James Frey will be on Oprah today and Gawker has someone live-blogging the taping. She goes at him pretty hard, too, which he richly deserves. Good thing we had someone live-blogging at the Oprah taping. (Note to the author: You were live-blogging at the Oprah taping?! WTF?!)

Thursday Tunes:
Mushaboom (Demo) - Feist
Plan of the Man - The M’s

I recently acquired the new Feist record. For the uninitiated Feist is actually Leslie Feist from Broken Social Scene, Kings of Convenience and others.
Her solo album is absolutely, positively gorgeous.
I love a record that can start in one place and end up somewhere else entirely, all without seeming contrived when you get there. The track I keep coming back to is “One Evening”, a track so authentically inflecting Ricki Lee Jones and the smooth feel of 1970s singer-songwriters that I spent 20 minutes trying to make sure it wasn’t a cover. Beautiful. No one loves that stuff more than me. Another wonderful thing about Feist is her absolute fearlessness; she has no problem with making aongs that are aesthetically pleasing and yet carry great emotional weight. No one really does this anymore. As a group I think a lot of songwriters have decided that you get one or the other; I’ll either be important and discordant or pretty and mindless. Dumb.
Someone might find another way to marry seriousness and beauty, but it won’t be like this. This is four out of five, easily.