Well, well, well, it seems that Mr. Reed is at it again. This is a rebuttal to his yearly slam of The Scumfest. I just want to set a few things straight.
First off, the first Scumfest was in 1996. So it is in no way an Anti- hopscotch event. Really since it came first, Hopscotch is kind of an Anti-Scumfest event. Scumfest for years, has been putting on extreme acts. Metal bands, Punk bands, and any over the top acts such as the Spo-its and Schmegma have entertained crowds who expect to see and hear something different. Not to mention that Scumfest helped launch the career of Wed 13 from the Murderdolls. And it brought in great acts like Jeff Dahl, The Murder Junkies, Antiseen, The Mentors, etc. This year was as great with the premier of the movie “Metal Messiah” and new comers to the scene, Rapegoat.
Hopscotch, on the other hand, tends to lend itself to overly pretentious acts like Des Ark and the boring, independent darlings, The Rosebuds. In fact, when I saw Des Ark in the old Kings, they didn’t set up on the stage. They set up in front of the stage to “Be on the same level as their fans”. I wonder if they know how to spell the word pretentious. It made the sound guy have to reroute all of the microphone cables so he could mike the drums. Oh, and their music sucks too.
But there is another constant about Scumfest. The music editor and his little band of hipster douche bags’ hatred for Scumfest runs long and deep. In 1997 they said, and I quote, “If your idea of a good time is stepping over piles of vomit and eating undercooked pork, then Scumfest is for you”. Last year was no different in the thinly veiled insults hurled at this event, the acts, and the fans. This year again, and I quote, “it seems like 2011's hippest accessories are a foul mouth, a victim complex and questionable artistic merit. Which makes the annual assembly of bands aping the Mentors and the latter-day Dwarves, Nashville Pussy and the U.S. Bombs seem suddenly in-trend.”
It seems that these guys can write whole articles about Megafaun and Valient Thorr that read like a giddy school girl drooling over Justin Beiber. I think they call this behavior, non-biased journalism.
So, everyone give the music guys at The Independent a big Scumfest middle finger salute and look forward to next year’s tiny little hate blurb about the best show in town.
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