FROM THE "NEGATIVE ATTENTION IS BETTER THAN NO ATTENTION DEPARTMENT." SAM CUTLER SEEMS TO HAVE TRIED SOMETHING HERE IN AN EFFORT TO SELL HIS LATEST BOOK AND THEN LATER THOUGHT BETTER OF IT. dAMN SURE DIDN'T MAKE ANY FRIENDS. FULL DISCLOSURE. I'M NOT A PHISH FAN BUT, THIS IS JUST MISGUIDED AND MEAN-SPIRITED.
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Former GD tour manager Sam Cutler did NOT enjoy 7/26/17
AbePhroman Confirmed7 days ago
WHERE IS THE ARTICLE RELIX?! 1
LightsWentOut 7 days ago
WHERE IS THE ARTICLE RELIX?!
Somone posted it on his Wikipedia page: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sam_Cutler 2
AbePhroman Confirmed7 days ago
IS THIS ME ???
Last night, in a kind of "Don't look back" moment I finally gave in to a friend's insistent urging and went (against my better instincts) to Madison Square Garden to see a band. As I lined up amongst the rest of the punters an ominous greeting baldly blared out a message and stated "Welcome to the most famous arena in the world". Really ??? More famous than what ? More famous than the Coliseum ??? You gotta smile, over 90% of the New York population wouldn't have a clue where the Coliseum is actually located !! Anyway, I ignored the specious claims of the venue, allowed myself to be searched, and entered the premises. I sat in the 'nose bleed' seats way in the back and observed the crowd .. about 20% of the tickets remained unsold by my most conservative estimate, and the band was playing a thirteen night run. Someone, I felt, was being somewhat over optimistic .. this was no Dead Head crowd. The people looked a trifle too 'regular' to be Dead Heads, a little too conventionally dressed .. I saw a couple of tie dies, a few faded Dead T Shirts, but by and large the audience seemed (to me) to be comprised of middle class all-American citizens. White, well dressed, and nary a person of colour (or any Latinos) in sight. The band hit the stage to the obligatory welcoming roar .. their drummer was dressed in a ridiculous 'frock' covered in what I mistakenly thought was a 'doughnut pattern'. See they're playing thirteen nights (a baker's dozen) hence the donut theme !! I was offered a doughnut on the way into the gig .. a doughnut !!! Who thought of THAT infantile and essentially unhealthy gesture ? One of the band had purple-grey lipstick. Was it them, or is it me? Am I getting too old for this shit? They launched into a dreadful a cappella song of startling banality and a melody that would have graced a children's game .. the crowd, mysteriously, lapped it all up and thought it wonderful. I felt sure if I'd eaten one of the welcoming doughnuts on offer I would undoubtedly have puked at the first song. No matter, I reasoned, things can only get better. Things got worse. Four little rich white boys played a song that sounded suspiciously like the blues, with a chorus that made endless references to "my soul" and possessed as much 'soul' as one of my ingrowing toe-nails, and once again the audience duly adored what was on offer. Is there some connection, I wondered, between eating doughnuts and having the most appalling musical taste ? I decided to give the band one more song. It wafted by like the miserable whisperings of some radio playing a far off tune somewhere further down the beach. This is it ? THIS is what can (almost) fill MSG for thirteen nights ? After the fourth song, and mercifully before it finished, I decided that my need for food was greater than my need to listen to this band. Weak drumming, inconsequential key boards, derivative lead guitar, lyric that were perfect for a children's party, or a gig at the local high school. It was dreadful. What can I say? It must be me! Because if THIS is what it takes to be successful in the contemporary music scene I'm no longer wanting to be a part of it. Phish ? It smelt to me like it was caught two weeks ago and any cat offered this for supper would quite rightly turn up it's nose. I went to eat .. what did I eat? Fish and chips .. I've never eaten a doughnut in my life, and I can't see THAT changing any time soon. As I walked out someone told me about this band playing Watkins Glen and proudly boasted how the band had sold some sixty thousand tickets. Man, these guys are children! Making music for other children. When they were little boys playing with their dolls I organised a show at Watkins Glen that had over 600,000 people attending .. music for adults played by grown ups. Remember those days? These guys obviously didn't have a clue about such mature goings on .. but (of course) it was way before their time. 2 white beach dresses
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