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Armisen and Brownstein text each other every night before bed. Brownstein says of their friendship, “Sometimes I think it’s the most successful love affair either of us will ever have.” Both claim that it wouldn’t work if they were romantically involved. “It would be colder, because we’ve both treated our romantic relationships in a cold way,” Armisen says. “Carrie and I are more romantic than any other romantic relationship I’ve ever had—that sense of anticipation about seeing the other person, the secret bond. But things don’t become obligatory. I’m not thinking, I’m doing this because you’re my girlfriend; I’m just thinking, I love Carrie.
Goodness, how I love this. This is exactly what I want: my other half of a comedy duo. Just laffs, no couples obligation.
This Carrie Brownstein profile in the New Yorker is worth reading even if romantic non-romance doesn’t float your boat. I love how she became an accidental comedian, and yet she is so fucking solid as producer/writer/actor in Portlandia.
Hells fucking yes: Sara Lund of Unwound versus Janet Weiss of Sleater-Kinney and Quasi in a epic drum battle. There is even a part 2 to this!!! Janet Weiss is one of my most favorite drummers ever, like up there with Bonham and Moon and shit.