Music journalist, critic, and blogger James Reel of KUAT-FM posts a somewhat fantastical item concerning a marketing type who has been engaged as a consultant by the Oregon Symphony to advise them on how best to put more and younger butts in seats at their concerts. Mr. Reel closes his post by writing,
I can’t wait to see what A.C. Douglas has to say about this.
What A.C. Douglas has to say is that he's thoroughly convinced Mr. Reel is having all of us on by posting a very clever if a smidge over the top piece of satire. I mean, I bow to no man in my utter contempt for the mindset, thinking, and advice of marketing types who mess about in the domains of the arts, and most particularly in the domain of classical music. The domains of soap, beer, cars, and the like are their proper purview, and it's to those domains they ought to restrict their activities and proffer their advice.
But that utter contempt notwithstanding, no marketing type could, in actual, real life, possibly be as imbecile and clueless as the marketing type who is the subject of Mr. Reel's piece; ergo, my conviction that Mr. Reel is in fact engaging in a clever bit of satire.
If, on the other hand, Mr. Reel is in fact not doing anything of the sort, then A.C. Douglas can say nothing at all, for in that case he would be struck utterly dumb by what's recounted in Mr. Reel's post.
O tempora! O mores!
On The Road To Prohibition
Satire?
Music journalist, critic, and blogger James Reel of KUAT-FM posts a somewhat fantastical item concerning a marketing type who has been engaged as a consultant by the Oregon Symphony to advise them on how best to put more and younger butts in seats at their concerts. Mr. Reel closes his post by writing,
What A.C. Douglas has to say is that he's thoroughly convinced Mr. Reel is having all of us on by posting a very clever if a smidge over the top piece of satire. I mean, I bow to no man in my utter contempt for the mindset, thinking, and advice of marketing types who mess about in the domains of the arts, and most particularly in the domain of classical music. The domains of soap, beer, cars, and the like are their proper purview, and it's to those domains they ought to restrict their activities and proffer their advice.
But that utter contempt notwithstanding, no marketing type could, in actual, real life, possibly be as imbecile and clueless as the marketing type who is the subject of Mr. Reel's piece; ergo, my conviction that Mr. Reel is in fact engaging in a clever bit of satire.
If, on the other hand, Mr. Reel is in fact not doing anything of the sort, then A.C. Douglas can say nothing at all, for in that case he would be struck utterly dumb by what's recounted in Mr. Reel's post.
O tempora! O mores!
Posted by A.C. Douglas on 19 December 2006 | Permalink