Folksinger Martha Wainwright just released an EP called—brace yourself, Wal-Mart shoppers Bloody Mother F—ing A—hole. We admit to being a little shocked by the title, so we called her up and asked her for five reasons why she went all profane in the membrane.
DAD MADE ME DO IT
''I was writing a song about my dad, and it just came out. . .I love my dad, but every once in a while you gotta hate your parents.''
I DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW THIS MUSIC-BIZ THING WORKS
''I originally made it to sell at [brother] Rufus [Wainwright's] shows, and I didn't know it was gonna be released in stores.''
IF I WERE SLIPKNOT, IT WOULD BE DIFFERENT
''People are shocked by [the title], which is amazing. . . . It's really folk music, when you listen to it. I mean, I do say that phrase, but it's certainly not like offensive loud music.''
ONE WOMAN'S PROFANITY IS ANOTHER WOMAN'S POETRY
''Why wouldn't you call it that? I think it rolls off the tongue so beautifully.''
BECAUSE I CAN
''If I was on Universal Records, maybe they would have had a problem, but that's the beauty of [small] labels like Rounder they don't give you enough money to make you change titles.''