Is there anything I don’t love about Frances McDormand?
I was not the only white Jewish girl in my 10th grade gym class who knew the complete lyrics of Missy Elliott’s “Work It.”
Melanie Lynskey is a bit of a dag Kiwi who I wouldn’t mind dropping my gear with.
As the child of two rock concert promoters, I guess it was my own special brand of formative teen experience, feeling generally misunderstood for my love of 70s folk rock. And that’s where Stevie Nicks enters the equation.
How gay is The Good Wife?
What has not already been said about Marilyn Monroe? …… Yeah, okay, nothing.
Along the lines of crystalline voices like Laura Marling or Ane Brun, Florence Welch is a natural talent with her own sound.
You know what’s not cool, Alison Pill?
I dunno, you guys. I mean, I expect nothing less from T. Swinton, but I think she’s a woman channeling a transsexual man dressing as a woman? IDEK. Oh short films, how you often bewilder me.
Tracy Chapman has been making sweet, sweet acoustic poetry for over 20 freakin years now.