A writer I work with a lot just forwarded this, let’s say “pitch”, along:
I do hope you’ll list this unusual concert – lots of beautiful young people
and three world premieres, by very sexy composers: [lists three composers].
“…three world premieres”-yessss we’re going to talk about music and…and…noooo, you should write about this concert because of all the hot-hot-hotness.
Groan, I say. And not in a sexy way.
Ugh, “sexy” and “beautiful young people” have no place in a pitch, but I still live in fear of the day that one of my pitches ends up on your blog! The writer must have some serious disdain for the poor publicist, but must also have quite a good relationship with you.
I received a similar pitch from presumably the same publicist. The composer list Amanda discreetly left out includes Meredith Monk, who I think, at this point, can get press without the use of her feminine wiles.