Otherwise, the concert section is great for keeping tabs on area concerts. Maybe we can omit some of the comedy and review more of the shows?
Bark at the Devil
Nice job. A Motley Crue cover band on the cover of Scene ["Copycats," January 28]. Congratulations go to Looks That Kill or whatever they were called. Next time you guys are scraping the barrel, give me a call and I'll send you some photos of my CD player. It's easier on the eyes and makes about as much sense.
Check in to Morrison Hotel
In the January 4 Scene, why didn't you mention the best "copycat" Doors band out there? I am referring to Morrison Hotel! Why do you always ignore them? Geez, if you look in your own advertisements, you see their name much more than the other Doors tributes. Oh, I get it now, it wasn't supposed to be an article on working Doors tribute bands. Never mind.
Buckeyes or Gophers?
I do not believe it was mentioned in the movie A Simple Plan either way, but in the novel the story takes place in a community outside of Toledo, not "a remote Minnesota farm town" as Bill Gallo said in his review ["Money Changes Everything," January 21]. Typically, I would care little about such an error, but Gallo wrote that director Sam Raimi and screenwriter Scott B. Smith do not seem "overly interested in local color or (like the Coens) regional accent." We don't have accents, right?
Shawn R. Phillips
Editor's note: If Sam Raimi didn't want audiences to think A Simple Plan was set in the Gopher state, his prop master should have removed the Minnesota license plates from the vehicles that were used in the film.
Dad's Illness Humbled Motorist
I would be remiss if I didn't respond to David Sowd's January 21 Reality Check ["To Park, or Not to Park"]. The apathetic, self-centered attitude that saturated this column really pissed me off! I had to sit back and examine why it angered me so, and the answer, while humbling, brought my heart rate back down.
The truth is, I used to share the same ignorant attitude as the one Sowd possesses. I never thought twice about parking in a handicapped zone. Excuses such as "Everybody else does it," "Half of those people are probably faking their injuries," or (the same one Sowd tells himself) "I'll be in and out in twenty seconds, max," allowed me to justify my actions. It was when my father, who had Lou Gehrig's disease, had reached the point where he had to take advantage of parking in these spaces that my attitude changed.
I saw perfectly healthy people parking in these spots and casually strolling in and out of stores just as I had done countless times. While my father tried to find humor in the situation, it obviously frustrated and disappointed him--as if he didn't have enough to deal with. I was not proud of myself when I realized how selfish and insensitive I'd been.
My sincerest hope is that neither Sowd nor anyone who shares his attitude will have to learn this lesson while watching someone they love deteriorate, but for some that may be what it takes.
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