Also: I wrote a little piece about Exile in Guyville for the Albums of Our Lives feature on The Rumpus:
I must have heard about Liz Phair from Sassy Magazine, my go-to and, really, only source for anything remotely counter-culture in the early ‘90s. I think I recall seeing the now-iconic cover of Exile in Guyville – Phair in black and white, mouth open, mid-song or mid-shout, her eyes obscured by the shadow of her hood – in the “What Now” spread, Christina Kelly’s sounding board for trends spotted, recent infatuations (“Zine of the Month,” “Cute Band Alert”), and the occasional complaint. Maybe I saw the video for “Never Said” on 120 Minutes one night before buying the album, but I don’t think so – “Never Said” being one of the least interesting songs on the album and a weak choice for a single. I think I bought the album, at some point later and sound unheard, based on Kelly’s recommendation alone (likewise for Teenage Fanclub’s Bandwagonesque and It’s a Shame About Ray by the Lemonheads).
I know I came to the record a little late, after Kurt Cobain’s death. It was 1994 or ‘95....One more: John and I went to see a production of Twelfth Night at the Colorado Shakespeare Festival in Boulder on Saturday. I loved the outdoor theater and the costumes were great. The direction and acting left a little to be desired; they really played up Willie's tiresome cheeseball side. John wrote a good little essay on his not-updated-enough blog about why it didn't quite come off.