Liz Phair is lost and she may be gone forever. She’s lost somewhere between a desire to sellout to mega-pop stardom and the idea that apparently she used to like writing songs. And even though there are thousands of nostalgic twenty- and thirty-something men willing to risk life and credibility to rescue her, willing to abandon present relationships just to be her Supernova, it might not be enough. At its very best (and I’m now speaking charitably as one of those legions of erstwhile devotees), Somebody’s Miracle might have a couple of singles worthy of a TV teen dramedy montage (I can imagine Mischa Barton pouting along to ‘Lazy Dreamer’), but after that, I wish she’d just taken that final step and fully sold out to the canned pop Svengalis. Because hey, that last Kylie Minogue album was awesome.
