Sometimes it’s tough being a Liz Phair fan. I’m one of those who normally believe she can do no wrong despite all of her career missteps—the self-titled pop-rock album from 2003 the one most universally acknowledged as a confusing mess. I even hung out with her for a few hours a couple of years ago in her own stomping grounds of Wicker Park in Chicago where she wrote and recorded her seminal album, Exile in Guyville. When she self-released her most recent album, Funstyle, I, like many others, was confused at the decision to infuse a couple of her songs with some weird M.I.A.-lite rapping. But still, I kept on listening, because the woman certainly writes lyrics that speak to me in a deeply personal way. Which is, of course, why I’m a little bummed that the site that got the exclusive premiere of her new video was Perez Hilton, the bilious gossip website that so often attacks famous women for their professional (and personal) choices.
Not only did I blatantly refuse to link to P*r*z H*lt*n, I also figured out how to disable the auto-play code in the HTML. NICE TRY, DUMMY.
