Pegasus News - Dallas/Fort Worth

In this week's Dallas Observer you'll find Sarah Hepola's feature (cover) story on another local "da' man" musician/teacher Marc Solomon...

The kids who take music lessons from Marc Solomon don't have recitals. They have concerts. Recitals require stiff suits and taffeta dresses, church manners and minor anxiety attacks. But these kids wear whatever they want--torn T-shirt, faded jeans, a tie if they're feelin' it. Backstage, in between their performances, the kids chat about the show, the vibe, give each other pats on the back. It's not exactly a paying gig. But for a group of pre-pubes who arrived in the back seat of their parents' minivans, it ain't bad. Thirty-seven-year-old guitar teacher Solomon calls these regular concerts for parents and other camera-toting parties "The Rock Show." They're relaxed and casual: wine for the adults, Rice Krispies treats for the kids. The evening's set list alternates between finger-picked classics and all-out rockers guaranteed to please, anything from the Beatles to Green Day, from Elvis Presley to U2. Back when I was a kid taking piano lessons, our dreaded yearly performances were as nerve-wracking and solemn as a first communion. Not here: This is the kind of place where a 9-year-old once sang the most amazingly tongue-in-cheek version of the Fountains of Wayne MILF anthem, "Stacy's Mom," to a great deal of (adult) hooting and hollering. At 10 p.m. or so, when the show has wrapped, the kids are usually spent, lying across fold-out chairs. But it's not unusual to see a mom on her feet for the finale, throwing devil horns in the air...Read it All.

I wonder if Marc would teach guitar to an old broad...I could sure use me some sweet sweet skills...Marc also has a band..they are called Solly...and they's good stuff.

I've been in a really pissy mood this week...and there are a few comments in this week's Dallas Observer that have really added piss to my pissy...so I'll just leave you with this link to read it all for yourselves...I gotta go kick a bunny or something...

Cindy now blogs at The Fine Line.