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Paul Krueger 8:30 a.m., April 21
I'm going to take a risk next week and attend a concert put on by some local singers.
Why is it a risk? I was invited via Facebook, so I started perusing the other folks invited. I knew a few of them and clicked on a few of them, but the usual suspects were missing.
The "usual suspects" would be people that I know are pretty good singers. If I were to guess, I'd say there are about 200 singers in San Diego who do just about all the "serious music."
While I don't know all of them, I know most of them, and for a concert like this I'd expect to see more than 2 or 3 of them invited on Facebook. I'd also expect to share mutual friends with a lot of the other people on the invite list. I don't.
I'm going to go with an open mind and an open heart and enjoy the show - one way or another.
I have a sneaky feeling that I'm being a dick about this.
If I were to be honest, I'd say that I know, here and now, that this is going to be a grotesque display of singing. However, here's a group of people who love singing enough to organize a little concert at a modest venue.
For obvious reasons, I'm not revealing the who, when, or where of this concert. This leads back to me being a dick. I guess you can send me a message via the Reader website and I'll give you the concert details.
Like I said, I know this is going to be bad singing - and probably bad acting too - but why does that matter? Why do I feel like it would be a waste of my time to go see some average people perform?
I think I'm just a snob when it comes to singing.
This is will be good for me.
I've already planned out my strategy for after the concert. If anyone asks me what I thought, I'll just give it back to them and hope. "I thought it was - well, what did you think?"