The beauty expectation is a way of controlling women.”
– Shirley Manson
Fans of the ’90s alt-rock hitmakers Garbage will have to wait a wee bit longer for the long-awaited solo album from the band’s lead vixen Shirley Manson and maybe even longer for a new release from the group that brought us such hits as “Stupid Girl,” “Only Happy When It Rains,” “#1 Crush,” and “The World is Not Enough,” the theme from the James Bond film of the same name.
INTO: Adventures, art, open-mindedness, feminism, danger, smiles, laughter, Eastern Europe, solo naked dance parties in my bedroom, group naked dance parties in anyone’s bedroom.
NOT INTO: Rudeness, intolerance, inequality, ignorance, abuse of any kind, negativity, pessimists, elitists, poor basic hygiene, boredom.
MAKES ME HAPPY: The Pacific Ocean, the wild West Coast, this beautiful place I live.
MAKES ME SAD: Stupidity.
HOBBIES: Painting, writing, dancing, sewing, cuddling, learning to play or at least dabble on various instruments, philosophizing, learning new things, cooking, taking photos of water, clouds and urban decay.
5 THINGS I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT: Computer, sweet tea, ice cream, phone, and a little TLC – I’m easy to please.
Call me Hollywood, but I don’t usually dress up for work. It’s almost de rigueur to wear jeans and T-shirts to an interview. And if the actors are doing it, why shouldn’t we? Quantum of Solace was a special occasion though. For James Bond, at least for Craig’s James Bond, I put on my best black suit. It’s the suit I got married in, but, though I’m now divorced, neither Brooks Brothers nor Bond should have to suffer for my loss.
Hollywood nearly killed Tank Girl. Dodgy movies have a way of doing that to people. Tank Girl’s creators, writer Alan Martin and artist Jamie Hewlett, would be the first to say the 1995 big screen incarnation of the cult comic strip character, which they had zero control over, wasn’t all that it should have been. Indeed they might even say it was a “shit sandwich” (well, actually, Martin did). Fortunately, Tank Girl’s superhuman, and her fuck you spirit would never allow a bunch of scummy film execs and industry cheese weasels to have the last word. Down but not out, after a hiatus of over a decade, she put her Tank Boots back on, and kicked, screamed and farted her way back from near oblivion, with a little help from Martin.
