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Aug. 6th, 2005 10:28 pmI saw Liz Phair last night at the Birchmere. I'm always slightly disappointed by her shows (all two of them that I've seen), because they're amplified acoustic guitar, and I feel the lack of percussion. And she came out dressed like Jessica Simpson in Dukes of Hazzard -- well, her top was longer and looser, but her denim shorts were just as short -- and y'know, she's looking pretty hot for someone pushing 40, but ... it made me feel like she was playing for a crowd that wasn't me. Like, she was elbowing her sisters out of the way so she could get to the fresh young man-meat (not that there was much F.Y.M.M. in evidence at the Birchmere).
But hey! She played a lot of songs from "Exile in Guyville," and "Why Can't I" (the top-40 hit from her last album) sounds better acoustic that it did in the Matrix-produced version that charted, and she closed the show with "Fuck and Run," which always will be my favoritest of her songs. It's the first song of hers I ever heard: I was trying on clothes in the dressing room of a vintage store in Adams-Morgan, pondering my most recent futile crush, and I listened to the lyrics and thought, "This is painfully close to my life," and asked the clerk who it was and went out and bought the album.
And in subsequent years, whenever something I thought might turn out to be an actual relationship turned out to be a two-night stand (for some reason, I was never much with the one-night stands, but I racked up a depressing number of two-nighters), I'd put in my Liz Phair CD, and when she got to the line about "I can feel it in my bones, I'm gonna spend my whole life alone," I'd start bawling, without fail. Catharsis on demand, that's Liz Phair.
( lyrics to Fuck and Run )
But hey! She played a lot of songs from "Exile in Guyville," and "Why Can't I" (the top-40 hit from her last album) sounds better acoustic that it did in the Matrix-produced version that charted, and she closed the show with "Fuck and Run," which always will be my favoritest of her songs. It's the first song of hers I ever heard: I was trying on clothes in the dressing room of a vintage store in Adams-Morgan, pondering my most recent futile crush, and I listened to the lyrics and thought, "This is painfully close to my life," and asked the clerk who it was and went out and bought the album.
And in subsequent years, whenever something I thought might turn out to be an actual relationship turned out to be a two-night stand (for some reason, I was never much with the one-night stands, but I racked up a depressing number of two-nighters), I'd put in my Liz Phair CD, and when she got to the line about "I can feel it in my bones, I'm gonna spend my whole life alone," I'd start bawling, without fail. Catharsis on demand, that's Liz Phair.
( lyrics to Fuck and Run )
