Each Wednesday, Rocks Off arbitrarily appoints one lucky local performer or group "Artist of the Week," bestowing upon them all the fame and grandeur such a lofty title implies. Know a band or artist that isn't awful? Email their particulars to firstname.lastname@example.org.
Ah, Artist of the Week.
This is the longest running column that we've written for the Press.
We've been doing it for more than three years, and it's changed periodically week after week.
Actually, when we very first started, we even had this totally arbitrary rating system that we were using to rank them all. The scale was always a 1-5 thing, with the item varying depending on the genre of music. For example: indie rock bands were given V-Neck Sweaters; delicate girls were given a flower called Golden Teardrops; etc. It seemed clever and kind of funny at first, but after two or so weeks, it mostly just felt reductive and maybe even a little insulting. We scraped it before anyone had time to properly cry about it.
Anyhow, thanks to all of the bands that made themselves available for interviews, be it in person, on the telephone or email. It's only ever been not fun a couple of times, and thank God for that.
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Also, thanks to all of the people that have taken the time to email suggestions for the column. The amount of Artist of the Week-related emails we receive has grown to a hearty amount over time, and thank God for that too. If you've submitted someone's name for consideration and they haven't yet be featured, it's totally not because they sucked. Not that at all.
Far as we know, this is the most prestigious, longest running artist spotlight in the history of the nation. Thanks to everyone that's ever supported it/read it/left hateful comments/etc.
Barring a thunderbolt to the sternum, it should continue on for all of time. Or until the Houston Press decides to not pay for it anymore.
Aces. See you Wednesday.