip, Mr. Sullivan.] Davis inspires further acts of “bravery”: after the Academy Awards I wrote an essay on this topic so unforgiving and final that it remained unpublished — until now.
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