I’ve been watching a lot of Olympic curling.  A lot.  I’m sending text messages about the uniform choices of Canadian women’s skip Cheryl Bernard.  I’m peppering my daily speech with curling terms (as in: referring to the last cup of coffee in the pot as “the hammer”).  I’m seriously considering joining a league and making [...]

(Editor’s note: We’ve been absentee landlords here this week.  We’re sorry; we miss you.  As we are periodically wont to do, however, we’ll give you the quick update on our recent whereabouts and goings on.  It’s not like we’ve just been sitting around with our thumbs up our bums; we’ve had legitimate business outside of [...]

There’s something like three inches of ice coating my driveway this morning, a thick, angry rime of winter caking the windshield of my car.  As I listen to the drone of a thousand ice scrapers (shck, shck, shck), clearing the way for the morning commute, I find my mind wandering to thoughts of warmer locales.  [...]

As you may have noticed, we’ve been a little weak with the content this week.  You get our sincere apologies.  It’s been a busy few weeks for all of the Dicks and we’re slowly finishing up the circle laps we’ve been swimming.  We’ll keep this short and simple:  There are huge things happening musically and [...]

We’ve been following Joe (WOXY DJ and writer at Each Note Secure/The Futurist) and his exploits over in Oslo, Norway at the by:Larm 2010 festival.  In his highly entertaining video journals, he mentions The Megaphonic Thrift as a “wall of sound” and we concur.  “Acid Blues” has been floating around the internet for the better [...]

I had this byzantine diatribe on covers planned for today.  (The argument, essentially is this:  it’s fine for Limp Bizkit to cover George Michael, because, on the scale of artistic integrity, the former is a four and the latter is, at best, a six.  It is not, however, okay for Dave Matthews (at best a [...]

Sometimes I’d like to think US music bloggers are the craftiest of the bunch worldwide.  We’ve got our ears to the field, tilted toward the vast expanses of global music of merit, right? Every now and again, and perhaps I’m simply admitting my own individual oversight, we catch wind of a noteworthy outfit that’s been [...]

Things I would do immediately if elected president:
1.) Deport Bob Costas, preferably to someplace really unpleasant.  His smarminess at the Olympics reflects badly on all of us.  A vote for me (in a fictional presidential election) would be a vote against Bob Costas, professional douchebag.
2.) Posthumously appoint Richard Prior as Minister of Education.  (Gainin’ on [...]

I believe one of our first Radio Dick features was on Valentine’s Day last year.  I vaguely remember hosting a sarcastic discussion about how I was more interested in getting my tax return than in any sort of holiday for lovers.  It’s probably fitting this week that the blogosphere was splattered with so much loving [...]

Eight seconds in to Closer, the new release by San Francisco pop duo Camp Out, and you are immediately dispatched to the mid-90s. And not just the mid-90s, but a very particular time and head space of that bygone decade: the girl rock that charged both coasts, but particularly the left one, and frequently dominated [...]

Step-by-step guide to baby care:
1. Change diaper
2. Provide food
3. Hope baby sleeps for more than four minutes.
4. Try to perform all non-baby related tasks while baby is asleep.
5. Repeat without pause for three to four years.
So, not a lot of time for Lazy Saturday today.  Just three rhetorical questions and related content.  Cheers.
Q. 1: Remember [...]

There is little we Dicks love more than bringing our readers new and exciting music that they can’t hear anywhere else. Add to that the opportunity to premiere an ambitious, impressive, and eminently digable track by a disarmingly talented and novel artist, and, well, you have a red letter day in Citizenland.
Given that brief explanation, [...]

I don’t have to say much about our deep institutional love for Dr. Dog at this point.  I’m about as excited for their soon to be released ANTI debut, Shame, Shame as I am for any other record this year.  The first taste of the record bodes well.  “Shadow People” is a little less ornate [...]

Hello internet.  I’m just popping in midweek with a couple of things that are too excellent to hang onto until the weekend.  (This of course implies that I have excellent content for Saturday in my back pocket, that my cup overfloweth.  Let’s assume that to be true.)
First, the good folks at Sub Pop have made [...]

When the host of releases this week center around infectious vibes and pop nuance, it’s refreshing to look a bit backward to hit the pile of albums and stumble upon a collection of tracks that sparks that slight bit of sludge so necessary in coping with the incessant onslaught of snow here inCleveland. We’re cave [...]

(Editor’s note:  That’s not my living room up there.  It’s a photo of The Who on a huge TV in an immaculate entertainment room that I found on Flickr.  Pretty good visual metaphor for the current state of the band that recorded The Who Sell Out, no?
Three quick things on the Super Bowl before we [...]

There is a self-congratulatory element of Stephin Merritt’s work, the kind of which is either explained by fundamental insecurity or mind-blowing self-confidence. Either way, whether it is the heavy-handed ironosincerity of his most recent album titles (69 Love Songs offers just that, while Distortion is a collection of distorted songs and I is an album [...]

Nice to see Brian hit his Lazy Saturday post, even if it’s on Sunday.  In any event, as promised, I’ve got the second installment of this week’s Radio Dick primed and ready to go.  So as y’all overindulge today and watch the Colts take it to the Saints, do it with a soundtrack of new [...]

Kevin mentioned yesterday that I recently had a kid.  He’s the bee’s knees (my baby, not Kevin), but he certainly has thrown a ratchet in the old sleep cycle.  For those of you yet to embark on the journey of parenthood (which I’m imagining is the vast majority of the expensive-jean clad, indie rock blog [...]

Those dudes up there attended Yale.  They’re ambitious and reliable.  If I were forced to hop in a boat with 9 other dudes for my own safety, I’d be pleased to have these young lads at the helm.  We’re not as reliable at Citizen Dick, or at least we haven’t been over the last three [...]