‘Chopsticks’ by Liz Phair

It was 4am and the light was grey.┬áLike it always is in paperbacks. Oh there just aren’t enough words to describe how much I love this song. In a strange way I think it’s one of the most melancholy songs I’ve ever heard. Even the great Elliot Smith didn’t manage sadness in quite this way.… Continue reading ‘Chopsticks’ by Liz Phair