New Dre(a)my Guy in Town
Due to the shear number of swear words laced throughout the hand written letter (written on a greasy popcorn bag) I sent to the Isthmus last Friday, I don't expect it to be published. Here are some brief comments on John Mendels(s)on's article:
1. To the man in parenthesis: If you have to supplement your byline with a self-aggrandizing, large font sidebar and declare how humble you are. You aren't.
2. To the Isthmus: Everyone need an editor (even the "formerly famous"). This town is brimming with a lot of really intelligent and capable people. Why they all turn to mush and fall to their knees screaming "We're not worthy!" when someone new walks in the room is beyond me. It must be a upper Midwest thing. The article had at least half a dozen foci, none of which were truly developed. For example, you could have easily edited out one of the million references to the local band tendency toward wearing T-shirts. How does this addresses the subject of "How We Sound?" Filler, filler, filler!
Finally, I would just like to point out that, pound-for-pound, our band has more sex appeal than any other band in Madison. We're so sexy we've got a gig on the day of love, Valentine's Day. Now, I'm not talking trollop-like sex appeal (not that there's anything wrong with that), I'm talking oooh-baby! sensual-NESS! Have you seen our organ player purse his lips? Hell, our punk-ass rhythm section is entirely too sexy for it's figurative shirt. Yes, that's right...Sexiest band every...Per(i)od!
1. To the man in parenthesis: If you have to supplement your byline with a self-aggrandizing, large font sidebar and declare how humble you are. You aren't.
2. To the Isthmus: Everyone need an editor (even the "formerly famous"). This town is brimming with a lot of really intelligent and capable people. Why they all turn to mush and fall to their knees screaming "We're not worthy!" when someone new walks in the room is beyond me. It must be a upper Midwest thing. The article had at least half a dozen foci, none of which were truly developed. For example, you could have easily edited out one of the million references to the local band tendency toward wearing T-shirts. How does this addresses the subject of "How We Sound?" Filler, filler, filler!
Finally, I would just like to point out that, pound-for-pound, our band has more sex appeal than any other band in Madison. We're so sexy we've got a gig on the day of love, Valentine's Day. Now, I'm not talking trollop-like sex appeal (not that there's anything wrong with that), I'm talking oooh-baby! sensual-NESS! Have you seen our organ player purse his lips? Hell, our punk-ass rhythm section is entirely too sexy for it's figurative shirt. Yes, that's right...Sexiest band every...Per(i)od!
posted by Pam at 6:24 AM
8 Comments:
Robin can pound my skins anytime, baby. He's one of my rock star heros.
Woof! Woof!
Thanks, Pam, for putting words to what I thought as I read that pointless and rather dumb collection of words the Isthmus called an article.
Don't get me started on the sexiness of the bass player! Just saying ...
I actually wrote a letter to the Isthmus about that article. I said something to the effect of, "We have a saying here in Madison: Those who can, do. Those who can't, write for the Isthmus." And I got an email from John Mendelsohn, who surprisingly actually does sound like he might be a little humble and self-deprecating! Ed will keep you updated as to further communication. Maybe he will become one of your biggest fans and write a 3 page mea culpa in Rolling Stone!
Wow! Thanks for writing a letter to the Isthmus. A couple of other people have told me that they wrote in. It's kinda funny 'cause we were only mentioned in passing. He didn't really rip on us.
It's actually probably the first time that someone from the Isthmus didn't refer to us as "folk rock."
A step in the right direction? You be the judge.
I take it all back -- he's a prick! (John Mendelsohn, not Ed.)Or at least is coming across as such in his emails.
Ha! Newsflash: New guy not so dreamy after all
...And not nearly as dreamy as the Motor Primitives bass player!!
If it looks like a prick, and smells like a prick...
Oh yeah "Contemporary classic (that is, music being made now that sounds like the stuff 45-year-olds with a little madness left in their souls listen to on the drive to work)?" is so much better than "folk-rock."
All I said was it was the first time the Isthmus didn't refer to us as folk-rock. I didn't say it was "better." Different though! Different opinions are good.
Even if they're all wrong except for me.
It's also probably the first time that the Isthmus (or any publication) has used the words "Motor Primitives" and "Chrissie Hynde" in the same article with no connection made between the two phrases.
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