My Response…

July 2, 2007

Dear whatever-the-fuck-you-are,

Thank you for your entertaining spam. And thank you for getting my details from the whois database. I’m sure this will be the start of a prosperous and loving relationship.

I’m not sure what the libelous or defamatory content is that you are referring to, as you have provided the URL of a comments page on my humble little blog. Your knowledge of the Internet seems to not extend to understanding the nature of blog comments, which of course are not written by me.

If the defamation you are talking of in your feebly frivolous legal threat is found in the line (penned by myself) “Real Life is probably my favourite (the worst) track” then I have some news for you Mr./Mrs. Immaculate Records…

Firstly I am not located in North America so good luck trying to prosecute me (for what I’m not sure). Secondly, the blog post and subsequent comments are hardly defamatory or libellous and I suggest you consult a legal dictionary or better yet, a lawyer before levelling threats at me via email. To illustrate my point, an example of the libel might be something like “Curtis Newart seduces domesticated animals for purposes of sexual self-gratification”. Surely the innocuous comments on my blog fall far short of this.

But who am I to say? I’m just a dude with an opinion and a blog.

Oh, and did you forget about the basic human right to freedom of speech and opinion? If you are so paranoid of press that adversely mentions your shitty label’s artists I would suggest sending similar threats to every music reviewer on the net, and every myspace account holder. Or better yet you could sign artists who aren’t totally shithouse to avoid this kind of thing in the future. Remember, you put this shit on the net, so be prepared for the public’s response, good or bad.

Also, if you feel like sending any more correspondence please put your institution’s mailing address on the document. Then my lawyer will know where to send the notices informing you of pending legal actions for harassment and bills for the server space required to house your funny emails. In the meantime, I will be using your email to wipe my arse after taking a shit while listening to the crap on Curtis’ myspace page.

I’ll send you a link soon to where you can read many more scathing accounts of Curtis’ shit music, published alongside your retarded emails.

Fuck you very much,

XXX aka XXX aka Pezboy

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