Rhett Miller cut his teeth with the alt-country Old 97’s, but years before the band released Too Far To Care, the catchiest and most compelling distillation of its cow-punk-meets-Brit-Invasion template, Miller put out his own little-heard first solo album, Mythologies. Now 2,800 miles from Dallas, where he got his start, Miller is a family man and has released his fifth studio album, The Dreamer. On all counts, the LP marks a return to basics for Miller after three studio albums that toned down the twang, ratcheted up the pop smarts and layered on the studio frills. Miller will be guest editing magnetmagazine.com all week. Read our recent feature on him.
Miller: I’m from Texas, and I love guacamole. Love it. But I was skeptical of these guacamole-flavored chips when I first saw them. And then I tried one. Holy guacamole! I don’t know why these stupid chips are so good, but they are. You think you don’t care. You think chips are stupid. You are wrong. These chips are magic.
Video after the jump.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=97cIS5AK5tw
