By Michael Musto
Out, March 2004
Musto: Hi sexy mama. I hear you’re going back on the road on February 26. Do you like bus-touring?
Phair: I do. Sometimes it’s like Outward Bound for adults — really hard sometimes, but, oh, the camaraderie.
OK, let’s cut to the chase. Your song, “H.W.C.” has lyrics like “Gimme your hot, white come” — for a beauty regimen, yet. Has that charming ditty ever been played on the radio?
I hope so. It’s good enough for me to know that at least there’s a couple of young girls singing along, superhappy, not knowing what they’re saying.
It’s theraputic. I wasn’t being mischievous when I wrote it. I was totally being sincere.
So you actually rub the stuff into your pores?
I do. But not as a daily ablution or anything.
I’d try it, except no one I’ve slept with has ever orgasmed.
Do people assume that since you were in Lilith Fair, that makes you a lesbian?
It does not! I didn’t know any lesbians in Lilith Fair. That was the best backstage [atmosphere] for dating. Guys were so well-behaved and grateful to have a million women around. And I finally found goals for myself professionally. I admired Sarah and Sheryl… but I don’t think I wanted to be Natalie.
Too much twirling. Have you ever gone lesbian?
I made out with a couple of girls in college. At Oberlin the lesbians were the top of the social pyramid. They were the Heathers — absolutely bitchy and elitist. Once I actually had sex, sort of. I remember thinking it was so much like being with myself hormonally. But I definitely see women I think are superfoxy and turn me on.
Do you have a lesbian, gay, bi, transgendered following?
No transgendered as of yet that I know of. Bisexual you wouldn’t be able to tell, right?
I guess if they hit on both you and your boyfriend.
That would be everybody. I think gay guys applaud my breaking-down of the uptight American mores. Maybe I’m a little bit rough for the lesbian crowd. But in the Southwest I have a huge lesbian following.
Must be the desert heat. Bye, Liz. I’m off to try some H.W.C.!