I'm a regular contributor to a project that solicits prose pieces for each album in Rolling Stone’s “500 Greatest Albums of All Time.”

Excerpts from my essay on Liz Phair’s 1994 album “Exile in Guyville” are featured in a forthcoming short film written and directed by Sundance award-winning cinematographer Charlotte Hornsby.

 

The middle school dance is weeping in the bathroom stall while its girlfriends whisper through the thin metal It’s okay, I had a hamster who killed himself, too.

 

My nine-year estrangement is a fourth grader. Something about this being the truth makes it seem less like my own life, like a poster on the side of a bus.

 

“Money for Nothing” was the Billboard #1 hit the day I was born. I want my MTV. Now the “M” in “MTV”  doesn’t stand for anything.

 

I've tried very hard to love even the man chanting We're all women! We're all women!  when I yell back Except the ones of us who aren't!


Over this music, I make my first real friend. We agree to keep one another’s museums under development. At thirteen, when being in agreement has never been more crucial, this band really rings our bell.