Tuesday, December 05, 2006

IN WHICH FAME GOES TO MY HEAD . . .

Well, Jfro fans, I'm finally a published authoress, albeit in a narrow technical sense. You see there's this music zine called Chunklet, which is sort of a mutant child of Spy and Your Flesh that satirizes the indie rock scene. A few years ago, my friend Susan wrote an article for them on the big 2002 All Tomorrow's Parties concert in LA, but they edited it too much and she withdrew it. I started reading it, and it was pretty funny. They had a little blurb saying that the next 2 issues were about overrated records and asking for reader contributions. I jumped at the chance to trash my least-favorite musical genre, sensitive-singer-songwriter-twanging-on-an-acoustic-guitar-crap, and they ending up publishing my nasty little screed. Now there's a book version of those issues, The Overrated Book. I'm sure it will sell like hotcakes, just like all the other zine compilations. Remember the Thrift Score book? Retro Hell from Ben is Dead? The Best of Temp Slave? Unless I gave them to you for Christmas, probably not.

I'm not getting any royalties for this, just the warm glow of fame. However, if you wish me to sign page 123 of your copy, I'm sure a reasonable fee can be arranged.

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