Yes, we should be working, but it’s much more fun to read your comments. Some of our favorites from last week…
Our May 12 post asked for your worst prom stories as part of our contest. Mrs. Batworth replied:
“It was 1977 and my then-best friend had a boyfriend, so she was hell-bent on going to the prom, and wanted me to go with her. I couldn’t find a date, so she told her little brother he had to escort me. I was mortified. Then-best friend wore red, slinky satin; I wore a recycled, very prim Gunne Sax dress in pale green. She and her boyfriend spent the whole evening making out while I tried to make conversation with my 15 year-old date. We danced to “Fooled Around and Fell In Love.” He was a very nice kid and surprisingly gracious, and I’ve always had the sense that he grew up to be a great human being.”
Our “On Culture” columnist Mikita Brottman wrote a short post May 12 about the desperate attempts of the BSO to gain audience, to which WhitherThouGoest replied:
“I’m not sure I understand your point. Instead of trying to broaden its appeal with a more diverse range of programming, the BSO would be better off if it JUST DIDN’T EXIST ANYMORE? Perhaps the point isn’t to attract people who are already interested, but to inform people about music that is harder and harder connect with as the years pass and make it relevant for today. And in the case of the Decorators’ Show House, that is a major fundraiser for the BSO! So though it may have no appeal for you it clearly has appeal for many of the BSO’s patrons. But perhaps you’re right. Maybe the BSO should just quietly go about the business of classical music, dutifully kowtowing to the sticks-in-the-mud whose naysaying is probably responsible for the state of the genre today.”
And, our favorite, a funny reply from vascellaro to the May 11 post about bringing babies to bars:
“Madam, there’s no such thing as a tough child – if you parboil them first for seven hours, they always come out tender.~ W. C . Fields”
Thanks for writing.