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If I was, say, J. Niimi, or any other interesting voicy young music writer studying away at the University of Chicago (there must be dozens!), maybe I would "put a sock in it" or "grit my teeth" or "suck on my talent like an s/m ball gag," and write a piece for TV Guide. I would be, you know, a sort of fluffer for some music star who needs to stay hard long enough to make it through whatever televised special is happening that week. It would be embarassing for me to do this, and folks would think I might be a nitwit whore, but hey, I'm J. Niimi and I have a huge bookstore bill, I'm talking hundreds of dollars every month, and folks understand this, they will not hold it against me later in life. It's not like I am Alan Light, with my long closet of Italian suits, with my Vibe and Spin deals that involved sharing in the advertising profits, with my recently-born glossy New Dog For Old Cats. If I was Alan Light, I would never ever do that, because, I mean, why would I? Do that, I mean: "interview" Toby Keith in TV Guide, available at finer checkout stands now!