An open letter to the Major Activites Board at the University of Chicago
To the distinguished ladies and gentlemen who make up the Major Activities Board:
What the fuck, dudes?
In the time I've been here, you've had nine (counting the upcoming concert) events with around fifteen artists, and not one has compelled me to purchase a ticket. Rufus Wainwright sings like a cat with his tail caught under a rocking chair. Dar Williams proves that feminist angst and a guitar are, in fact, a finite musical resource. You almost had The Decemberists, but then they cancelled their tour. (I'll give you Spoon. If you'd gotten better artists to open for them, I might have been there.) And now you've booked Cake, Andrew Bird, Talib Kweli and The Cool Kids for our end of year concert? I recognize that if I were a different person with different taste in music, I might find this line-up appealing, but I'm not, and am therefore disgruntled.
Wesleyan has The Hold Steady coming for their end-of-year concert. There are large sections of my anatomy that I would happily carve off and present to you on a platter if you'd book The Hold Steady. Or The National. Or, hell, anyone I own any music by. Basically what I'm saying is .... MAB, we should talk.
I think we could make some beautiful music together.
Love and kisses,
Sara.
What the fuck, dudes?
In the time I've been here, you've had nine (counting the upcoming concert) events with around fifteen artists, and not one has compelled me to purchase a ticket. Rufus Wainwright sings like a cat with his tail caught under a rocking chair. Dar Williams proves that feminist angst and a guitar are, in fact, a finite musical resource. You almost had The Decemberists, but then they cancelled their tour. (I'll give you Spoon. If you'd gotten better artists to open for them, I might have been there.) And now you've booked Cake, Andrew Bird, Talib Kweli and The Cool Kids for our end of year concert? I recognize that if I were a different person with different taste in music, I might find this line-up appealing, but I'm not, and am therefore disgruntled.
Wesleyan has The Hold Steady coming for their end-of-year concert. There are large sections of my anatomy that I would happily carve off and present to you on a platter if you'd book The Hold Steady. Or The National. Or, hell, anyone I own any music by. Basically what I'm saying is .... MAB, we should talk.
I think we could make some beautiful music together.
Love and kisses,
Sara.