I would like to take issue with the alleged big "music" issue (Feature, July 30). Frankly, you should have called it the "Big Pop Music Issue," or maybe the "Big Bar Band Music Issue" or perhaps the "Little Issue of Pop Bands and Vocal Bar Bands with a Little Color on the Side."
In the Jean Cocteau movie "Orpheus," the poet Orpheus asks a friend what he should do. His friend replies "Astonish us." Well, the bands you champion have failed to astonish us. They all are bar bands. They make their living as background music for boozing. That may be all well and good, but that is not all the music there is.
No, you prefer to visit and promote music that comes from the pop-culture toilets of Charm City. Yes, I said "toilets." I had the misfortune to wander into the SideBar. The place was a pig sty. The john was just as dirty. Oh, and the Ottobar—there's another jewel of a place, complete with a restroom right out of a William Burroughs story. But the décor there—i.e., spray-paint chic—is not as raggedy as the club's politics. When a Palestinian hip-hop band was booked there, the owner got political cold feet and cancelled at the last damn minute. This place is another loud booze-driven venture.
So to sum it up: We need a better Big Music Issue.
I am writing in regards to two articles that were published in City Paper.