Heather alerted me to this New Yorker review of Of Montreal, one of my favorite bands. Read it. Kevin Barnes is gorgeous. One of my favorite lines, though:
There is a generation of eighties semiotics students who wish that Barnes had been around twenty years earlier, to make critical theory a little easier to use on dates. But then we had Green Gartside, of Scritti Politti—another writer Barnes has an affinity with, as far as androgyny, literature, and affection for disco are concerned.
