Of course, one of the perks of writing about music is getting albums before anyone else. You know, that unique sense of smug self-satisfaction that comes from getting promo CDs weeks before the rest of the world. (Sure, albums being routinely leaked online early has tempered the novelty of this, but it's still something.)Not that it's always something worth getting excited about. Or, uh, often. Take today, for example: Did I get the new Franz Ferdinand a week early? Bruce Springsteen? Nope. Inst
