Malls are a grand and wondrous thing. Bringing much-needed goods (Publix the Great) and culture (Starbucks, where else can you get coffee and great thought-provoking company for only $5?) to the masses, strip and covered malls provide an incredible service to the public. Trees are nothing but boring relics from a different era before electronic pixels became the mighty prophet we adore so much today. Why, trees take years just to grow an inch. How can we be expected to find that interesting when propped up against the considerable newsstand of Joe Muggs?
Sure, trees provide oxygen but don't we also benefit from the now-environmentally safe fumes put forth from the inevitable invasion of new VW bugs to the Starbucks? I say if I have to cross more than two intersections to reach a Publix, there is room for a new Publix.
Atlanta should continue its successful war against all things green and growing in an effort to cram every nook and cranny with some form of retail outlet. Heaven forbid I should have an area of green "wildlife" to relax and do what some call "reading a book outside" or maybe even "walking in the woods." These things have no place in a world where 20 percent off means more than open spaces where one can forget the fact that hours of maddening traffic awaits.
-- Jason McCarthy, Atlanta
Their legacy continues
I read the review of the Allman Brothers' newly revised Road Goes on Forever compilation (Vibes, "The Allmans' Road makes fresh tracks," Dec. 19).
I take issue with the comment that the ABB's later work was rote and forgettable. If, in fact, you were referring to their two CDs for Arista in 1980 and 1981, I would completely agree. It is hard to fathom how this good of musicians could have put out albums as bad as Reach for the Sky & Brothers of the Road. It was probably a blessing that they broke up for seven-plus years after those records.
However, the Allmans material of the 1990s was top notch and very much worthy of standing beside their best work of the '70s. While nothing done since has eclipsed Eat a Peach and Fillmore East, songs like "End of the Line," "No One to Run With," "Seven Turns" and "Nobody Knows" were anything but rote and forgettable.
Obviously, Warren Haynes added a lot to the band and is still doing so today. They added harmony vocals, acoustic guitars and even Latin percussion, while staying true to the ABB sound. Their newest, soon-to-be released tunes like "Desdemona" and "High Cost" are high-quality, well-written Allman/Haynes compositions as well.
I've read comments about the later years of the ABB before in Creative Loafing and it seems way off-mark to lump their early-'80s years with anything they have done since reuniting during the summer of '89. They've only added to their legacy since then.
-- Tim Langan, Atlanta
(In response to Andisheh Nouraee's "Don't Panic" column): Since you're obviously so unhappy with everything about our country and our commander in chief and everything he does, why don't you just LEAVE! Go to some place really hot and humid, too. That oughta suit your kind.
In case you haven't noticed, the U.S.A. is at war, numb nuts. If people like you (and ex-whatever Clinton) were in charge, your political correctness obsession would put every single person in this country in peril from terrorists who wouldn't be arrested or detained because their "civil rights" might be violated.
Reminder: No person -- no matter their color or protected status vis-a-vis the P.C. police -- has the "civil right" to make war on the U.S.A. or her citizens.
-- Lynn Marsh, Atlanta
Real life morsels
(In response to Hollis Gillespie's Mood Swing): Well, I've gone and done it. I've become a total Hollis-Head. Now, the week doesn't happen until I open the newest CL to feed my soul the latest Mood Swing stylings of Hollis Gillespie. It took a while, but I finally get it.
While she lays out her colorful, hysterical, kick-ass stories, what she's always feeding us is rich morsels of Real Life -- what we yearn for, what trips us up, what counts -- the kinda stuff that's so boring in the wrong hands. Pity, there's only one sermon a week, but hey, that gives me something to live for.
-- Judy B. David, Atlanta
Nothing to lose
With due respect to Mr. Sugg (Fishwrapper, "It can happen here," Dec. 26), it is quite obvious to many objective reporters that we have become the target of hatred for the one-sided policies and double standards we follow in our foreign policies. I am very happy to note that Zell Miller and Cynthia McKinney, besides many respected reporters, had the courage to admit it.
Are you one of those who always see nobody else's point of view but yours and wish to take us all down the hill in an endless war? We will win the war, but at tremendous costs. I have a son in the Army. I bet you have nothing to lose and take pride in writing articles that are nothing but garbage.
Wake up, Mr. Sugg, before you start to stink.
-- Al Khan, Fairfax, Va.
Job well done
(In response to John Sugg's Fishwrapper column): I would like to congratulate you on great column after great column. Even when I disagree with your point of view, your column is always well done and thought provoking.
Job well done
There are so many interesting stories dealing with the city of Atlanta and state-wide issues, but the AJC constantly under reports them. Since the AJC has become almost unreadable lately, I read the "Loaf" more and more, and your column stands out for excellence. Job well done.
-- Dan Magee, Atlanta
@Dont Care .... "Dont" = Don't. "Cris" = Chris. "Their" = They're.
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