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YOU struck a strong chord on beauty and music (‘‘Making beautiful music’’, July 7-8). For several years now I have been railing against the marketing of concerts through advertisements that display the musicians’ names and photographs prominently but fail to mention the music; occasionally, hidden away in the small print somewhere, one may find the words ‘‘program includes works by . . .’’ giving the names of a few composers but rarely the works to be played. If it were not for the composers, the musicians would have nothing to play. This cult of personality is part of the meaningless hyperbole associated with pop and rock music. Sadly, its shallowness is pervasive. Even ABC Classic FM radio sometimes advertises the musicians rather than the music and, in the morning, plays short bits of longer works as if the listeners can’t cope with the whole work that early in the day. For me, it’s the music that matters and I yourview@ theaustralian.com.au admire musicians who do it justice. I yearn for the return of simplicity and common sense. Paddy Carter Tanunda, South Australia EDDIE Cockrell’s overview of the Batman films (‘‘Gotham’s dark enigma’’, July 7-8) gives a pseudoserious status to American comic drivel. During and after World War II the American psyche responded to the idea, first presented with Superman, that the ordinary weak, put-upon guy might pop into a concealing nook, such as a telephone kiosk, change quickly into tight muscle-revealing clothing, and emerge to leap about punching bullies and wrongdoers. ‘‘Don’t attack me, or you might regret it, once I get a chance to change into my flash togs, with big gloves and cloak,’’ was the message. While the gloves might protect his ‘‘Pow’’-causing hands, how on earth could he fight when handicapped by a cloak? It is sad that so many films give false status to so-called superheroes. T. John Betts Ourimbah, NSW IAN Cuthbertson’s review of
RocKwiz (Free-to-air Quick Bites, July 14-15) was spot-on. It’s a must-watch, a Saturday night highlight for me. At the end of the show I feel good, no matter how I felt before. On my own at 72 years old, I feel like I’ve had a good night out. Alan Waterworth Bundaberg, Queensland I REALLY enjoyed Graeme Blundell’s typically acerbic review of the latest ABC1 ‘‘cookery’’ show,
Audrey’s Kitchen (‘‘Cooking the Books’’, July 14-15). I also appreciated being mentioned for my
Consuming Passions series on the ABC. Frankly, I thought I’d been long forgotten. It’s 20 years since I was thrust in front of Australia’s unsuspecting viewers and 10 since I disappeared from the airwaves. A lot of hair has dropped on to the pillow since then. I think Audrey Gordon has a great future in my old timeslot. As to the comment about my show being a ‘‘slight send-up’’ — well, of course it was. How could anyone take an ageing, balding, beretwearing amateur cook seriously? Nor did they. But as to my being ‘‘foppish’’ — Graeme, please explain! Ian Parmenter Margaret River, Western Australia To be considered for publication, letters must contain an address and telephone number for verification. Letters may be edited for length and clarity.