The first cannabis reviewer that I ever read was a fellow who went by the initial “R,” while penning for High Times back in the late ‘70s and early ‘80s.
These days, the anonymous – yet notorious – critic William Breathes writes for Denver’s alternative weekly Westword. Here’s a piece I wrote for Kush Magazine on Breathes (pg. 52).
As I state/ask in my article:
But Breathes can proudly face-off against other critics in the world of media. Let’s face it: there are a host of reviewers out there who note the aesthetics of a variety of commercial products – like wine, cigars, beer, food – and often use the same language, focusing on the terpenes that they detect in the nose or on the palette. Why not cannabis reviewers, as well, being considered as serious and distinguished trades people?