WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO THE LAS VEGAS WEEKLY?
You've really done it this time Dickensheets. Just picked up a copy of the "new & improved" Las Vegas Weekly. I'm stunned. Flabbergasted. I haven't had a visceral reaction to a magazine this bad since High Times put Barbara Bush on the cover. Honestly, your new format is the worst thing that's happened to a local weekly since City Life stopped running Joshua Ellis's column. What's next? A "Queer Eye" makeover for Josh Bell?
What have you done to my beloved Weekly? Why these joyless, sterile, antiseptic pages? What happened to those wild, confused graphics that overloaded the senses like a Jackson Pollock viewed on amyl nitrate poppers? Not only stimulating for the mind, but a delight to the eye! And what of that netherworld of mirth and satire that once inhabited the margins of your glorious rag? Mini-Elvis gleefully plugging a TV on the "Screen" page; or taking a dump atop the book review (this alone should've earned you "Editor of the Year").
Is this really you Scott? -- Or some mechanized, corporate clone, hatched from a pod in Bruce Spotleson's wine cellar? For shame! I can see you now at the Monday morning staff meeting: Swept away by your own megalomania; your soy latte and power tie; feverishly scribbling away on a chalkboard a la Glenn Beck (misspelling the word "autodidactic"). And who will dare challenge you??
Disraeli was right. Change is inevitable -- so are death and taxes. It's one thing to draw a mustache on the Mona Lisa; quite another to turn her into Lady Gaga.
What have you done to my beloved Weekly? Why these joyless, sterile, antiseptic pages? What happened to those wild, confused graphics that overloaded the senses like a Jackson Pollock viewed on amyl nitrate poppers? Not only stimulating for the mind, but a delight to the eye! And what of that netherworld of mirth and satire that once inhabited the margins of your glorious rag? Mini-Elvis gleefully plugging a TV on the "Screen" page; or taking a dump atop the book review (this alone should've earned you "Editor of the Year").
Is this really you Scott? -- Or some mechanized, corporate clone, hatched from a pod in Bruce Spotleson's wine cellar? For shame! I can see you now at the Monday morning staff meeting: Swept away by your own megalomania; your soy latte and power tie; feverishly scribbling away on a chalkboard a la Glenn Beck (misspelling the word "autodidactic"). And who will dare challenge you??
Disraeli was right. Change is inevitable -- so are death and taxes. It's one thing to draw a mustache on the Mona Lisa; quite another to turn her into Lady Gaga.
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Steve
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Jun 25, 2010 08:08AM
As editor of Las Vegas CityLife, I had a visceral reaction to this review! I could not disagree more ... with the fact that you failed to recognize that "CityLife" is one word. Other than that, well, I haven't seen the "new" Weekly, so I will take your well-written word for it.
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Touche Dickensheets! (can't find that fuckin' "accent" thing on my keyboard) Glad ta see ya come out swingin'. Please be as pugnacious with these corporate bean counters who are messin' with your magazine -- I say "your" magazine cuz while I do know something 'bout corporate structure (I was a Wall Street stockbroker for 7 years -- but that's another book) It's been your vision & stewardship which have made it the badass li'l rag it is -- and I've always given you props for that. I know it's tough workin' for a buncha empty suits who only dance to the tune o' the bottom line. The corporate devils have fucked up everything from the publishing biz to the Gulf -- they'll fuck up everything else given time. Fight the good fight . . . and please, please bring back Mini-Elvis.
P.S. -- Nice to hear from you too Steve -- sorry for the faux pas.
