Let me give you a couple of highlights from JB's hate mail:
"...try seeming a little less biased when a front man pays a little attention to you. Relax, he wants to have sex with you. It happens. When you edify glam rock and trash on other local bands that are innovative and not afraid to go against the same old Buckcherry"ish" cookie cutter sound, you appear ignorant. Open your ears and shut your cake-hole. "
"On behalf of Calloused and Cincinnati, go hug a root, get bent, and kiss our Hillbilly asses."
He also called me "quasi-attractive." Does that mean he thinks that I'm kind of attractive since he couldn't come right out and call me ugly? But my favorite one liner of the entire email was when he said I was a "Glorified Groupie in Standard Issue Stripper Gear." That's just fucking awesome!
As I was reading this hate mail, I couldn't help but laugh. This dude was REALLY angry over some stupid words that I wrote on a blog that no one really reads. Wow. My first instinct was to respond to him with an uber smart ass email, but my gut told me that was the wrong thing to do. On my myspace profile, I specifically state, "I'm not interested in petty arguments about how you think I'm an idiot for not liking Rush. I'm interested in well thought out debates about how I should reconsider my hatred for Rush because they really are talented musicians. You get the idea." I knew this guy wrote this email to me at the height of the emotional roller coaster that my words just took him on, so I decided to give him a break. You can't fight fire with fire. Instead, I fought it with kindness.
I simply explained to JB that we're each allowed to have our own opinions. And attacking someone's personal integrity when you don't know them is more juvenile and ignorant than me writing a shitty review. I make no apologies for what or how I write. I'm not making nice just to kiss ass or avoid hurting feelings; that's not who I am. My response to JB wasn't mean or hateful because in general, I'm not a mean or hateful person. Besides, I knew that being shitty right back to him would just cause more problems.
In the end, JB responded and sent me a very nice apology. His brother and best friends are in the band, so he was very legitimately hurt and pissed off by what I said and he had every right to be. He retracted his juvenile statement because I didn't get angry right back at him and because of that, I have gained another reader. Nice! JB made me realize that I'm totally unaware of how many people read my blog and that I may entertain or incite more people than I thought. And maybe "All the people who voted for that band should be shot" was a little bit harsh. Perhaps all of those people should just get a good punch in the mouth. I kid, I kid...
The moral of the story, kids, is that kindness goes a LONG way. JB saw the error of his ways because I extended some kindness his way. In return, he extended some kindness right back to me and now we can laugh at this entire situation. Look, I may be a sassy, opinionated bitch, but I'm still a super nice gal at heart. I know that not everyone who reads my blog is going to agree with what I have to say; I don't expect them to. What is life without a little dissonance? It makes things interesting. Please dear readers, feel free to contact me if you like or loathe any ideas or opinions I put on my blog. I'll post all comments (unless they're REALLY foul). Good or bad, I learn from what you have to say.
And go check out Calloused for yourself. After receiving this hate mail from JB, I went to their myspace page and gave them a second chance. It certainly sounded better than what I heard on the day of Crue Fest.
PS - JB, I'm STOKED that you're still reading my blog. :)
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