Liz Phair appeared on Sunday’s All Things Considered on NPR:
Liz Phair burst onto the independent music scene in 1993 with Exile in Guyville, a fierce, funny, confessional — and occasionally obscene — portrait of her life at the time. Since then she’s married, divorced, become a mother and, as she puts it, started enjoying her life.
“To be reflecting the same issues that you had at 23 when you’re 36 just seemed false to me, it just rang false,” Phair says.
The new, sunnier Phair has been quite a shock to her fans. They accused her of selling out when she worked with The Matrix, a pop producing team, for her last album.
Her new release, Somebody’s Miracle, also features a cleaner pop sound, but with an edge that fans of Phair’s earlier work will recognize.
Phair and her guitarist, Dino Meneghin, joined Weekend All Things Considered host Debbie Elliott recently for a performance chat in NPR’s studio 4A.
Check it out.
Oh, you know you’ve done it.
- Moby Games — I kind of like the mystery portrait of me up there and, frankly, the photos of me looking exhausted and pissy at E3 — you can find them yourselves, thanks — are nothing I want people to find too easily.
- Googlism — Even though I know how these got put together, it’s cool seeing stuff like “a journalist with a secret identity” on there.
- Google — 15,900 hits, many of them still pointers to my work at Comic Book Resources or outright thefts of that material, with my name still attached.
- Technorati — Only 18 hits, and even then, nine of them seem to be automated grabs of my work elsewhere, in this case, the Hesperia Star.
As previously mentioned, our plans for Wednesday evening were to go see the new Harry Potter movie at Ontario Mills, dining at Chevys earlier. The funky smoky (chipotle?) salsa at Chevys was better than the movie, which wasn’t bad, but certainly not nearly as good as the third movie, which I found to be a magic-realism masterpiece and the only Harry Potter movie to really capture the sometimes ominous tone of the novels. (The Mikey For President t-shirt Britt will eventually be wearing on his home page is Jenn’s/our gift to him for his birthday.)
Thursday was spent at the Ellis’ house, getting spanked by my Britt in Perfect Dark Zero, the one game he owns for his new X-Box 360 console. (Jenn laughed that I played the PVP game the same way I do with my hunter in World of Warcraft: Find a good spot with my back defended and wait to pick off anyone who sticks their head up. Works for me, but Britt’s superior knowledge of how to use the somewhat funky controllers made him the clear winner.)
After much food, we retired home for television and kitten-based comedy in a tryptophan haze.
And now … I’m back at work. Next year, we’re definitely going out of town for the holiday, traffic be damned.
Get cracking.
And if you have more money to burn than most, Guitar Hero for the PS2 sounds awesome.
A big happy birthday to Shylo Bisnett, the smartest person I’ve ever worked with, which is why she got away with coming into work in pajamas.
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