Critics Don't Matter

Some critic in London wrote this about Beethoven's 9th, when it came out:

“crude, wild, and extraneous harmonies” and called the ending “the obstreperous roarings of modern frenzy.”

People have been writing dumb shit for centuries.

Other criticism of Beethoven at the time:

"...very much like Yankee Doodle," Providence, R.I. newspaper in 1868.

"Unspeakable cheapness," Boston's Musical Record in 1899.

Quote from PeachPig

It only matters when I'm the critic

Spoken like a true critic