RiRi does PJ-chic! For those of us who were around in the 90s, TLC's Creep video was the ultimate game-changer in the r n b boudoir-wear stakes. Baggy silks, wind machines and fierce gurl swing for the win win win. N.B Fenty would have been 6 y/o when this had MTV airtime. 6!
I have a handful of album reviews in the latest November issue of Q: Tori Amos' Gold Dust, Bo Ningen's Line The Wall and Corin Tucker Band's Kill My Blues. My Q debut happened in the September issue, when I reviewed Dan Deacon's America and Flaming Lips' Heady Fwends, the record responsible for this year's best cover of Roberta Flack's First Time Ever I Saw Your Face (Broadcaster's Peggy Seeger effort winning silver, obvs) *and* that Badu/Coyne video beef, but various deadlines and the exhilarating, sleep-sapping commitment its taking to organize the From the Back of the Room screening and Queer Zine Fest London (more on that soon) have kept me from my regular blogging duties here.
