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| From | Tam OShanter <shamotanter@yahoo.com> |
| Subject | Re: Open Letter to Andrew Gold |
| Date | Thu, 14 Oct 2004 09:54:38 -0700 (PDT) |
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Dear Andrew,
I think I can relate to you and your letter to Brain
Wilson. We're coming from the exact same headspace, if
you understand me correctly (and I truely believe you
do, natch).
I, too, have written songs, although you've had the
pure dumb luck to have actually scored a hit single or
two. Like you, I don't read msuic either, but I, too,
can compose symphonic masterworks -- if only given the
opportunity, time, and finacial backing. The music I
hear in my head exceeds even the mediocre Creed-like
ambitions of the most paltry songwriters in my realm
of influence, and the music is so complicated I need
help in realizing it's purest golden essence. I think
you can relate, to, to this phenomena?
I would love to be asked to play in one of your many
tribute bands, or to help you record some songs of
mine; would you consider entering something of mine in
the 2004 Sonicbids International Songwriting
Competition? There's still time, Andrew. Just a
thought, brother.
I can relate to the mental anguish you've endured; I,
too, suffer from delusion and apathy. Much like Brian,
I've done my share of mushroomsacidSTP, and my psyche
has suffered as a reslut. I am not sure if you've ever
been anything other than a raging alcoholic, but I
have, and it's had far-ranging effects on virtually no
one in the music industry. Am I doomed to remain
nameless and obtuse, obscure and unacknowleged? As are
you?
Jealousy over other's musical success (see: SMiLE)
will only lead you to the Cat Steven's-like exile you
so desperately wish to avoid. Please, don't be a
bitter Lonely Boy, and let other, talented people take
their rightful place in the glowing embers of fame's
brightest spotlight. You've had a small taste of
success, and you've earned the right to be resentful
and openly bitter, but it really doesn't matter
because you are a COMPOSER of MUSIC: complicated,
deluxe-burger-with-everything music, music of the
spheres, music of the Great Buffalo Cosmic
Grandfather's Universe. You, sire, are MUSICIAN.
Never, ever forget that you are a Special Person. <:(
If you ever need musical guidance, fresh new melodic
ideas, a guitar or bass rifftone, or even some badly
played banjo, you know where to reach me. Even though
the guys from Brian Wilson's band are not available at
this time, I am, and will continue to be, no doubt now
and into the not-unforseeable future, at your
disposal, musically speaking. You are great, and your
songs are great, and, if you would let me into your
sphrere of existence, then you will not need a
Jefferson Foskett to lift you higher into a Stevie
Wonder-like plain of illumination -- you need only
look within.
God has blessed you; now it's my turn. May peace
follow on your heels the way success hasn't.
Tam
P.S. The above was a satire; get over it. :)
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