29th Street Ballroom
Brian Beattie! Brian Beattie! Brian Beattie!
RECEIVED Mon., May 2, 2005
To everybody who read the Kathy McCarty article last week,
I totally screwed up when I wrote my article [“Infinite Capacity,” Music, April 29] and didn't even mention the name of my best friend (referred to in the article as "the engineer" and "the producer"), Brian Beattie!!!!!! Without Brian Beattie I would not only have never made Another Day in the Sun or Dead Dog's Eyeball, but I probably would never have had the guts to play music at all. Brian Beattie is the one who let me use the studio and his time (and multi-instrumentalist talents) for free, for years. I really don't know what in the heck I was thinking. I have no problem telling the world that, musically, I can barely turn my amp on without Brian's assistance; I tell everyone all the time. I am not ashamed. In fact I am a little bit proud that I have a musical genius who thinks I am worth the time. But for some reason, which I haven't been able to figure out after beating myself up for days, I didn't mention Brian in my piece.
Anyway, Brian didn't even want me to write this, but I had to, because I feel like such a jerk. Actually, I feel more like a psychopath. Brian Beattie, ladies and gentlemen, the man responsible not only for Another Day in the Sun, but also responsible for making it possible for me to record anything, ever, in my life. (This is not an exaggeration. I have never recorded anything, not even the Buffalo Gals, or Sinequan, that Brian wasn't operating the machine.)
I am so sorry.
I don't know what's wrong with me.
I totally screwed up when I wrote my article [“Infinite Capacity,” Music, April 29] and didn't even mention the name of my best friend (referred to in the article as "the engineer" and "the producer"), Brian Beattie!!!!!! Without Brian Beattie I would not only have never made Another Day in the Sun or Dead Dog's Eyeball, but I probably would never have had the guts to play music at all. Brian Beattie is the one who let me use the studio and his time (and multi-instrumentalist talents) for free, for years. I really don't know what in the heck I was thinking. I have no problem telling the world that, musically, I can barely turn my amp on without Brian's assistance; I tell everyone all the time. I am not ashamed. In fact I am a little bit proud that I have a musical genius who thinks I am worth the time. But for some reason, which I haven't been able to figure out after beating myself up for days, I didn't mention Brian in my piece.
Anyway, Brian didn't even want me to write this, but I had to, because I feel like such a jerk. Actually, I feel more like a psychopath. Brian Beattie, ladies and gentlemen, the man responsible not only for Another Day in the Sun, but also responsible for making it possible for me to record anything, ever, in my life. (This is not an exaggeration. I have never recorded anything, not even the Buffalo Gals, or Sinequan, that Brian wasn't operating the machine.)
I am so sorry.
I don't know what's wrong with me.
Kathy McCarty