Lick Us Back
Readers Response
Dear Scott,
Damn! It’s time someone warns the kids ’bout all the pain and suffering that succumbing to a little peer pressure can cause! You gotta be the man!
I am sorry that all Ramona Silver’s popularity caused you to say nice things about her music that you didn’t mean. But I’m glad for our sake that you finally cleared your conscience and set the record straight! By the sounds of your review of the WBCN Rumble (Issue #37) it has really been a bitch of a burden to bear.
Conversely to the lack of response we received from our ads in Lollipop we have received numerous calls regarding this article. Maybe there really is no such thing as bad press! Ramona’s new record will be out this fall. We should get together and brainstorm on how to effectively expose the real Ramona Silver to your readers. Maybe you will hate it so much that you could put her on the cover! Also, instead of only a page and a half to tell the world your new opinion of her, maybe you could take two or three pages to rip her up.
On the other hand, maybe we could encourage her to broaden her themes on this new release to include blow jobs in theaters and scratching nasty four-letter words on girls’ room stalls. Also, it would be really cool if we could get her some really rad tattoo on her ass (I don’t know if you know it, but Ramona doesn’t have a single tattoo!) and she could pierce several body parts (hopefully genitalia) and strap on a silicone libido. She could show up drunk at concerts, tell the suburbanites and everybody in Boston who dig and support local music and all the “scenesters” to fuck off! If only I could get her to take her clothes off during a gig, collapse onstage in drug and alcohol exhaustion and a couple of roadies could scurry on and carry her off! Then I think the kids’ll fall in love with her artistic integrity and then I’ll buy six months of advertising in advance. Wouldn’t this be special? We could market her from so many angles!
With the unlikely exception of the preceding paragraph becoming a reality, Ramona will continue creating from a perspective that is original to her experiences, as far as possible from the influences driving the happy state of pop today.
Lollipop has its niche and does a really great job of exploiting it. There are some great bands in Boston that fit the niche perfectly and some bands mentioned in your article (Tracy Bonham and those Amazing Royal Crowns) that transcend it. I’m sure there is room for music to exist outside it.
Thanks for the positive press you gave Ramona early, I think Lollipop was the first local zine to recognize her talent and thanks again for dedicating so much print on your current disdain for her. The buzz we caught off this article indicates that it would have been much less beneficial if you had simply ignored her. Most of the feedback has been “what did you or Ramona do to piss them off?” then up pops a weird solidarity “us against them” mentality. Hard to grasp really, the power of a song and an opinion.
You have invested heavily in Lollipop, it shows.
Sincerely, Absurdly,
Harv
Fingerprint Records
Dear Lollipop
As a fashion commentator I could never claim to have all the angles on life. But I can tell you that windows are the eyes to the outside world. The first things people look at are your shoes and the music you listen to. The living room and the kitchen are the place in the house to feel the sound. You can change your destiny by thinking a different thought which puts the wheel of a dream in motion. So, keep your accessories and furnishings clean and well dressed. A shade does not have to roll up and down today. Modern and traditional are just wonderful to welcome people in your home. Treat your windows like you treat your furniture and they will see the next millennium and be admired for many years to come.
Jimmie Breaux
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We should have taken ourselves off the alt. freakazoid mailing list.
Hello Scott
Thanks for sending #36.
How bizarre that Mr. Ham did that little feature on Pink Flamingos. I, in fact, was named after one of Babs Johnson’s friends, “Chicklet.” Yes, I was a John Waters FREAK! And I’m not even gay. Go figgur.
Hey, I really liked your social commentary “Prelude to a Lick.” It brought back some memories, esp. the parachute pants. That was one incident where good ol’ Mummy was the wiser.
Ta, Ta!
Chick
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