By Stephen Young
By Stephen Young
By Stephen Young
By Jim Schutze
By Rachel Watts
By Lauren Drewes Daniels
Although the show was not for Tripping Daisy but rather a benefit, the band refused to play unless they shared the stage only with the handful of bands they know and book.
As I understand it, Tripping Daisy was told that those bands were welcome to open for them, but that the benefit promoters still wanted the Dr. Benjamin Remedy to play. Nevertheless, Tripping Daisy refused to play, and my band was ousted from the roster.
It would be one thing if Tripping Daisy had listened to my band and decided we sucked, but evidently we were crossed off the list without ever getting so much as a listen. So when Tripping Daisy claims to be "poised to facilitate the release of local music," I'm wondering exactly what that means for local bands who might not be a part of the inner circle. Sounds like the same old cliquish politics of the music industry to me.
Benjamin R. Shepherd
I don't know if it matters, but Miss [Jessica] Parker made several mistakes and pulled so many things out of context in the article she wrote about Lewis [Dallas Observer Music Awards, April 29] that I read it thinking I was reading about a band other than my own. Maybe the fault lies on our part for not being clear during the interview, but it seems from my standpoint that the article grossly misrepresents the band, its influences, and its history. Just a couple of points, to clear things up:
1. Pearl Jam never has been and never will be an influence. We might have mentioned the band in passing, talking about what we used to listen to in high school, but that's as far as that goes.
2. We formed in 1994, not 1997. Jessica takes pains to make sure the readers know that we are novices, leaving out the fact that we struggled, grew, and matured for three years in College Station--playing in front of 10 or fewer people dozens of times--before ever hitting a Dallas stage. We're not really a new band at all.
3. We do know our old drummer's last name: Gabriel Cortinas played with us for three years and remains a close friend of ours. He lives in San Antonio.
I'm not complaining, and I don't take Miss Parker's sarcastic comments personally; I just feel the need to point out these things, because if sarcasm is merited, that's one thing. But if the writer has to make things up or pull things out of context to find something witty to say, that's quite another. Several people who know us or who have seen us live have commented to me about how the article really has nothing to do with the band it's supposed to be about, so I thought I'd write this letter.
Aside from that, thanks for the interview, and I hope next time the communication will be a bit clearer.
Editor's note: We accept the corrections, with one exception--the matter of Pearl Jam's influence. Mr. Beaton, have you ever listened to a Lewis song?
Robert, honey, we had a blast
Concerning Mr. [Robert] Wilonsky's article about EDGE Fest [Music listings, April 22]: First off, I'd like to ask how old the guy is. Second, I'd like to point out that he doesn't know a single thing about good music if he didn't enjoy that fest.
EDGE Fest was great, probably the most fun I've had in years. I ditched my senior prom to attend that thing, and I didn't regret it. So Robert, honey, baby, pull your head out of your anus and take a look and a listen around. You missed a great thing.
I suppose if Robert Wilonsky ran the world, all 20,000-plus EDGE Fest ticket holders would cram themselves into Sambuca's instead to hear a former Sting sideman expand on those breathtaking intro/outro "Let's go to a commercial" masterpieces that he used to do on The Tonight Show. Oh yeah, now that's rock and roll.
I'm not going to EDGE Fest, nor am I into any of the bands, but the kids are--just like you probably went to the Texxas Jam 20 years ago. Let 'em have their day. Wake up, smell the coffee, crank up The Adventure Club. And quit being the cynical old-fart rock critic.
EDGE Fest is a party, Robert, and just in like high school, you're not invited.
I just read your editorial on EDGE Fest, and I have a few things to say. On some points, you are right. Most of the bands on that bill were no-name, one-hit wonders that the EDGE scooped down into the bottom of the barrel to get.
However, I feel strongly that you missed the whole purpose of EDGE Fest. Yeah, we paid $30 a ticket to see five exceptional and six or seven lamers, but the spirit of the concert is all in fun. The concert is about getting alternative teenagers hyped about spending a day in the midst of our generation, and introducing some no-name bands that maybe some day will push through the mediocrity of today's alternative music and produce a new sound that stands out.