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Shaking Through
Mailbag
Posted: August
25, 2004
By
Kevin Forest Moreau, Postmaster General
We sure get a lot of mail here at Shaking Through World Headquarters.
Sure, most of it is email inviting us to try some male organ-enlarging
product or another, but we also get real questions from readers just
like you. As
a public service -- and because I'm too lazy to think of a better
editorial idea right now -- we thought we'd open up the ol' mailbag and
answer a few of your incisive inquiries. Shall we begin?
No? How about now? Now? Now's good? Okay. Then let's begin...
Dear Kevin:
What current musical trend upsets you the most?
Signed,
Lorne, Los Angeles
Dear Lorne:
Glad you asked. There are a lot of reasons to be worried about the state
of music today: The consolidation of the major labels into a handful of
greedy conglomerates; the lowest-common-denominator mentality that
causes radio (and even the press) to overlook or ignore deserving
artists; the continued career of Incubus -- all of these are cause for
alarm. But at the moment, nothing gets my Hanes Super Premium
Boxer-Briefs in a knot like critics and fans who use affected, poncey
British nicknames when referring to celebrities.
Just in case you might be one of these people, here's a crash-course in
how to avoid looking and sounding like a complete tool. Ready? Here we
go...
1. Paul McCartney is not a "Macca" -- what the hell is that
nonsense? Sounds like mac-and-cheese (which, come to think of it, is a
pretty apt description of McCartney's work).
2. Please, please, please don't refer to Morrissey as "Moz" or "Mozzer."
And no, putting a "the" in front of either one of those -- "The Moz" --
doesn't make it any better.
3. And for the love of all that's holy, people, please, I beg you,
whatever you do, do not refer to Madonna as "Madge." Esther, yes,
if you want to be cute and insider-y (Entertainment Weekly, I'm
talking to you!). But Madge? C'mon. That's like getting "Peggy"
out of "Margaret." It just doesn't work. Better yet, don't refer to
Madonna at all.
Got all that? Good. There'll be a pop quiz; you never know where I'll be
lurking, or when I might jump out of the shadows and cudgel you into
submission with a rolled-up copy of Rolling Stoner. When you
least expect it... expect it!
Dear Shaking Through:
I have a question. Clemenza and Vincenzo: Are these guys for real?
Inquisitively Yours,
Vic Sage, Hub City
I'll let our esteemed bad-movie reviewers answer this question
themselves:
Clemenza: Am I real? To paraphrase Morpheus from
The Matrix, "What is real?" If by "real" you mean what you can feel
or touch, then "real" is only electrical impulses being processed by
your brain. If by real you mean have I rolled my editor's house in a
drunken stupor, then yes, I am as real as it gets. Of course I'm real!
Have you read my reviews? You think that level of grittiness and
immersion in the B-movie world could be faked?
I am as real as the basement office here at ST headquarters, the one
with the buzzing florescent bulb and the electrical outlets that only
accept appliances made in nameless Eastern Bloc countries. Laurence
Station just mouthed off to me yesterday 'cause I "borrowed" the
plasma-screen TV in his office -- he was handed a first- class
beat-down. Ask him how real I am! Anyway, thanks for reading, and
stay strong!
Vincenzo: I'm real enough not to worry about defending or
defining myself for those of you threatened by the concept of my
existence. And I'm real enough to mop up the floor with your sorry
carcass if you get on the fightin' side of me. Good enough?
Well, I guess that's settled. Next question.
Dear Kevin,
I sent a copy of my band's latest CD to your P.O. Box a couple of months
ago to be considered for review. So far, you guys still haven't reviewed
it. What's up with that? How can I make sure I get reviewed on
Shaking Through?
Respectfully,
Robert Zimmerman
Rob:
How do you get reviewed on Shaking Through? Practice, practice,
practice.
But seriously, there are two answers to your question:
1. Don't suck. I'm serious. We here at Shaking Through World
Headquarters leave our mailbox open for anyone who wants to send us
a CD -- or a book, or a comic, or even a movie, if they're so inclined.
We're happy to run reviews of CDs by unsigned bands or artists when we
can, but you need to send us a product of professional quality. (In
other words, don't send us a tape of your band rehearsing, or of you
singing into a tape recorder in your bedroom while the train rumbles in
the background.) Try to send the most polished package you can, with the
best songs, and we'll give it a fair shake.
But be forewarned: We are not a press clip machine. We give every CD we
listen to an honest, critical assessment. If we really don't like what
we hear, we most likely won't review it. There's little point in
slamming an act nobody's heard of, especially if they've gone to all the
trouble of sending us their stuff. We're not here to piss all over
people who take the time and effort to mail us a CD because they like
our site.
Important Note! This does not mean that if we haven't
reviewed your disc, we think it sucks. That is not the case! It
most probably means we just haven't gotten around to listening to it,
which leads us to…
2. Bug us. Shaking Through is a small, home-based operation. It's
a labor of love for Laurence Station and myself, both of whom have jobs
and other things to keep us busy outside of Shaking Through. We
get a lot of CDs in the mail -- for which we're very, very appreciative.
It's great that so many people know about our little site, and it means
a lot to us. But we do all of the reviews ourselves (with the help of a
small handful of volunteers, none of whom gets paid a red cent for their
efforts), and there are lots of CDs out there and only so many hours in
a day. If you've sent us a CD and haven't seen anything about it in
print, the best thing to do is to follow up with an email to nudge us a
little bit.
Oh, and Please Note: Our mailing address has changed. Go to
our Send Us Stuff page for the correct
address.
Hope that helps. Okay, we've got time for one more...
Hey, Hockey Puck!
I like the Vatican Assassin's advice column. He's funny, he's smart, and
he really tells those knuckleheads where it's at! So why the hell aren't
you publishing more of his columns? And don't sign me with no stupid
name like "Jonesin' in Jonesboro," neither, or I'll come up there and
slap you around so hard your momma will feel it!
Sincerely,
CPO Sharkey
Dear Jonesin':
We print the Vatican Assassin's letters whenever he gets one. It's that
simple. You want to bask in his scintillating assaults on the confused
and the lovelorn? Then get off your pasty white posterior and
write to him, already!
Okay, that about wraps it up for today. Keep those cards and letters
coming, and in the meantime, remember these words of wisdom:
Don’t touch a
Filipino bride’s ass!


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