Sticks And Stones . . . | Solid State

Sticks And Stones . . .


I'm not sure how often you folks check the comments for each blog post, but I do fairly regularly. I guess that kind of makes sense since this is sorta my blog.

Anyway, I wanted to pass along this little gem because I'd hate to think it had been overlooked.

Here it is, from "Ted," in response to a post entitled A-Hole:

Who let this loser be a music writer? Its bad enough that we have toendure his idiotic musings in the paper every week. Now he'seditorializing about A-Rod? Glad you think he's a total douche. Why notfill up this space with other original red sox fan opinions like "JeterSucks, A-rod swallows"? I could go on endlessly about how a certainloud mouthed red sox picher is by far the douchiest player baseball hasseen in decades...but I'll save that debate for when I'm sharing a beerwith my buddies, and leave this space open for those who want todiscuss local music.

Well, "Ted," I'll be the first to admit that I don't always write about music, local or otherwise. In fact, it seems to me that Solid State has a fairly long-standing tradition of branching out beyond the stated "ramblings of a musical kind" to cover a wide variety of subjects. Casey liked "House," I like baseball. Deal with it.

I'm happy to spend more time discussing local music. But only if I can fit it in between writing my idiotic musings — you know, the ones about local music. Surprisingly, being a loser takes up an awful lot of free time.

In the meantime, take a deep breath and read this. I think it'll help.