or, rather, who the hell is carrie brownstein to trump my authority and get an absurdist television comedy series on portland? sure, she was raised in the northwest and has lived in portland twice as long as i have and she's a culture writer for npr. oh yeah, and she was in that band.
"portlandia" (after that ominous statue on top of the portland building downtown -- she wants YOU!) is set to run for a series of six shows on ifc in 2011. the whole series will film on location in portland. angry bicycle messengers and gender queered* punk rock couples??? no one even asked me to consult! i had to find out from the just out blog, and then only by the strange chance that i happened to be reading at that blog today for the FIRST TIME EVER. (by the way, just out, i'd be happy to very humbly contribute my skill and expertise to your fine publication either online or in print.)
ironic, though, that i should bemoan not having my own television showcase for the irony of commentating on the hilarity of the irony of rejecting the irony that is everything portland cool. and that's just an alanis morissette irony anyway, defensible only because ironic has so come to synonymize hip, which portland inarguably -- sometimes painfully -- is.
my only solace is hoping that ifc has fewer subscribers than 'looking good in pants' does...and that if any one of those half dozen people also live in portland that he or she will have me over next year to watch the show. we can have parties! with themes! we do those so well. does anyone know corin tucker's address? i bet she has premium cable.
*by all accounts, that sketch is a cross-dressed performance of identity performance. kudos, ms. brownstein.
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