327 Liz Phair

I feel like I should be a big Liz Phair fan. I don’t know why. I remember her being a Thing in the ‘90s but I don’t actually remember hearing her on the radio. My channel surfing might have caused that oversight. If I don’t like something coming from the speakers, I tend to hit the button to go to the next channel. I ended up listening to Exile in Guyville one-and-a-half times. The half came first. I don’t remember why I stopped listening the first time but I did. By the time I went back to finish, I couldn’t remember where I had left off and had to start over. Yes, had to. I didn’t really care for this album. So much so, that I really wanted to break the rule that says I have to listen to the entire album. Have I broken that rule already? I dunno. I made it to the end of Guyville and don’t have to listen to it again.

 Matador, 1993

Matador, 1993