Not long before the major-label landscape collapsed in a heap, only to morph into a crud formation of reissue-happy conglomerates, Garrison Starr signed with Geffen. It was 1997, and if ignorance truly is bliss, the 22-year-old singer/songwriter from Hernando, Miss., couldn’t have been happier. Those 15 years feel like a lifetime ago for an older, wiser, slightly more cynical Starr, who’s busy promoting her sixth full-length effort, the self-released, fan-funded Amateur (Radtown Music). It took her some time to come to terms with her sexuality (and others’ opinions of it), and it’s taken her even longer to get comfortable with her creative self. To that end, the angsty-yet-optimistic, stylistically diverse Amateur is a coming out of sorts. Starr will be guest editing magnetmagazine.com all week. Read our brand new Q&A with her.
Starr: I’m obsessed with chain restaurants. I’m wondering if there’s a connection between my love for watching familiar movies and eating at restaurants that are predictable. I’ll make a note to bring that up in therapy next session. Some of my favorites are the Cracker Barrel. They have great hamburgers, and I also really like their peppercorn-ranch dressing. Of course, there’s the biscuits and cornbread, which I slather with butter and jelly or maple syrup. I also like to get the veggie plate. And Chili’s. I love their chili queso and bottomless chips and salsa; also the grilled chicken sandwich with cheese, bacon and honey-mustard dressing. That’s the key.). And Houston’s. The very first one was in either Atlanta or Nashville, and it’s literally such a delicious guilty pleasure. I’ve been eating at Houston’s since I was a kid. And I could go on and on, but I also have a thing for Wendy’s.
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