Let me just say this up front (and I realize I’m probably in the minority): I’m not sold on Jenny Lewis.
For some reason, I want to like her. I want to be enamored with her. But I don’t, and I’m not. Originally, however shallow, I reasoned her connection with Postal Service would sway me. So I snapped up a couple Rilo Kiley albums. And still I don’t get it.
I can’t quite put my finger on it, but something feels forced, almost contrived, about her writing and presence â€“ as if she’s desperate to live up to this goddess-of-indie-rock aura she’s taken on (or fans have bestowed upon her). The blog love for Lewis almost knows no bounds. At least, I find her solo work a little more endearing than anything in Rilo Kiley.
In my own twisted little pea brain, I sorta liken her to the Batman character Poison Ivy, who seduces unwitting men with her sex appeal for her own devices. Yeah, real deep. I know.
Jenny Lewis and the Watson Twins, on KCRW’s Morning Becomes Eclectic, 3/10/06:
1. Run Devil Run/Big Guns
(First few seconds got cut off here … )
3. You Are What You Love
4. Melt Your Heart
5. The Charging Sky
Also … For anyone who wasn’t checking in over the weekend, I’m taking care of Gorilla vs. Bear this week while Chris is at SXSW. So go check it out.