Sasha Frere-Jones on Black Postcards
The New Yorker's music critic Sasha Frere-Jones reviews both Black Postcards and Liz Phair's NY Times review of Black Postcards in a post on the New Yorker Online...
Wareham’s book briefly recounts his childhood—there is an excellent line about a hat he wore as a schoolboy in New Zealand—and moves on to his beginnings as a musician, and his time in Galaxie 500. Wareham is dry, and, after a hundred pages, I wanted a long, tall glass of enthusiasm. The deadpan routine works for some aspects of the rock life, though.