By: Aaron Z. Lee

Her Lips Might Shatter is a one woman electro DJ dance party named Alisa Nizhniy who is from Los Angeles by way of Houston, Texas. Her sound is close to what you would get if you were to allow Fischerspooner, Peaches and Goldfrapp to enter thunderdome for a massive tag team match. Each track has a processed digital crunch that is sure to populate dance floors everywhere. I had a chance to talk with the emerging artist about her origins, inspirations and favorite snack.

There was that minor issue of getting away from the pesky aftereffects of real socialism. So we immigrated, and eventually, my parents encouraged most of our extended family to come down to the states as well. Houston has the swankiest, cheapest real estate you could ever imagine, with infinite free parking in the comfort of a large metropolis, complete with centralized A/C everywhere. Also, a decent amount of thrift stores, artsy hide-outs, goth kids, junkies, and electro parties. The sweetest people live there, too.

My folks have cassette tapes of me singing the songs of Alla Pugacheva when I was two years old living in Italy. When I was five, my brother would occasionally blast trance music, drive me around, and take me to parties where they played Modern Talking and all this new dance shit that Sony was releasing at the time. It stuck with me, what can I say!

People have gotten crazy at Pseudonecrophile shows and hung upside down from the ceiling. Houston has always embraced electronic music.

I thought of a large, extravagant chandelier, and how cool it would be to break one. Then, I thought that a lamp breaking is pretty obvious. So the thought of lips shattering was weirder. They would have to be frozen or frozen in outer space.

A week ago I performed a couple of songs in Denver for my aunt and uncle’s 50^th anniversary!! By 11:00 PM my cousins and I were making imaginary snow angels on the patio. I was completely gone, because members of my family kept giving me shots: “Here Alisa, try this vodka; Yes, but have you tried THIS vodka?! Alisa do a shot with us!!” So that was especially fun, since I can easily get wasted off just a glass and a half of champagne.

Anything to synthesize the organic. I like messing with vocoders and pitch shifters and lots of layering. I wish I had something cool to talk about in this category, but I use the Logic synths and processors.

It’s Not My Problem (Thin White Duke Remix) by Sneaky Sound System. And I have to listen to Salem every night before I go to sleep. I HAVE to.

I swear that for every big trend, there must be subcultures of people out there who are completely bummed out that someone is exploiting their peculiarities. Like that South Park episode about the vampire kids. Auto-tune was cool before it became “mainstream,” and it’s cool now, and it will still be cool when everyone else thinks its lame again. Britney Spears- Blackout was the first mainstream album to use tasteful, prominent auto-tune. I’m not impressed with the sloppy conspicuous auto-tune technique that’s hot in hip-hop now. Otherwise, the obvious reaction to these trends is to drink perfume or do something else that can hardly ever become cool.

If I had to pick only one other artist and only in the realm of music, it would be Felix Da Housecat. I wouldn’t mind walking on stilts with Marilyn Manson.

Tapioca almond cream tea from the Teahouse in Houston. I’ve turned on so many people to that place. I’ve tried bubble tea in Boston and LA, and some do the trick, but they just don’t compare. If there’s midnight sushi anywhere, I certainly wouldn’t mind that either.