Sometimes I read something that sets me on edge, but I carry on to the end of the article, this time a review, with clenched teeth and a mutter and get on with my life. Then, sometimes, like today, a spelling mistake of somebody famous and dead’s name will make me totally and absolutely hysterical.
And then I thank the gods of the interweb (and Big Friendly who is connected to them) for this special platform from where I am able to launch my ‘rheum’, to quote the Bard. Now, I am about to get into trouble, but so be it. This is what made me totally nuts.
The Argus Tonight section on line runs a review of Footsteps to Freedom written by Peter Tromp today. Now, one of the directors of the show, Rafiek Mammon, happens to be a very, very good friend of the reviewer. So my hackles are raised. I mean, it’s one thing for us all to be subject to the criticism or praise of objective reviewers but to have a newspaper print an “objective” review by the guy’s best friend is bullshit. Naturally it was a high praise review. It glowed. I was, like, why don’t my best pals write for the paper? Anyway, here is where I was set on edge but it was in the final paragraph that I finally lost it completely, and I quote, “However, there is a lovely rendition of Brenda Fassy’s Weekend Special.” Are you @#%$#*&* serious? Brenda Fassy? The cheek of it. That is unforgivable. In a review. About a show. Written for your best friend. Sis Brenda will turn in her grave. The correct spelling, for those of you who want to know is Fassie. I Googled to double check.
I write reviews here on megan’s head. I slaughter some shows, I praise others, I claim my biases and publicise them. I say up front who my friends are, what shows I am involved in and which I approach as an objective viewer. I can do that. This is my blog. I expect our newspaper reviewers to have a bit more integrity, openness and honesty. And mostly I expect them to do research and spell checks. That’s what Google is for!