Liz Phair used to cause such a stir...and not just in my underwear.
While Exile in Guyville caused a joyfull smile, lately I've been crying
on the inside. Liz, could you put out a single...that doesn't
sound like Avril's aunts B-side?
I wrote this poem around 2005. It was soon, after I had listened to
Somebody's Miracle (a severely polished...turd.) I fucken hated the
shite album before that too!
It's a few years later and I was messin around with MusiCovery-
and one of the paths I followed...led me back to you.
"Fuck and Run" From Exile was a well written, well crafted, lo-fi confession...and I had such a hard on...for you...and your alternative...sluttish...fun.
Plus...your name sounds like Lezzy Fair; A carnival (the world's greatest carnival) on and island in the Aegean Sea.