THE ACTRESS ALISON PILL sat at the bar at Karaoke Boho on a slow Monday night in the West Village, paging through binders of songs. “I’m looking for something new-country that fits my voice,” she said. There was no rush: the only other customer had used the restroom, then left. She went on, “I moved here from Toronto at eighteen to act better and more, but I looked like I was twelve, so I smoked to seem sophisticated—and it lowered my voice to a mezzo.” Did it also make her more sophisticated? “Yeah!” How could she tell? “When I started dating men in their thirties.”
Pill, now thirty herself, and married to a man who’s forty, had come from the set of her new ABC drama, “The Family,” which débuts this…
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The New Yorker (Digital) - 1 Issue, March 7, 2016