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Whip-Smart, 1994
Written by Liz Phair
A love song, the Liz Phair way. "Your eyelashes sparkle like gilded grass / And your lips are sweet and slippery / Like a cherub's bare wet ass." It's hardly Sonnet 18, but Phair's wry, deadpan vocals over sludgy, fuzzy guitar riffs and bendy, talking guitar lines make it sound immediate and important. It's muscular, it's catchy, it captures young infatuation and lust, and it doesn't hurt that at the time of this release, I personally would have given anything I owned just to be in Liz Phair's presence for an hour.
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