In addition, an artist's traits are innovative ideas that start from scratch, not those merely copied from other clubs around the U.S. Some might consider that theft.
Tessa, if you want facts, these are 100 percent accurate. My hunch is that Tessa did not even write this letter. Maybe somebody stole her name. Tessa, I think you owe somebody an apology, and Scene had better stop biting the hand that feeds it.
Editor's Note: Rogers is right. Mayse phoned after our last issue to let us know she did not write the letter in question. Apparently, someone not brave enough to stand behind his/her own name assumed Mayse's identity. We apologize for not catching this.
We can't all be from Strongsville: Why does Randy Sindelar Corturillo even go to SouthPark mall, when Tower City and the Galleria are easily accessible to "transportation-challenged" Clevelanders [Letters, December 7]? Who says a mall has to cater to the liberal philosophy of diversity anyway?
Yes, practically all of the denizens of Strongsville are white, upper-middle-class, and well-heeled. So what's your point -- that somehow it's not fair that they are and you aren't? Get a good job, save your money, and move to Strongsville -- don't whine about how unfair life is because they have and you don't.
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Painful reading, our specialty: I've seen American Rockstar before, and some of your observations are accurate concerning their music sounding like other popular bands [Regional Beat, December 7]. But as a reader of this article (and of Scene in general), I did not find it informative. Yes, bands that have attitude leave themselves open to criticism. But I found your article painful to read because no band, regardless of ability, should be subject to public humiliation.
I'm sure with your journalistic abilities you could have found a more constructive way of conveying your point, without coming off as being malicious on a personal level.
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A shout out to the insane AP posse: Finally, someone asking Jason Pettigrew a question he can answer with authority: the punk validity of ICP [Soundbites, December 7]. To compare ICP to punk rock -- or independent rock in general, for that matter -- is to compare Alternative Press to the same . . . simply not valid.
Thanks for the laugh!
Keith Joseph falls short, not Dobama: I have never read such misdirected, arrogant theatrical criticism as Keith Joseph's take on Dobama's Fuddy Meers ["Dead on Arrival," November 30]. Mr. Joseph chides Dobama for bringing drama from New York's "cutting edge." He readily admits he suffers when he must view the works of Beckett, Pinter, and Mamet, who are undoubtedly among the best of any modern playwrights.
Once again, we have someone who connotes the quality of good art with happy, simplistic, and nonoffensive material. Theater, in case you weren't aware of it, Mr. Joseph, like any good art, is meant to challenge and force the viewer to contemplate important issues and ideas, and to think about them in a different way.
If Mr. Joseph were using reverse psychology, his review should prove successful in attracting serious theatergoers in the area to flock to Dobama to see what sounds like a challenging, well-thought-out interpretation of this play. And please, Mr. Joseph, cut out your incessant usage of the royal "we." It's very insulting and arrogant. Perhaps, Mr. Joseph, you could retire from criticism and start a Great Lakes Neil Simon Festival. We suspect you would be good at it.