Dear Martin Freeman,
Caught you on David Letterman the other night and I'd like to apologize for him. I'm not sure what the problem was but it wasn't you. You were perfectly charming and trying to engage and you kept running headfirst into Wall o' Grumpy Dave. He does that sometimes, more frequently in recent years, and seems to just want to get to the band.
Let's talk about bands for a minute. Letterman loves them and some big names have had their national debuts on his show over the years. REM, X, I think Oingo Boingo (if my memory is correct)...bands that were a little much for Dick Clark. Joan Jett and Foo Fighters rocked my very favorite performance of "Bad Reputation" on his stage. While I'm sure they all appreciate the exposure not everyone buys Letterman himself. A couple of weeks ago he gushed over Soundgarden's return and when he turned back to the camera bass player Ben Shepherd -- a man with a really low tolerance for ass kissing -- stood behind him and made the American Sign Language gesture for "bullshit." That's right, called him out on his own show. Not quite as stunning as the time Cher said she wouldn't come on after years of invitations because she thought he was a fucking asshole but close. In regards to his time with you, I have to go with her assessment.
Again, you were great. He sucked. Sorry he was a fly in the ointment. Maybe some Aretha will make it better?