The details are completely unclear to us, but suffice it to say Google really wants this to happen and Dolly Parton does not. The argument being put forward by the Broadway League–along with Ms. Parton, Sen. Hillary Clinton, and a legion of old-guard entertainment concerns including Las Vegas casinos, a coalition of rock musicians and sports leagues–is that interference and static from new handheld devices could cause chaos during live productions, which rely on some of the same frequencies being proposed for takeover.
Dolly submitted her letter of opposition to the FCC last week, and it was likely written for her by the Broadway League and sent to her to sign. Dolly’s producing “9 to 5: The Musical” which is set to open on Broadway soon, and she was apparently equally concerned for the possibility of this change affecting the quality of her live concert performances. For her part, she admitted she didn’t understand all the technical mumbo-jumbo being put forward by the Silicon Valley proponents:
“The potential direct negative impact on countless people may be immeasurable…” [she wrote, and] based on the counsel of others, she concluded that the potential problems were serious. She called the proposal “a dangerous and shortsighted answer to a highly complicated question.”
We look forward to the follow-up NY Times article in a few months, when a rash of stage manager firings and resignations washes across Broadway and new tales emerge of Patti Lupone throwing a shit fit in the middle of a performance of ‘Gypsy’ because her fucking microphone keeps going in and out.
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