As readers of America’s most popular music blog have probably already heard, yours truly had a particularly unpleasant Monday night/Tuesday morning ; to wit, my South Austin home completely burned to the ground. Everything I owned — along with the possessions of 2 roommates/dear friends, was lost in the blaze.
Over the past two days, I’ve been truly humbled and touched by how many of you — friends and strangers alike — have reached out to offer support, a place to crash, something to eat, etc. Sadly, I can say that such expressions of humanity were not unanimous.
Earlier today I received the following e-mail message from someone claiming to be Brummel ;
I’ve got to admit, I had previously underestimated Brummel. Not only would I have bet real money he couldn’t spell karma if you spotted him the K-A-R, but he’s even capable of attaching a .gif all by himself. But here’s the serious conclusion you can take away from this ill-advised attempt at a rejoinder ; Brummel considers my watching my home and possessions turned to ashes karmic payback for….criticism of his record label? An innocent pet burning to death is acceptable payback for mocking his dopey-as-fuck records, ads and business practices?
If you’re a fan of Victory or the label’s bands, I’ve got no quarrel with you. We all like what we like and no one needs to apologize for that not even fans of these schmucks. Honestly, though I can’t speak on behalf of his current or former roster (or employees), I don’t think Tony Victory’s aesthetic crimes are deserving of anything other than good old fashioned ribbing. What he expressed to me today, however, is another story. I think he deserves to have it widely circulated. Brummel can rub himself raw at the thought of my suffering personal or material loss ; if something similar happens to him, I’ll be the first person to ship Tony a box of good records. They might be the first decent ones he’s ever heard.