The title's a little misleading but, then again, Hopper is trying to make a point, which she acknowledges. It is a bold statement, but also an indication of the paucity of female music critics in a profession that remains mostly a boys club. The Chicago-based Hopper, who writes for indie bible Pitchfork, compiles her writing from the last decade or so, which touches on the sexism of emo ("Where the Girls Aren't"), emerging rappers (Kendrick, Chance, Chief Keef), female musicians (Cat Power, St. Vincent), R. Kelly's horrible sex crimes, and Hole's "Live Through This." Hopper's a good, observant critic, but too many of the articles feel short and the book is a little uneven. Despite the title, there's not much about the difficulties of being a female critic and the deep-rooted sexism of rock music. Still, it's a valuable addition to rock criticism and an important book for multiple reasons.