La Catholique



This is old timey. I live here now.

‘Guyville’ was a specific scene in Chicago—predominately male, indie-rock—and they had their little establishment of, like, who was cool, who was in it, who played in what band. Each one wore their record collection, so to speak, like a badge of honor. Like, ‘This is my identity, this is what I’m into, and I know a lot about it.’

It was just like: ‘Really? OK, so you guys are into music. Watch—I can make music.’

I can just remember, for such a loud record in terms of personal expression, I had come from a very quiet time of, like, listening a lot. Which is not such a bad thing. You learn a lot when you listen, but you also can get really tired and frustrated of it.

http://www.villagevoice.com/2008-06-17/music/liz-in-the-afternoon-the-oral-history/