You see, Linda Eder's not a household name like Aguilera, Celine or Streisand. But she has all of the notes, power and perfect pitch of any of them, and those who seek out and find incredible vocalists have known of her for years.
E.L. James, the author with the newfound androgynous name, is a genius marketer. The banality of the setting fits what I'd assumed was her market, suburban women worn down by any number of duties in a post-Steinem world.
For those of you who have followed my attempts to secure an iPhone 4, the latest time-sucking device from the good people at Apple, I am pleased to report that finally, finally, I have gotten my hands on one.
They're ba-ack! The infamous Election 2000 Votomatic reappeared in L.A. this afternoon, complete with butterfly ballots and hanging chads. Were they any less confusing in L.A. than they were in Broward County?