I really don’t want to break Brian Wilson’s balls; he’s such a
fragile genius. And I’m glad John Payne got to meet his idol. But their fawning
made Payne’s article [“Child
Is Father of the Man,” November 12–18] nearly pornographic.
Payne states early that Brian Wilson is “not very good at
being a puffed-up, fat-head Rock Star.” Wilson then says of Smile:
“Oh, I think it’s a masterpiece … the most joyous, happy, creative music
ever made …”
If I want lies and hyperbole, I can get it from our leaders in
government, thank you. And I’m sorry, but summer really is over.
I’m just curious why, in an otherwise okay story about Brian Wilson’s
album Smile, writer John Payne felt it necessary to mock the “oh-so-hip”
Leonard Bernstein. When Bernstein presented Wilson on his TV special in 1967
and gave him kudos, it meant a great deal to Wilson. It’s mentioned several
times on his official Web site, and it was a major factor in moving public perception
of Wilson away from the cars, girls and surf mentality of the early Beach Boys.
Wilson was being more than “courteous” when he acknowledged this to
Leonard Bernstein composed the music to West Side Story — y’know, as
in “Somewhere,” “Tonight,” “Maria,” the Sharks
and the Jets, etc. Brian Wilson has written some amazing music over the years,
too, but if Bernstein had done nothing other than write the score to West
Side Story, he’s still deserving of respect from music fans. Payne’s slur
just read as petty, juvenile and more of the I’m-oh-so-hip tone one often finds
in the Weekly’s music section.
Thank you, Nikki Finke, for a wonderful piece highlighting the
absurdity of Joel Stein, his absolute fecklessness, and those clueless enough
to consider him worthy of a salary [Deadline Hollywood, “Failing
Upward, a True Hollywood Story,” November 19–25]. His puerile and flaccid
navel-gazing hardly qualifies him for a place at the base of a kitty-litter
pan, much less a job, and it’s one of the reasons I stopped buying Time
Finke’s use of “talent” and “Stein” in the
same sentence initially made my hair stand on end, eased only by her adding
“lack thereof.” How Stein manages to spew his -inanity on VH1 remains
a complete and bewildering mystery, as he lacks perspective, humor and street
My only complaint with Finke’s piece is that precious ink and
paper were wasted in the coverage of such an undeserving subject. After all,
when Stein says people like to see their name in print, he’s likely speaking
New York, New York
Back in the old days, I thought Marc Cooper was a radical rabble-rouser.
After reading most of the recent 2004 election coverage articles in the Weekly,
I now consider him a moderate voice of reason. To analyze the inanity of “A
Message From the Arrogant Liberal Elite” [November 12–18] would be
a waste of time. However, the enraged anonymous author forgot to condemn the
99 percent of Midwest and Sun Belt states that also ended up in Bush’s column.
Bush didn’t do too bad in New Jersey and New Hampshire either. It turned out
that there was far more red in the blue states than vice versa.
Any half-assed historian could figure out what happened two weeks
ago. Simply put, the relentless negative campaign that the Radical Left waged
on Kerry’s behalf blew up in their collective faces — and took Kerry with them.
Until the Democrats jettison Michael Moore, Al Franken et al. from their party,
they can expect more of the same results.
As far as L.A. Weekly’s coverage of the election, to have
expected it to be balanced and fair-minded would have been asking for too much.
But how about a return to reality?
ONE HELL OF A LEADER
As a Satanist, I find L.A. Weekly’s demonically enhanced
cover image of George
Bush quite curious [November 5–11]. While I applaud the Weekly’s
efforts to openly voice its opposition to the adminstration, it must be stated
that the use of devil imagery is more than a little alarming. Satanism promotes
the full indulgence of civil liberties, encourages individual thought and expression,
and fiercely opposes herdlike conformity. I believe that many of the Weekly’s
readers, regardless of religious preference, would agree that George Bush stands
firmly against these policies, as they are clearly the ideals of evildoers.
While I certainly would never speak for all Satanists, I do suspect that more
than a few of us don’t want this fucking guy around either.
In last week’s Deadline Hollywood column [“Failing
Upward, A True Hollywood Story“], former Hollywood Reporter columnist
George Christy’s name was misspelled.
Also in last week's issue, a review of the play Marvin
and Mel that ran in the calendar section miscredited the performer in
the double-cast role of Marie Gomez. The part was played by Lorena Mena.