The Friday Informer: The Danger Within

Did you hear the one about the guy who walked into this joint a composer and left a rabbi? Actually, the most frequent punch line this week was NYTimes critic Bernie Holland, who has perhaps been coasting a bit of late, but some brought their own pie charts to the mud slinging. The defenders rode in, but I couldn’t help but recall that we’d been here at least once before.

Love or hate the show, let’s just hope that those seated next to loud patrons at concerts don’t start arriving armed—I just can’t imagine that would end well. This isn’t some rock show after all. Though now that I mention it, what’s a little genre swapping among friends? It can be uncomfortable, sure, but you just have to get into it—and nothing says you’ve been to a great concert like good merch.

Now we’re just going to have to hope they don’t measure their fingers and decide to trade in their oboes for iGuitars. New music folk can rock out and all, but I hear caution is strongly advised.

Think fame can’t go to their heads? Then you haven’t seen the action figure or the plans for the guest Super Bowl appearance. Next thing you know, there will be steamy tapes released and things smoked, all in the name of new music.

Just wait for the next issue of People magazine if you think I’m kidding. What a three-ring circus.