Ewing on Morley. A classic column about how great the charts were in the summer of 1982. A founding text for Pop-ism for sure. I remember this piece vividly and totally felt the same euphoria about New Pop's apparent victory--the fact that it had driven all the crap from the charts (or almost all of it). Thing is, the moments when this kind of elation could be sustained by the actual contents of
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