It can go either way, and today we’re leaning towards the latter category.When writing, especially in profiles, clichés indicate that someone couldn’t think of anything better to say. We’ll be honest here: we simply fucking can’t abide cliches.Le Fey spent a brief period as a touring member of Foxygen, during which she was in a relationship with co-founder Sam France, but her ousting from the band and the couple's breakup were messy and public, involving legal action.Globelamp's song "San Francisco" is a direct response to this, sharing its title with Foxygen's single of the same name, the video of which featured a starring role by Le Fey.He currently resides in a fairly upscale high-rise apartment building, just off Christopher Street, in the same Greenwich Village neighborhood where—as Banhart, ever the student of 20th-century bohemia, points out—E. Cummings once lived; Bob Dylan first met Allen Ginsberg; James Baldwin, Frank Mc Court and Norman Mailer once held court at the long-gone Lion’s Head Pub; and in the early morning hours of June 28, 1969, in a down-market, Mafia-owned dive called the Stonewall, fed-up gay men rose up against perpetual police harassment and said, “No more.” Banhart’s pretty sure Stephin Merritt also lives in his building, although he’s never seen him. “In Moscow, all the taxi drivers can recite the work of their 10 favorite poets,” he says as we make our way to his apartment.“They’ll still kidnap you, but they are very well-read.
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The Orange Glow is the second album by Globelamp, the solo project of songwriter Elizabeth Le Fey, who performs an intensely personal brand of lo-fi indie folk.
Le Fey grew up listening to glam rock and hippie folk (à la Donovan), and her voice has an appropriately mystical quality to it, stretching words out and bending the tempos in order to dramatically emphasize the lyrics. (Prior to its wider 2016 issue by Wichita, the album was initially released on cassette in 2015, and it certainly sounds like it, although the reissue does sound cleaner.) Le Fey rarely sticks to conventional time signatures, constantly accelerating and slowing down the tempos, and letting the songs freely float at their own will.
Still, many other people seem to think that if you’re trying to find your special someone via the internet, you must be some kind of socially inept weirdo.
Certainly there are normal people, and there are absolutely creeps and eye rolling stereotypes-come-to-life.