We're not all negativity here at CATJ. We like some of the Observer writers. In the interest of playing nice we'll name a few.
Langston Wertz - Seems like a nice guy, and normally knows what he's talking about. An increasingly rare circumstance at the Charlotte Observer.
Mark Washburn - I generally agree with most of what Mr. Washburn has to say, knows shit when he sees it and he manages to stay away from the tabloid aspect of the media, which I can appreciate.
Lawrence Toppman - Pound for pound, The Observer's best columnist - by a longshot. Naturally, I don't agree with alot of his reviews, but Toppman is intelligent, well read, and informed.
Doug Smith - an actual local guy! Old enough to remember what it was like to be a journalist, before Paris Hilton, before the "blogosphere" and when you actually had to have something called a "source" to back up facts you put in print. I bet he'd be fun to have a beer with.
Monday, September 24, 2007
Other Lame Observer writers/bloggers
Yes, it's true. We can't stand Tonya Jameson and her tacky self or her high school level musings about life as a gay minority in Charlotte without ever having the guts to come out and actually say it. Maybe she's not allowed to say it, but this makes her a hypocrite (although this is nothing new). Then again, if I were a gay Charlottean ( and I have many gay friends here in Charlotte), an idiot like Tonya would be the last person, I'd want speaking for me.
Anyway, I'd just thought I'd let the world know that it's not just Tonya. The Charlotte Observer is overrun with idiots. If I've missed anyone or you disagree, feel free to chime in.
* Dannye Romine Powell - Is an 80-something year old Dilworth resident who writes poetry so rancid it would make a 4th grade creative writing teacher vomit. Her prose mostly addresses such hard-hitting and interesting topics like the beads of sweat that form on her grand children's foreheads while they're playing croquet in the backyard; or condescending 'village idiot' anecdotes about lovable, mentally disabled people who do eccentric things in Myers Park, like illegally direct traffic, collect cans, or ride purple bicycles around while wearing orange suspenders. Her contributions are limited and thankfully, she probably doesn't even know what a blog is.
* Tommy Tomlinson - Gets the honor of ugliest Observer columnist photo in the publication's history. Judging by his face alone, he must weigh at least 327 lbs. It's practically a sure bet Tommy hasn't actually seen his penis since 7th grade. He's more or less a younger, hipper, more "common-man" version of Dannye, and mainly writes about things like youtube.com and myspace - 3 years after everyone else on the planet discovered them. He's so relevant. Pet store owner are big T.T. fans, since they know as long as he has a job, they'll always have something to line bird cages with, and to help absorb puppy pee.
* Tom Sorenson - What a douche bag. I've met 15 year old girls who could talk about sports more intelligently than Sorenson. Hearsay , innuendo, and Sorenson's own valueless opinions play a make up a significant amount of his output as a sports writer. If I was a professional athlete, this goon would be the last person I'd want to see holding up a DAT recorder in my face after a loss. Apparently his bosses somehow forced him into creating a blog, which he updates semi-annually.
* Julie York Coppens - The O's insanely bitter Femi-Nazi theatre critic, who was apparently born with a large bug in her ass. She was the resentful kid in high school that never got to be in any school plays because she was so homely and talentless. Now she unfairly takes it out on semi-professional actors in Charlotte, most of whom do it for kicks and have day jobs. She mainly kisses all the right asses and writes about the performing arts scenes in most NC cities......Except Charlotte's.
Anyway, I'd just thought I'd let the world know that it's not just Tonya. The Charlotte Observer is overrun with idiots. If I've missed anyone or you disagree, feel free to chime in.
* Dannye Romine Powell - Is an 80-something year old Dilworth resident who writes poetry so rancid it would make a 4th grade creative writing teacher vomit. Her prose mostly addresses such hard-hitting and interesting topics like the beads of sweat that form on her grand children's foreheads while they're playing croquet in the backyard; or condescending 'village idiot' anecdotes about lovable, mentally disabled people who do eccentric things in Myers Park, like illegally direct traffic, collect cans, or ride purple bicycles around while wearing orange suspenders. Her contributions are limited and thankfully, she probably doesn't even know what a blog is.
* Tommy Tomlinson - Gets the honor of ugliest Observer columnist photo in the publication's history. Judging by his face alone, he must weigh at least 327 lbs. It's practically a sure bet Tommy hasn't actually seen his penis since 7th grade. He's more or less a younger, hipper, more "common-man" version of Dannye, and mainly writes about things like youtube.com and myspace - 3 years after everyone else on the planet discovered them. He's so relevant. Pet store owner are big T.T. fans, since they know as long as he has a job, they'll always have something to line bird cages with, and to help absorb puppy pee.
* Tom Sorenson - What a douche bag. I've met 15 year old girls who could talk about sports more intelligently than Sorenson. Hearsay , innuendo, and Sorenson's own valueless opinions play a make up a significant amount of his output as a sports writer. If I was a professional athlete, this goon would be the last person I'd want to see holding up a DAT recorder in my face after a loss. Apparently his bosses somehow forced him into creating a blog, which he updates semi-annually.
* Julie York Coppens - The O's insanely bitter Femi-Nazi theatre critic, who was apparently born with a large bug in her ass. She was the resentful kid in high school that never got to be in any school plays because she was so homely and talentless. Now she unfairly takes it out on semi-professional actors in Charlotte, most of whom do it for kicks and have day jobs. She mainly kisses all the right asses and writes about the performing arts scenes in most NC cities......Except Charlotte's.
A Closer Look: The latest Paid To Party Column
Barbecue, blue sky lure crowd
Rain kept many people away from the Blues, Brews & BBQ festival last Friday, but on Saturday the folks showed up in full force. That night, several hundred people stood in the parking lot across from Rock Bottom Brewery dancing to Delbert McClinton's boogie-woogie music.
At least 100,000 attended the two-day event, highlighted by a barbecue cook-off and performances by McClinton, Acoustic Syndicate and others. Despite the rain, Charlotte Center City Partners spokeswoman Moira Quinn said all of the scheduled acts were still able to perform last Friday.
The festival worked well in its new location, on Tryon Street between Sixth to Ninth streets.
We're No. 1! We're No. 1!
Sing this to the tune of Queen's "We are the Champions": "We are the brew masters, my friends ..."I predicted the Charlotte Observer's Eye/Carolina Nightlife team would spank the competition in the Blues, Brews & BBQ media beer contest. And, of course, we did. (OK, we won by one vote, but a win is a win, baby!)
Big thanks to George Allen and the folks at Carolina Beer & Beverage for making our concept -- an Oktoberfest called Five o'clock Now -- the best beer ever.
You won a homemade beer contest. At a lame festival. Big fuckin' deal! How does this relate to the "Charlotte Party Scene"? It doesn't. Nobody cares. Nobody cares about 99.9% of the shit you write about, but this doesn't stop you. In the name of diversity and affirmative action you carry on! Never one to miss on on an opportunity to throw in another gay reference, Tonya even mentions "We're Are The Champions". Oh brother. Besides, how can you sing "We're #1" to the tune of "we are the champions"?
Petra's opening weekend
Petra's, a cabaret and piano bar in Plaza-Midwood, finally opened last weekend.
There was a line out the door despite heavy rains last Friday night. Packing the small club were friends of owner Petra Fugger and creative directors Robb and sister Connie Huddleston and Chris Hollar.
A cute waitress named Autumn sang "Unchained Melody," and later, an adorable waiter named Jason sang "Imagine." Between their solos, pianist Nathan Hefner played tunes while brave audience members took turns on the mic.
Petra's is tastefully decorated, with dark hues, mirrors and chandeliers. The staff and patrons were friendly. It's the kind of place that could easily become a regular hangout.
If you read the Observer, or Charlotte.com, or Tonya's blog regularly, you might wonder if she's on this place's payroll, since she's been tirelessly promoting the damn place since early spring. Why, you ask? because it's a gay bar. Not that there's anything wrong with that, it's just that other business owners who aren't gay, don't get this kind of press without paying for it. Sort of makes you wonder if a newspaper column is going to be used to promote lame clubs , regular hetero clubs (the ones not owned by celebrities and Dale Dr. should be given such lavish praise. We're sick of your "pro-gay and the hell with everyone else" agenda, Tonya. Boo.
That's it. There were some additional bullet points in the column, but that's it. I sure would like to know how she's parlayed this lame schtick into a full time job that pays a living wage. Not that a straight white person could get away with it, but that's the Observer for you.
Rain kept many people away from the Blues, Brews & BBQ festival last Friday, but on Saturday the folks showed up in full force. That night, several hundred people stood in the parking lot across from Rock Bottom Brewery dancing to Delbert McClinton's boogie-woogie music.
At least 100,000 attended the two-day event, highlighted by a barbecue cook-off and performances by McClinton, Acoustic Syndicate and others. Despite the rain, Charlotte Center City Partners spokeswoman Moira Quinn said all of the scheduled acts were still able to perform last Friday.
The festival worked well in its new location, on Tryon Street between Sixth to Ninth streets.
Again, Jameson lazily cut n pastes blog entries and uses it as a column. What a scam! Anyway speaking of scams..... 100,000 people at "Blues, Brews & BBQ"?!?!? Bullshit! Now I know Tonya didn't come up with this laughably bogus #, (apparently Moira Quinn did) but reprinting this LIE - is just as irresponsible. For example, The Festival In The Park organizers expect 85,000 people over the course of it's 4 day period. Now if You've ever been, you know that event draws huge crowds each day. Multiply that huge crowd by 4 and that's 85,000. Imagine all those people at once + 15,000 more braving the rain in uptown to sample homemade beer and listen to Delbert McClinton.. Yeahh. Didn't happen, impossible, horseshit. Stop printing this nonsense.
We're No. 1! We're No. 1!
Sing this to the tune of Queen's "We are the Champions": "We are the brew masters, my friends ..."I predicted the Charlotte Observer's Eye/Carolina Nightlife team would spank the competition in the Blues, Brews & BBQ media beer contest. And, of course, we did. (OK, we won by one vote, but a win is a win, baby!)
Big thanks to George Allen and the folks at Carolina Beer & Beverage for making our concept -- an Oktoberfest called Five o'clock Now -- the best beer ever.
You won a homemade beer contest. At a lame festival. Big fuckin' deal! How does this relate to the "Charlotte Party Scene"? It doesn't. Nobody cares. Nobody cares about 99.9% of the shit you write about, but this doesn't stop you. In the name of diversity and affirmative action you carry on! Never one to miss on on an opportunity to throw in another gay reference, Tonya even mentions "We're Are The Champions". Oh brother. Besides, how can you sing "We're #1" to the tune of "we are the champions"?
Petra's opening weekend
Petra's, a cabaret and piano bar in Plaza-Midwood, finally opened last weekend.
There was a line out the door despite heavy rains last Friday night. Packing the small club were friends of owner Petra Fugger and creative directors Robb and sister Connie Huddleston and Chris Hollar.
A cute waitress named Autumn sang "Unchained Melody," and later, an adorable waiter named Jason sang "Imagine." Between their solos, pianist Nathan Hefner played tunes while brave audience members took turns on the mic.
Petra's is tastefully decorated, with dark hues, mirrors and chandeliers. The staff and patrons were friendly. It's the kind of place that could easily become a regular hangout.
If you read the Observer, or Charlotte.com, or Tonya's blog regularly, you might wonder if she's on this place's payroll, since she's been tirelessly promoting the damn place since early spring. Why, you ask? because it's a gay bar. Not that there's anything wrong with that, it's just that other business owners who aren't gay, don't get this kind of press without paying for it. Sort of makes you wonder if a newspaper column is going to be used to promote lame clubs , regular hetero clubs (the ones not owned by celebrities and Dale Dr. should be given such lavish praise. We're sick of your "pro-gay and the hell with everyone else" agenda, Tonya. Boo.
That's it. There were some additional bullet points in the column, but that's it. I sure would like to know how she's parlayed this lame schtick into a full time job that pays a living wage. Not that a straight white person could get away with it, but that's the Observer for you.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Tonya Declares War On Rock N' Roll
Rock music, rock n roll, blue-eyed white devil music, heavy metal, Hell's soundtrack.
Whatever you want to call it, to quote Danny & The Juniors; Rock N Roll is here to stay, and to quote Ozzy Osbourne; "you can't kill rock n roll".
Charlotte rock n roll fans, there is someone here in our own community that IS trying to kill, discredit, and throw mud in the face of rock n roll. Someone who actually has the gall to call themselves a "pop life writer" (whatever the fuck that means) and works for our local newspaper would love it if Rock N roll went away and was replaced by Hip Hop.
Thats right, boys and girls, Tonya Jameson would like nothing better than to bury pop culture's #1 legacy and replace it; with thugged-out illiterate corn-rowed thugs who grunt about guzzling expensive champagne, licking girls assholes, their collection of automatic weapons, and those gigantic chrome wheels that are attached to their Cadillac Escalades.
The CIAA Basketball tournament is months away, so Tonya has nothing better to do than mount an all-out assault on Rock N Roll, or what she has called in the past "that music that those white folks love".
Recently, one of the best-selling bands in rock history, Van Halen announced a reunion tour of sorts featuring original lead singer and seminal frontman, David Lee Roth. For some strange reason not disclosed by the band or it's management, Van Halen decided to kick off the tour here, at Charlotte's Bobcat's Arena in late September. So, of course it automatically becomes Tonya Jameson's "bidness".
The concert took less than a day to sell out. Given the fact they are white, have been around since the mid-seventies, aren't rappers and have no black or gay fan bases to speak of, this infuriated Tonya.
In a "Paid To Party" blog entry dated 08/21/07, she slammed Van Halen for reasons unknown to us, and said "Wooo-wheee. Concertgoers (she means white people) in Charlotte love themselves some rock music". The implication here is the type of shit music she'll never shut-up about , could never sell out Bobcat's Arena, regardless of who and when they played, and Tonya is upset.
She unsuccessfully tries to pass of her indignation over white people's love of rock music as bemused confusion, wondering aloud how she could understand the Rolling Stones and U2 concerts, after all, MTV and even some black gay people like both of them; but Van Halen?!? Selling out??!? In the Queen City, home of the CIAA Basketball Tournament?!?
We sho-nuff do loves us some rock music, Mizz Tonya and we know a few things about it too. You might be interested to know Van Halen has sold more records than U2. A few million more. That's a fact, not some number you just pulled out the sky and inserted in a column or blog entry of yours like you often do - Its. A. Fact. Look it up.
To add insult to injury, Jameson throws I guess what she considers the band a bone and admits the lamest tune the Roth fronted incarnation of Van Halen ever released, "Jump" was cool. She doesn't really give us a reason as to why she thinks this, and we can only guess that perhaps "Jump" has been sampled by DMX or the Old Dirty Bastard, or that it may have been played during a WNBA Lesbian Basketball game. Who knows.
Anyway - moving on... Tonya isn't done taking lame shots at rock n roll. Next on her hate list ,the venerable annual hard rock music festival, the Ozzfest. She actually went, God knows why, and so do I. Just so she could bitch about it. She sums up the entire day long, free event in a single, inelegant, word. "Rank" .
I guess that meant it smelled. She says in P2P entry dated 08/29/07: "When I walked through the gates at Verizon Wireless Amphitheatre for Ozzfest on Tuesday, the stench hit me harder than the music".
I guess rap and hip hop concerts held outdoors in 100 degree muggy weather smell like Chanel #5. Oh wait. There ARE NO HIP HOP CONCERTS HELD OUTDOORS WITH 1000s OF FANS. Why? There would be a shooting. Or a stabbing. Or a riot. 12 year-olds smoking Crack. Or gang-related activity. Plus, to the best of my knowledge, you can't catch a CATS bus to Verizon Wireless Amphitheatre. At any rate, Hip Hop promoters don't have the cash it would take for an insurance policy big enough to cover the event.
Tonya was obviously having a terrible time,the event featured over 20 bands, but Tonya's review doesn't mention nary a one. So much for "pop life, I guess... but she somehow continued to stay if only to feed her outrage over guys "guzzling beer", wearing kilts, and encouraging women to show the crowd their breasts. Jameson dismisses this as "pathetic". Wait, I'm confused. I thought Tonya liked female breasts?
Pissed off and full of righteous indignation and still reeling from her terrible day at Ozzfest, our antagonist wasn't through with Rock N Roll, no way.
In other music that white people love reunion tour news, the incredibly popular and successful British rock band The Police, announced the band's plans to come to Charlotte and play at Bobcats Arena on 11/15.
Again, this automatically becomes Tonya's "bidness". Even though she's clearly closing in on 40, and quickly becoming too old to be "Paid To Party" Jameson dismisses the members of the Police as "too old", even though she phrases it in the form of a question a tried and true tactic of hers to make her whining and complaining about white people and the things they love, less acidic and to soften up the message a bit. Anything good she has to say about rock n roll is thrown out as an unimportant aside, an afterthought or a catty smart ass remark.
Even though she never quite spells it out for us, it's pretty clear she's mad the whole country hasn't embraced 50 Cent as some kind of musical genius and prefers to listen to real musicians, who write their own songs and actually play instruments instead of hollering some dumb-ass
rhyme about gold-capped teeth over some 35 year old disco song. To quote Tonya herself - "pathetic".
Holla!
Whatever you want to call it, to quote Danny & The Juniors; Rock N Roll is here to stay, and to quote Ozzy Osbourne; "you can't kill rock n roll".
Charlotte rock n roll fans, there is someone here in our own community that IS trying to kill, discredit, and throw mud in the face of rock n roll. Someone who actually has the gall to call themselves a "pop life writer" (whatever the fuck that means) and works for our local newspaper would love it if Rock N roll went away and was replaced by Hip Hop.
Thats right, boys and girls, Tonya Jameson would like nothing better than to bury pop culture's #1 legacy and replace it; with thugged-out illiterate corn-rowed thugs who grunt about guzzling expensive champagne, licking girls assholes, their collection of automatic weapons, and those gigantic chrome wheels that are attached to their Cadillac Escalades.
The CIAA Basketball tournament is months away, so Tonya has nothing better to do than mount an all-out assault on Rock N Roll, or what she has called in the past "that music that those white folks love".
Recently, one of the best-selling bands in rock history, Van Halen announced a reunion tour of sorts featuring original lead singer and seminal frontman, David Lee Roth. For some strange reason not disclosed by the band or it's management, Van Halen decided to kick off the tour here, at Charlotte's Bobcat's Arena in late September. So, of course it automatically becomes Tonya Jameson's "bidness".
The concert took less than a day to sell out. Given the fact they are white, have been around since the mid-seventies, aren't rappers and have no black or gay fan bases to speak of, this infuriated Tonya.
In a "Paid To Party" blog entry dated 08/21/07, she slammed Van Halen for reasons unknown to us, and said "Wooo-wheee. Concertgoers (she means white people) in Charlotte love themselves some rock music". The implication here is the type of shit music she'll never shut-up about , could never sell out Bobcat's Arena, regardless of who and when they played, and Tonya is upset.
She unsuccessfully tries to pass of her indignation over white people's love of rock music as bemused confusion, wondering aloud how she could understand the Rolling Stones and U2 concerts, after all, MTV and even some black gay people like both of them; but Van Halen?!? Selling out??!? In the Queen City, home of the CIAA Basketball Tournament?!?
We sho-nuff do loves us some rock music, Mizz Tonya and we know a few things about it too. You might be interested to know Van Halen has sold more records than U2. A few million more. That's a fact, not some number you just pulled out the sky and inserted in a column or blog entry of yours like you often do - Its. A. Fact. Look it up.
To add insult to injury, Jameson throws I guess what she considers the band a bone and admits the lamest tune the Roth fronted incarnation of Van Halen ever released, "Jump" was cool. She doesn't really give us a reason as to why she thinks this, and we can only guess that perhaps "Jump" has been sampled by DMX or the Old Dirty Bastard, or that it may have been played during a WNBA Lesbian Basketball game. Who knows.
Anyway - moving on... Tonya isn't done taking lame shots at rock n roll. Next on her hate list ,the venerable annual hard rock music festival, the Ozzfest. She actually went, God knows why, and so do I. Just so she could bitch about it. She sums up the entire day long, free event in a single, inelegant, word. "Rank" .
I guess that meant it smelled. She says in P2P entry dated 08/29/07: "When I walked through the gates at Verizon Wireless Amphitheatre for Ozzfest on Tuesday, the stench hit me harder than the music".
I guess rap and hip hop concerts held outdoors in 100 degree muggy weather smell like Chanel #5. Oh wait. There ARE NO HIP HOP CONCERTS HELD OUTDOORS WITH 1000s OF FANS. Why? There would be a shooting. Or a stabbing. Or a riot. 12 year-olds smoking Crack. Or gang-related activity. Plus, to the best of my knowledge, you can't catch a CATS bus to Verizon Wireless Amphitheatre. At any rate, Hip Hop promoters don't have the cash it would take for an insurance policy big enough to cover the event.
Tonya was obviously having a terrible time,the event featured over 20 bands, but Tonya's review doesn't mention nary a one. So much for "pop life, I guess... but she somehow continued to stay if only to feed her outrage over guys "guzzling beer", wearing kilts, and encouraging women to show the crowd their breasts. Jameson dismisses this as "pathetic". Wait, I'm confused. I thought Tonya liked female breasts?
Pissed off and full of righteous indignation and still reeling from her terrible day at Ozzfest, our antagonist wasn't through with Rock N Roll, no way.
In other music that white people love reunion tour news, the incredibly popular and successful British rock band The Police, announced the band's plans to come to Charlotte and play at Bobcats Arena on 11/15.
Again, this automatically becomes Tonya's "bidness". Even though she's clearly closing in on 40, and quickly becoming too old to be "Paid To Party" Jameson dismisses the members of the Police as "too old", even though she phrases it in the form of a question a tried and true tactic of hers to make her whining and complaining about white people and the things they love, less acidic and to soften up the message a bit. Anything good she has to say about rock n roll is thrown out as an unimportant aside, an afterthought or a catty smart ass remark.
Even though she never quite spells it out for us, it's pretty clear she's mad the whole country hasn't embraced 50 Cent as some kind of musical genius and prefers to listen to real musicians, who write their own songs and actually play instruments instead of hollering some dumb-ass
rhyme about gold-capped teeth over some 35 year old disco song. To quote Tonya herself - "pathetic".
Holla!
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Rename "Paid To Party" Contest
Ok, we're looking for a new, more appropo name for Tonya's blog "Paid To Party". Our distinguished panel of judges will pour over the entries, and the winner will receive 2 tickets to a movie of their choice which mainly appeals to white heterosexuals.
So, far the entries are looking great! take a look -
- Paid To Bitch About White People
- Paid To Potty
- Dyke On A Mota-Bike
- I Drink To Forget How Ugly Iam
- Where To Find Free Chicken Wings
Keep 'em coming!
So, far the entries are looking great! take a look -
- Paid To Bitch About White People
- Paid To Potty
- Dyke On A Mota-Bike
- I Drink To Forget How Ugly Iam
- Where To Find Free Chicken Wings
Keep 'em coming!
A Closer Look: This week's "Paid To Party" column
In what I hope to be a weekly feature, we will take a closer look at Tonya's "Paid To Party" column (not the blog) that is published weekly in the Observer and on charlotte.com
Posted on Fri, Sep. 14, 2007
PAID TO PARTY TONYA JAMESON
New piano bar's a sing-for-all
Plaza-Midwood's newest spot, Petra's Piano Bar and Cabaret, will finally open tonight next to the Penguin. Robb and sister Connie Huddleston (along with club namesake Petra Fugger and Chris Hollar) modeled the place after popular piano bars in New York's West Village.
Robb Huddleston said that for tonight's grand opening, performers will sing everything from John Lennon to Patti LaBelle.
The format: The piano player starts at 9 p.m. He sings and takes requests. Patrons can sing along. Servers and bartenders also will perform. (Huddleston said his priority in hiring staff was to make sure they could sing. Even the doormen can carry a tune. "There are some very big guys out there that have very beautiful voices," he said.)
Doors open at 5 p.m. for the after-work crowd. Music starts at 9 p.m.
Jameson has been talking about/promoting this place since March, highlighting the fact the owners will be bringing in "Cabaret-style" entertainment. (read: drag shows and gay performers) There have been other piano bars that have opened during Jameson's tenure, but this is the only one that's ever even managed a mention in Jameson's column and subsequent blog. Go figure.
Lil' E's joint
Dale Earnhardt Jr. plans to open Whisky River, a bar and live-music venue in uptown's new EpiCentre development this December, according to a story in the Observer's business section on Sept. 7. It will open in a 10,000-square-foot space across from the main entrance to Charlotte Bobcats Arena.It will have multiple TVs and a mechanical bull "with rides a bit rougher than those in a race car," according to a news release.
"He really wants it to be a cool place he can take his friends and not be a shrine to anyone," said co-owner Chris Epstein, who owned the former Liquid Lounge.
Hmm, this is just a copied and pasted article from the Charlotte Observer's business section. Not only does Jameson get "paid to party", she also apparently gets paid for raiding and regurgitating her coworker's columns to beef up her own. Hmm. Sweet gig.
Posted on Fri, Sep. 14, 2007
PAID TO PARTY TONYA JAMESON
New piano bar's a sing-for-all
Plaza-Midwood's newest spot, Petra's Piano Bar and Cabaret, will finally open tonight next to the Penguin. Robb and sister Connie Huddleston (along with club namesake Petra Fugger and Chris Hollar) modeled the place after popular piano bars in New York's West Village.
Robb Huddleston said that for tonight's grand opening, performers will sing everything from John Lennon to Patti LaBelle.
The format: The piano player starts at 9 p.m. He sings and takes requests. Patrons can sing along. Servers and bartenders also will perform. (Huddleston said his priority in hiring staff was to make sure they could sing. Even the doormen can carry a tune. "There are some very big guys out there that have very beautiful voices," he said.)
Doors open at 5 p.m. for the after-work crowd. Music starts at 9 p.m.
Jameson has been talking about/promoting this place since March, highlighting the fact the owners will be bringing in "Cabaret-style" entertainment. (read: drag shows and gay performers) There have been other piano bars that have opened during Jameson's tenure, but this is the only one that's ever even managed a mention in Jameson's column and subsequent blog. Go figure.
Lil' E's joint
Dale Earnhardt Jr. plans to open Whisky River, a bar and live-music venue in uptown's new EpiCentre development this December, according to a story in the Observer's business section on Sept. 7. It will open in a 10,000-square-foot space across from the main entrance to Charlotte Bobcats Arena.It will have multiple TVs and a mechanical bull "with rides a bit rougher than those in a race car," according to a news release.
"He really wants it to be a cool place he can take his friends and not be a shrine to anyone," said co-owner Chris Epstein, who owned the former Liquid Lounge.
Hmm, this is just a copied and pasted article from the Charlotte Observer's business section. Not only does Jameson get "paid to party", she also apparently gets paid for raiding and regurgitating her coworker's columns to beef up her own. Hmm. Sweet gig.
Charlotte Music Awards
I arrived for the last hour of the inaugural Charlotte Music Awards on Sept. 6.Best part: The Sammies. (The last hour?? Now that's dedication. Way to show your support!)
Loved the energy. (hopelessly vague; like 99% of her work)
Worst part: The rest. Maybe 200 people filtered in and out, and the event seemed disorganized and had terrible sound. Plus, I'm pretty familiar with the local music scene,(Riiight)
and I hadn't heard of many of the acts that were nominated. (this means there were no rappers or any racially-concious African Americans involved)
Hmmm. (exactly. If it wasn't for Affirmative Action, you'd be working at Captain D's.)
AFRO-CUBAN BEATS
Winthrop University music professor Michael Williams and Grammy-nominated San Francisco musician Michael Spiro have become stars playing African-Cuban instruments such as the mbira and the bata. Their CD "BataMbira" has been featured on NPR's "All Things Considered." 7:30 p.m. Byrnes Auditorium at Winthrop in Rock Hill. $5-$15.
If you're a minority that plays ethnic music Tonya will always give you great press and plenty of props. If you're white? forget it homies!
Tune in next week!
Paid To Party ?
If you've found your way here, you most likely read Tonya's poor excuse for a blog entitled "Paid To Party" located on the web here: http://qhc.blogspot.com/ .
The blog, sponsored by and linked to Charlotte.com claims to be about "What's happening on the Charlotte party scene".
A quick check of the blog reveals precious little about any kind of " party scene" in the Charlotte area and is used mostly as a venue specifically and almost exclusively by Jameson to publish her thinly disguised, but shrewdly racist, pro-homosexual agenda and subsequent rants. The blog mainly adopts certain manifestos favored by the NAACP and GLAAD, which like Paid To Party reek of wanton hypocrisy, that no one seems to point out. mainly for fear of being labeled as "racist" or "homophobic".
The blog also highlights the enormous amount of sheer stupidity Jameson proudly puts on display weekly so everyone with command of a 3rd grade reading level can gaze at her work in sheer and utter amazement and wonder "how did such an imbecile who's this fucking dumb and this incoherent manage to get a gig writing for a relatively large newspaper ?"
What do you think of Paid To Party? What purpose does it serve our community? Is it useful? How does it reflect on the Observer and the McClatchy Company (if at all) ?
The blog, sponsored by and linked to Charlotte.com claims to be about "What's happening on the Charlotte party scene".
A quick check of the blog reveals precious little about any kind of " party scene" in the Charlotte area and is used mostly as a venue specifically and almost exclusively by Jameson to publish her thinly disguised, but shrewdly racist, pro-homosexual agenda and subsequent rants. The blog mainly adopts certain manifestos favored by the NAACP and GLAAD, which like Paid To Party reek of wanton hypocrisy, that no one seems to point out. mainly for fear of being labeled as "racist" or "homophobic".
The blog also highlights the enormous amount of sheer stupidity Jameson proudly puts on display weekly so everyone with command of a 3rd grade reading level can gaze at her work in sheer and utter amazement and wonder "how did such an imbecile who's this fucking dumb and this incoherent manage to get a gig writing for a relatively large newspaper ?"
What do you think of Paid To Party? What purpose does it serve our community? Is it useful? How does it reflect on the Observer and the McClatchy Company (if at all) ?
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