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Published on July 30, 2008 at 11:41am

How'd this happen?

Since I moved to Dallas six months ago (and, it should be noted, I moved into the Lower Greenville neighborhood), I've been hearing nonstop chatter about the death of Deep Ellum and the fact that, if the Dallas music scene is to survive, it's going to take place on Lower Greenville.

I just don't get how that happens now—even after my very rah-rah-sis-boom-bah use of this space last week as a call to arms for Lower Greenville bar owners to book more live music. It won't happen without giving the crowds a place to park for these shows.

If giving people the benefit of the doubt and allowing them to support the scene means a few drunk people pissing on Adelman's lawn—or mine, for that matter—then so be it. I can take a few brown spots on my lawn in exchange for a thriving music scene.

Can Adelman? When I ask him if it's worth hurting the Dallas music scene in order to keep his lawn green, Adelman, ever the activist, doesn't have much of a response.

"I haven't thought about that," he says, pausing. "Is it part of the culture of the city? Probably, but I'm not going to get involved with that situation because it's not part of my world."

Maybe it isn't. But it should be.

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