I dunno if Prol really gets the point in her recent post on musicians criticizing the work of their not too distant past. Many times you can make music in a moment where everything seems perfect and witty and well produced, but that fervor can fade in days or months. You can positively believe in every song you put on an album but still view it as primitive after making your next one. Music is like any other art, and art is just an extension of the life the artist leads. Songs i’ve written about people who i no longer care for aren’t as attractive to me now, independent of whether they are ‘good’ or not. The artist in this respect is her own worst critic.