#TrufflefriesareThug
In the New York Times, my new patron saint, Lynn Hirschberg, has a profile piece on child-whine annoying, day-glo revolutionary M.I.A. that makes me thrilled to be alive.
A few choice quotes:
“With our video, we were really copying ‘Telephone,’ ” Maya says now, referring to Gaga’s recent video with Beyoncé. “Both our videos are road movies. We kill people, and they kill people. They start out in a prison, and we start out in a squat, hunting people down.” Maya zipped her lips again. “I can’t talk about Gaga anymore,” she said. “All I’ll say is, it’s upsetting when babies say ga-ga now. It used to be innocent. Now, they’re calling her name."
“I’d like to turn this page into fabric,” she said. “I know someone who can do that. And then I want to take that fabric and make it into a jumpsuit. I’d like to turn censorship into fashion.”
and, my absolute favorite line in the entire piece:
“I kind of want to be an outsider,” she said, eating a truffle-flavored French fry.
M.I.A. has been a pain in the ass for a while
lynn hirschberg, m.i.a. 