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Rhiannon Gammill
Name: Rhiannon Gammill
Hometown: Some place not even in Texas, through no fault of my own
Last Known Address: Scenic South Austin
Known Hideouts: Red River clubs, Let’s Dish, Half Price Books, in the kitchen (covered in flour, beating out flames).
In The Company of: people who ought to know better.
Favorite Classic Movies (cult or otherwise): “8 ½”, “Duck Soup,” “The Philadelphia Story,” “All About Eve,” “Faster Pussycat, Kill! Kill!”
Favorite Soundtracks: “Trainspotting,” “High Fidelity,” “Velvet Goldmine,” “Little Voice,” “Magnolia”
Favorite Books: “The Great Divorce,” “The Sun Also Rises,” “East of Eden,” “Notes from Underground,” “The Joy of Cooking.”
First Rock ‘n’ Roll Injury: Climbing my father’s hi-fi system when I was 6 years old, a 45 of Buddy Holly’s “Rave On” in my hand. Subsequently falling off my father’s hi-fi system after successfully putting the album on and hearing something that didn’t sound at all like the Beethoven I was used to, thus knocking out one of my baby teeth.
Most Recent Traumatic Tippi Hedren-esque Experience: Being chased and assaulted by a marauding band of emus during an ill-advised drive-through “Wilderness Safari” somewhere in Oklahoma. They go for your eyes, you know.
(Has also written for: Hatch Magazine, kids who would pay me in elementary school)
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