Musings on a Year as a Rock Hall Watcher

What is it about the absurd exercise of gradually enshrining the purveyors of our most rebellious art form in a sterile glass pyramid that works everyone into such a lather of outrage? –Andy Hermann, LA Weekly

The title of this post is only half right. My first go-around with watching a RRHOF nomination/induction cycle began at three in the morning on October 8, 2015, with a Facebook message from a friend: “We did it!” “It” was the realization of a letter writing campaign I’d helped spearhead the year before, aimed at achieving a nomination for the Cars. That project was actually my first look at the strange animal that is the Hall—perfect for an opinionated process geek. I was in.

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