Potbelly: YOU COME ON A LITTLE TOO STRONG
Dear Potbelly Sandwich Works:
Why do you think it's cool, nifty or at all enjoyable to do live music the way you do live music? You're practically asking for the crap of the crap, especially in your hometown, Chicago, and the surrounding suburbs, which already have more than enough venues for all the good musicians.
Hence, when I go to your Evanston location, I'm assaulted and oppressed by what sounds and looks like the mutant love child of Dashboard Confessional, Dave Matthews, and Xiu Xiu. That's right, three parents. That's how much of an aberration your guitar-slinging moaner is.
Not only was he an annoyance in general, he butchered "Paint It Black," which doesn't exactly feed off the Potbelly-type mood.
People do not come to the sandwich shop to get that excruciating open-mic-at-the-coffee-shop feel. Especially people who like to talk during a meal. Until this menace is crushed, I shall boycott your delicious and cheap sandwiches. I'd rather have just one good thing than one good thing and one crappy thing.
Just stick to your usual bearably uneven music mix, because I've noticed that it includes a Who song here and there.
I urge you, ridiculously, to value my patronage over your business model and stop trying too hard to be fun.
Arrivederci,
Why do you think it's cool, nifty or at all enjoyable to do live music the way you do live music? You're practically asking for the crap of the crap, especially in your hometown, Chicago, and the surrounding suburbs, which already have more than enough venues for all the good musicians.
Hence, when I go to your Evanston location, I'm assaulted and oppressed by what sounds and looks like the mutant love child of Dashboard Confessional, Dave Matthews, and Xiu Xiu. That's right, three parents. That's how much of an aberration your guitar-slinging moaner is.
Not only was he an annoyance in general, he butchered "Paint It Black," which doesn't exactly feed off the Potbelly-type mood.
People do not come to the sandwich shop to get that excruciating open-mic-at-the-coffee-shop feel. Especially people who like to talk during a meal. Until this menace is crushed, I shall boycott your delicious and cheap sandwiches. I'd rather have just one good thing than one good thing and one crappy thing.
Just stick to your usual bearably uneven music mix, because I've noticed that it includes a Who song here and there.
I urge you, ridiculously, to value my patronage over your business model and stop trying too hard to be fun.
Arrivederci,
--Scott
posted by Scott at 8:00 PM
1 Comments:
I have often found that the only way to avoid this is to order by phone and go to Potbelly's during the actual lunch hour (when no sane musician would perform, as you can't hear yourself think over the talking), or, alternatively, to go after 8:00 when there aren't enough people at Potbelly's for a live musician to feel wanted. I refuse to go in the midday, in short.
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