Great article. Captures the spirit of BFF nicely. Thanks!
Sorry, Jeff. I'm not buying your argument. I think you've done a nice job of advancing the discourse on the South and, specifically, Charleston, but it seems like the more you write the more you show that Smirnoff knows the South and you're scope is more than a little limited. There's only one magazine where you'll find a true exploration of Southern themes and it's underlying complexity--and it ain't in the pages of a glossy front-porch mag that features photo spreads of Southern Belles.
As Southerner's, we can do better. And I think that's what Smirnoff stated rather eloquently. You sound like you agree with him, but you're also less inclined to tackle the tough issues of perception and perspective of the Southern mythos.
Then again, I guess it takes all kinds. That's what my mama taught me.
Agreed. Great review that captured the night perfectly. And (unlike some live show reviews I've read here) factually accurate. And the sound was, indeed, crystal clear.
Well stated, Haywood. The ultimate takeaway from this, for me, was if you enjoy it, you should work to preserve it. Tourism and environmentalism can coexist, I'm sure.
You know, I'm going to have to disagree. I know a lot of folks enjoyed it, but I was bored stiff after the first few numbers--mostly because Coyne kept taking forever to start a new song. Some of the band members even seemed bored--and the Dorothys on the sides of the stage were so bored that they had enough time to carry on conversations that we could ALL HEAR between songs. Call me crazy, but if you're going to put on a rock spectacle, you should minimize the downtime. It was fun at first, but fizzled pretty quickly.
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