Iím guessing that for the young educated adults of the sixties and seventies, for whom the ultimate horror was the hypocritical conformity and repression of their own parentsí generation, Updikeís evection of the libidinous self appeared refreshing and even heroic.
itís mostly because Pitchfork is a taste-making rock-publication on the internet; the type of site that really only pushes rap thatís either heavily influenced by white music (the skinny jean wearers), or is highly ironic (the coke pushers).
These are not the type of people that hip-hop heads usually want to share air with, let alone share their musical tastes with. I myself get upset sometimes when Pitchfork covers what we, as hip-hop afficionados, refer to as our music, because it creates a bandwagon that usually ends up going full-circle, and then you have the Lilí Wayne effect. Also, sometimes, Pitchfork just doesnít understand rap music.