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To the editor: A co-worker/friend and I recently read the article profiling Hot Damn Tamales (“Light Rail,” Nov. 21, 2002). We went there on Dec. 6, hoping it would be as good as the article made it seem. We were extremely disappointed in the food. In the picture that ran with the article, it showed the Santa Fe Plate being on a nice restaurant-style plate, but when we received our order, it was in a red and white cardboard container, comparable to what you would get at a baseball game. That wasn’t too bad, but my friend was about three bites into her King Ranch casserole when she found a black hair in it. Needless to say, she took it back and received a full refund. We will most definitely not be back there — and we will be much more careful of the reviews in your paper!
Veronica David,
Cecily Chase Bridges
Fort Worth
Braving Pollution
To the editor: I just wanted to say thanks for being caring and brave enough to write about all the pollution in Midlothian (“Greetings from Toxic Town,” Dec. 5, 2002). I found it very informative and enlightening (especially the part about President Bush’s appointee from that awful company, Monsanto). Anyway, thanks for keeping the Fort Worth Weekly alternative.
Carey Hix
Dallas
Music, Alive or Dead
To the editor: I must agree. If we don’t get out and start supporting live music it won’t be there much longer (“What’s Going On?” Jan 2, 2002). I am a live music fan from way back. I remember clubs like Spencer’s Corner or I Gotcha. Or when the Aardvark was the Hop. I’ve seen a lot of good music (and clubs) come and go. Once saw the Grievous Angels at the old Engine Room, and a friend and myself were literally the only ones in that big room, not counting the opening act. And the band played anyway. And this was a Friday night!
But on to the point I wanted to make. I have a pretty steady job and can afford to go out and see bands when I want. What I’m seeing lately are the people around me losing jobs or afraid of losing their jobs and not wanting to go out. So most of the time I will end up hanging with them. That, or beg them to go anyway and offer to help out on the cost. What do we do about this? I have no idea. I think it starts at the top. We need to get so many things fixed that if I go into it, it will end up being about politics instead of music, and you don’t want to get me started on that.
In closing I just wanted to say, good job.
Kyle Grannan
Fort Worth
To the editor: Everyone listen up. You can’t tell me with all the statistics that the music scene is dead. The “mainstream” scene is dead, but the underground scene is very much alive. Broaden your small minds. I am the vocalist for the local band Mindstitch, a hard-drivin’, promoting machine. We work with all local “rock” acts if allowed. It’s open minds and united hearts that will bring the scene back, and Mindstitch will be front and center come time! I have a business just like the club owners: my band. If it fails, it fails because I let it fail. Fort Worth Weekly, don’t blame the fans. I agree the music here has sucked since Drowning Pool went away and all the bands that I loved in my youth (1992-1995) are trying for a second chance, and it just gets old having the same old music or styles played. Mindstitch is a breath of fresh air for Fort Worth and will fight hard to get Fort Worth back on the map. Just wait and see. We are real people with real creative minds, and we will conquer the task at hand together. Thank you for your time.
Nathan T. Roberts
Fort Worth
Non-Sports Fan
To the editor: As a regular reader of your paper, I would like to sincerely thank you for making the obviously conscious decision not to report on yet more trivialities involving the Dallas Cowboys. At the risk of public humiliation and shame, I can say without a doubt that I am not, nor will I ever be, a pro football or baseball fan. I’m usually darned tired of the Cowboys’ and the Rangers’ hype before it ever gets started each year.
I watched the evening news last night and the first ten minutes of the broadcast were devoted entirely to this ridiculous waste of time. (Come on people, do we really care who’s in charge of something that may or may not happen ’til next fall to a worthless gang of overpaid losers?) Every conceivable angle was presented about Jerry Jones’ latest nosepickings — i.e. the club’s opinion, the players’ opinion, the fans’ opinion, the stadium employees’ opinion, etc, etc. This overly hyped-up story about Parcells and Jones has managed to land itself on the front page of the Star-Telegram every stinking day this week, sometimes even taking precedence in size and content over international matters that could quite possibly forever change our lives as we know it. At a time when we are literally at the brink of war (some of my enlisted buddies say we are already there), your publication is an island in a sea of idiocy. This uncertainty of our future has affected everything in Fort Worth, including the local music scene, and your paper seems to be one of the first publications that I’ve read that calls attention to it.
Hats off to Fort Worth Weekly for allowing its reporters to write about something other than what the Cowboys or the Rangers desperately want us to read. And extra special kudos for keeping it off the front page! Thanks.
Holland K. Smith
Fort Worth
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