2.15.2005

APRIL FOOL'S DAY COMES EARLY THIS YEAR:

Who on earth would sweat a guy that writes for McSweeney's? I suppose people do, e.g.
I was obsessed because he, and McSweeney's itself, had rejected TV-cool, punk-cool, grunge-cool and all other cools to date, and had concocted their own brand. They were emotionless as greasers, jovially homoerotic as beatniks, but smart-assy as old Hollywood stars and at times really, really funny. Their best work was like the greatest note you ever got passed in class.
Um, instead of passing that note and stalking that guy, why not write for the magazine yourself, ladies? It certainly beats getting turned away from that Chumbawumba show.

Check out Litsa Dremousis, who wrote an "Open Letter to Keith Richards' Immune System" for McSweeneys, and then was asked to read the piece on NPR last month. Now that's my kind of rock star.

Have a gorgeous day!

XOXO,
Lauren
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