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Juvenilia EP
one... one... one cause you've got me and "Turning Japanese" A video? Jim Ellison thinks we should put these round TV screen helmets on our heads and rock in front of a sea of bouncing hip-hop cars (low riders) so that our faces -- singing vocalsm -- can turn into anything we want. But then he asked me if I knew what the song was really about, and then explained that it's about this guy who is locked away in prison and has covered his walls with photos of a woman about which he masturbates and hence "turns Japanese" because his face is contorting as he climaxes. Ok. Or we could be these UFO abductee people that discover they have alien implantations and have to break their own noses to get them out. "Animal Girl" is about growing out of puberty and needing gratification. It's also about a situational romance that never seemed to happen on the days when I was free. This song is for Lotje Ijzermans, VPRO personality, who is an inspiration of a dame. I wanted to be her and live in Amsterdam. "California" seven, seven, seven out of money "South Dakota" Totally juvenile, embarrassing, and all of that, but there's no getting around a spooky atmosphere. I think I'm Iggy Pop and I'm writing Funhouse. "Batmobile" My family nickname is Bats, Batty, etc... don't ask. A combination of an old Dentyne commercial ("Hellooooo Betty!") and the obvious. Anyway, most of this Girlysound music was written while I was still in high school or early college, and getting out from under the influence of my parents seemed like a do or damned proposition. "Dead Shark" Because my friend Nina pointed out that a shark is like a relationship; it has to keep moving or it will die. Lastly, one of my favorites, "Easy" I used to pretend that my grandfather, who died when I was eight or so, was hanging around, watching out for me. When I got older, I would imagine that if you blew off a friend or a boyfriend, that their presence would continue to haunt you, as if you had killed them and they wanted revenge. American Werewolf in London was helpful in solidifying this paranoia. Ciao!
Supernova 7"/CD5
LIZ PHAIRExile in Guyville
There was really no way for me to rebel against my parents. My father provided me with my very own subscription to the Evergreen Reader by the time I turned ten. My mother used to read aloud from Henry Miller's Sexus and the Victorian erotic magazine The Pearl when I brought boys over during my teens. My form of teen rebellion-- which incidentally took a while for me to perfect -- was to get heavily involved with the scientology group at my high school. I moved out of my parents' house the same day I turned 21 to join my boyfriend at the time, a Canadian hazardous waste engineer, when his job relocated him to San Francisco." Ms. Phair likes to refer to her Bay Area stay as her "lost years." When push came to shove during the phone conversation I had with Liz Phair to prepare this bio, she refused to go into detail about the time in San Francisco. "Just tell them that I experimented with a lot of different lifestyles, OK?" Further inquiries revealed nothing. This woman literally has no recorded past. No bank account, no credit card, no old friends (or none willing to speak). After her return to Chicago circa Christmas of 1990 (exact dates are kind of muddy and Liz won't help me at all), she immediately got heavily involved in music. On a dare, she began producing a string of cassettes under the moniker Girly Sound, which circulated through the efforts of Tae Won Yu (Kicking Giant) and Chris Brokaw (Come), who were the only two direct recipients of the tapes. These two gentlemen started dubbing copies for their music-industry weasel friends, which stirred up a barrage of hype that resulted in Gerard Cosloy of Matador approaching Liz with a recording contract. After lengthy negotiations, she agreed to come out of her basement and actually meet him over coffee. The contract was signed the same day, but only after Ms. Phair's wish to receive all of the advance money in cash was fulfilled. The album Exile in Guyville was recorded at Idful Studios in Chicago in the summer of 1992, co-produced with her drummer and bass player Brad Wood. Guitarist Casey Rice throws in a riff or two. "The guys just fuckin' rip," says Ms. Phair. |