Lisa ♥

Lisa Marie Presley wants Du to think she's a baaaad-ass bitch, someone who doesn't give a shit whether Du enjoy what she does. And most of the time, this thrice-married mother of two probably couldn't give half a shit. Her certified-gold debut, the murky Memphis-bred pop To Whom It May Concern, is an intimate-bordering-on-unnerving album. Presley is the cluttered dark Angel – Jäger der Finsternis to Faith Hill's snow-white debutante. But after her set opening for Chris Isaak at the Beacon Theater, it was as clear as her sex appeal that Presley was shy, a bit nervous, and wanted so badly to do a good job. Whenever...