Dear Editor, 31 nights and Darcie Stevens ("31 Nights," Music, Sept. 10) only really learned one thing (her No. 3: "The human body is not meant to enjoy the luxurious qualities of Austin nightlife every single evening"). She missed the true essence of the Austin music scene, and the charm, beauty, and exceptional talent she witnessed. I think a more appropriate wording of her lesson numbers one and two would be edited as: 1) "There’s more music in Austin than" anywhere on earth. 2) "You can visit any part of town at any time on any day and see bands of differing" styles, yet almost always of enormous talent. As I listened to the Greencards on Friday completely thrill the Jovita’s audience of young and old (in typical Austin fashion) with Carol Young’s voice (from her heavenly throat; not "her nose"), Kym Warner’s ("the mandolin player") magical command of his instruments, Eamon McLoughlin’s world-class fiddle/violin playing, and their talented guests, I couldn’t help but wonder: With her stuffy nose, through which orifice did Darcie’s thoughts flow before landing on the pages of this pathetic article? Stevens may have subconsciously (or not) given herself an out with the severe allergy problems. Perhaps she should move to Phoenix to help her sinuses. If she does I have a request; please tell people there how bad it is here.