Tag Archive: Fool’s Gold


(Editor's note:  I only have three things to say about it:  1.) I told you that was going to be some seriously self-aggrandizing shit. You knew it was going south (lit. and fig.) when the stentorian announcer paid homage to the king over a series of highlights to kick off the festivities.  "Where will the greatest person who ever lived decide to play basketball?  The world will find out in mere minutes."  Suck it.  2.) Miami is not going to be very good next year.  Chris Bosh isn't as amazing as he thinks he is.  Dwyane (sp?) Wade's middle name is Penny Hardaway.  LeBron James, while phenomenally gifted, won't be able to cram his ginormous ego into the arena and he'll still shrink from big moments (see Game Five).  And I'm on their depth chart at center.  Mark this down: somewhere between 50 and 55 wins and a second round playoff exit.  3.) I'm proud to be a Clevelander.  I love this city unconditionally and the presence or absence of a 25 year old douchebag doesn't factor into it.  We still have a whole mess of douchebags in the Warehouse District, so I think we'll be fine.  Go Cavs.)

Not a ton of introduction for the live tracks today; I just grabbed a couple of things that rule off of the sheld.  Enjoy.  First off, I felt like some Akron/Family.  I like the tenuous titular link to recent current events and these cats always cheer me up when I'm feeling a touch bleak.

Akron/Family – Phenomena – Live

I've been pushing this track on strangers for a while.  It's sad and thoughtful and perfect.  This live version is particularly praiseworthy.

Magnolia Electric Co. – Whip-poor-will – Live

To wrap things up today, we've got another entrant in the Summer of Remix.  Remember last year, when it seemed like everybody was doing something freaky with "Two Weeks?"  This summer, the track that everybody wants to mess about with appears to be Local Natives' "Wide Eyes."  Given that the best description of the band that I've heard is "sort of a west coast Grizzly Bear," their remixability makes some sense.  (Sidebar:  the quote comes from P4K . What does it mean that I quoted those cats?  Am I slipping?  Am I selling out?  I could probably count the number of people who know the answers to those questions on one hand.)  We've already posted this and this, but today's blast might be the best, if not the most danceable.  This one comes from the laptop of Fool's Gold's Lewis Pesacov.  While touring with Local Natives he "couldn't help but envision it as a southern rap joint, with its half-time drums and deep-azz bass-line."  Agreed.  This one even has a rap verse.  Good times.  Fool's Gold continue to tour; I'm optimistic that more remixes are on the way.

Local Natives – Wide Eyes (Fool's Gold Remix feat. Aristotle Pop A Bottle)

At the very moment you’re reading this post, I, Kevin, of Citizen Dick, do solemnly swear that last night’s White Denim concert was the cat’s ass, and I also swear that I won’t wake up until at least 12:30 this afternoon.  Leave a message at the beep.

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In all seriousness, this post was compiled and completed Saturday afternoon, just before rolling out to Coventry to pregame for the White Denim show.  Exposion was my favorite 2008 album and Fits will most certainly be on my 2009 list in a month.  I wasted no time producing the right mindset for the show.  Low-fi and jazz anthems all morning long, rounding out with Exposion in its entirety, with enough decibels to warrant a police visit.  The neighbors must have liked the tunes, because Johnny-Law never came knocking, and I rolled out to The Grog Shop several beers deep.

Which brings me to the musical portion of today’s Radio Dick.  While I sleep off a hangover, you get to reap the benefits of this week’s list of tunes.  I’ve long thought that the tail end of the year is an awkward time for releasing music, in that everyone’s kind of winding down and compiling lists and trying to digest all of the music from January to December.  If I had a nasty-good album in the works at the end of the year, I’d probably opt to release it at the beginning of the year.  I have conversed with plenty of folks on this topic, typically holding the opinion that the summer months produce the best music releases, while the end of the year arrives sort of flat.  2009 has been a great year musically, and my weak argument is being roundly rejected by some of the stellar releases ready to hit the market.  This week’s list compiles a few tracks we neglected to get up on the site throughout the week, as well as a couple fresh tracks we just caught wind of within the last two days.  All are solid, and receive our approval.  Tegan & Sara’s track, “Hell,” seems to be cleared for posting, so we’re including it.  “Cold Hands” by Pants Yell! is one of the songs I inserted into my White Denim pre-game mix yesterday, and for good reason.

Sleigh Bells is an interesting act, as they’ve released a couple tracks recently.  The duo creates this big, bombastic sound that’s over-the-top on the first listen, but way too listenable to ignore.  Their first track, “Crown on the Ground,” was leaked a few weeks ago, and “Infinity Guitars” steers into the same eclectically loud kick to the groin mentality.  I’ve included another Fool’s Gold remix, and to be quite honest, I rarely remember how the original “Surprise Hotel” sounds.  I continually bounce back to it just to remind myself.  The Mad Decent mix of the song is superb.  I’ve also posted Small Black’s “Kings of Animals” for just the right dash of snappy low-fi for today.  The rest of the list rounds out some of the bigger leaks of the weak.  Enjoy the tunes and, although this post really has nothing to do with Tea, I’ll probably be up and sipping on a hot batch of some by the time you finish with these tracks.  I don’t deal with hangovers like I used to, that’s a certainty.

The Raveonettes – The Chosen One

Pants Yell! – Cold Hands

Tegan & Sara – Hell

His Clancyness – Misinterpret My Words

Sleigh Bells – Infinity Guitars

Jookabox – You Cried Me

Fool’s Gold – Surprise Hotel (Mad Decent Remix)

Small Black – Kings of Animals

Air – Sing Sang Sung (Black Moth Super Rainbow Remix)

Dirty Projectors – Emblem of the World

Molina & Johnson – Almost Let You In

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This weekend has been one of juxtaposing forms of entertainment for me.  Half was spent reclining back and catching up on some reading time, while the other was spent turning my brain to jelly on amusement park rides. I’ll apologize in advance for any goofy album reviews I happen to post this week.  I can’t handle a day at Cedar Point like I used to. In any event, it’s difficult to write a weekly feature that doesn’t carry with it content-specific goals.  Usually I simply ramble.  Today I’ll begin with a brief synopsis of my reading tendencies, and then launch into a fire-back on Brian’s post from yesterday.  Editor’s note:  Brian and I argue back and forth on our weekend posts often.  He’ll shoot a poisoned dart from his Saturday post, and while he’s a little more fluent than me with the written word, I still try to stab back on my Sunday post. We’ve also got 11 great tracks for you to enjoy today.  So snag them and purchase the records as they are released.

As far as the reading goes, I’ve been hitting a lot of short fiction lately, cleaning up on some classics that I probably shouldn’t admit I haven’t read at this point.  As an English major, it’s always embarrassing to admit what I haven’t read.  Most people assume we devour any form of literature that crosses our path.  This isn’t the case, and I’ll actually argue it’s more difficult for a lit major to sit down and read for enjoyment.  So often we’re reading for class or educational purposes.  Nonetheless, I got to sit down for a few hours and revisit a few that I haven’t read in years, particularly Hawthorne’s “Young Goodman Brown” and Hemingway’s “Hills Like White Elephants.”  After reading these two back-to-back, I couldn’t help but imagine what it would have been like for Hawthorne’s Purtitan lad to run into the conversation that takes place in Elephants.  I had this humorous image of Brown slapping the shit out of the wicked bastard manipulatively forcing his girlfriend to get an abortion.  In a side note, if you’re a fan of “Young Goodman Brown,” check out Stephen King’s spookier rendition of Hawthorne’s story, called “The Man in the Black Suit.”  I also read some Flannery O’Connor and Julia Alvarez.  Obviously, there was no connection between any of the authors I sat down to read, and damn it felt good to knock some of these out.

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To take a giant left turn, if you read Brian’s post yesterday, he “outed” me as a New Order neophyte, and proceeded to discuss the five bands that one must understand in order to “get” modernity in music.  I can go with Brian’s philosophy if I believed that canonical music was rooted in the musical structures and sound alone.  I cannot agree with this because, to me, musical value also involves audience reception, and this brings in a whole slew of problematic conundrums with Brian’s statement.  He even asked in the post “is discussing canonical music even important.  I read Moby Dick.  Does this make me a better person?”  Or.  Something to that effect.  Read it for yourself here. I don’t inherently disagree with Brian’s statement and can admit that he very well could be accurate with his assessment of New Order and their value.  I’m not arguing this.  I’m simply arguing that I don’t need to fully understand New Order to enjoy something that hearkens back to it.  For me, this is because music enjoyment relies more heavily upon a personal timing thumbprint than, say, literature does.  In other words, I connect with music because of where I am during that moment in time, not particularly because it’s going to launch a thousand other bands.  To me, it’s about girls I’m dating or breaking up with, the vacation I’m on while I play a particular track, or the way it makes me feel and what images it brings up in my head.  I can surely go yard reviewing an old New Order album and probably agree with Brian when I’m done.  What I don’t agree with one bit is that I’m somehow lacking credibility to discuss a band that lists New Order as an influence.  Likewise, I think it’s a crying shame that Brian’s stuck in a rut and cannot fully enjoy a new band’s sound because it throws back to a particular band he happened to enjoy when he was seven.  This is a dangerous and narrow world view.  Brian’s guilty of this often (Like that pot-shot ya bastard? Ha!).

It’s narrow to say that you MUST know five bands to understand modern music.  What does this involve?  Do I need to know who they are and what the general respect level is for these five bands within the musical canon?  If so, I’m not guilty of anything here.  I can respect New Order, and can even see the “Blue Monday” aspect in many, many musicians of today.  Am I finished here, Brian?  Or, do I somehow need to build a time machine and go backwards to when I was seven and re-create an entire emotional landscape so that I can enjoy New Order in the exact same way you did?  Brian believes that everyone must experience the past the same way he did, or otherwise they must go back and try to.  This is odd, and has nothing to do with the new Bear in Heaven album, in my opinion.  I played the video of “Procession” that Brian posted yesterday, and I hear about a gazillion things New Order does to influence modern music.  Now what?  I really don’t hear anything different than Blue Monday, however, which I like.  So, I like “Procession,” Brian.  Where do I go from here?  It didn’t change my outlook on the new music I’m listening to a single bit.

The argument could be made in Brian’s defense that literature moves in much the same way.  Uncle Tom’s Cabin, for example, must be rooted in its particular time period to understand its greatness.  I get it.  I spend most of my days telling kids that they must understand Beowulf in order to understand why they like the Rocky series so much.  So, I can agree with Brian in the sense that knowing influential canonical bands is useful.  Enjoying them and making it a point to require folks to listen to them?  This I do not agree with because of music’s isolated connection with listener emotion, and this, I feel, is more amplified with music than with literature.  Music is more mobile, on the go, and transient than literature is and, at least for me, I enjoy music based on where I am.  I will never enjoy New Order like Brian did, no matter how many times I listen to the back catalog.  It also doesn’t impact my enjoyment of new music because I don’t have to situate myself in a time period to enjoy it.

On the tracklist for today, we’ve got quite a bit of freakout for you this week and some unique twists on old favs, as well.  I think we’ve posted just about every version of Fool’s Gold’s “Surprise Hotel” this year, and we’ve got yet another mix here.  The Pains of Being Pure at Heart have finally released a full EP of many of the leaked singles, and the first track is available here, as well.  We’ve got a reworked version of “Iamundernodiguise” by School of Seven Bells.  Their deluxe edition of their stellar Alpinisms record is ready to hit the streets.  Enjoy the reworked track.  The rest of the list is a mixture of new leaks, including tracks from The Strokes’ Julian Casablancas, and a new Salem track.  Quite a unique and varietal list here today.  Have an excellent work week everyone and check back throughout the week for reviews of albums hitting the shelves soon.

The Pains of Being Pure at Heart – Higher Than The Stars

Salem – Frost

The Golden Filter – Thunderbird

Small Black – Despicable Dogs (Washed Out Remix)

Real Estate – Beach Comber

Julian Casablancas – 11th Dimension

Me Succeeds – My Main Discipline

School of Seven Bells – Iamundernodisguise (Alternate Version)

Active Child – Voice of an Old Friend

Fool’s Gold – Surprise Hotel (M.A.T.H.E.S. Remix)

Pretty Good Dance Moves – Leave Me Alone (Feat Bjorn Yttling)

This aptly titled post is in direct reference to both Jimi and, perhaps slamming headfirst into a cliche, the way I feel this week.  This primarily applies to our regular readers and not those of you visiting for the first time to snag an MP3.  Our regular readers are pretty aware that I use this weekly feature to bring a personal side to our work here at Citizen Dick.  During the week, we typically take a verbose and analytical stab at reviewing the best in emerging music.  On the weekends, however, we’re just as likely to cover Jackie Treehorn’s garden party as we are music.  Call it my little stab at irony, considering that many of you are showing up for the first time to get the new Islands track as opposed to listening to me gloat about what a kick ass week I’ve had.  With a keen ear for sarcasm, I suppose this Radio Dick is right up everyone’s alley in some twisted way.  I get to write a diary of sorts, and you get free tunes.  On some level we all win, and that’s okay by me.  This week’s a little different, however, because I’d like to cross pollinate this post with personal and musical variety.

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The first thing you’ll notice this week is that we’ve posted the new track, “Hands,” from The Dutchess & the Duke.  Their upcoming album Sunset/Sunrise on Hardly Art is already generating plenty of buzz even though the folks that share the Sub-Pop offices have done an excellent job of keeping this thing under tight wraps.  In our coverage of the Pitchfork Music Festival, James and I got the chance to catch their midday set on the first day and were immediately primed to hear this new material.  We’re going to hit a long-form review of the new record when we get it, but for now, we’re just happy to get a taste of a couple new tracks.  One of the first things we noticed in the live performance was how the busy Americana tilt was juxtaposed with some brazenly ominous lyrical content.  The band’s about as arrogant as a high school quarterback, nonchalantly busting through each track with outward disorganization, but yet a wicked underbelly of intelligence and smart guy musicianship.  It’s indie rock/folk at it’s finest and we’re stoked to hear this LP in full when it hits on October 6th.  You can pre-order through Hardly Art’s website today.

In other worthwhile news in my own world, school started this week and since I’m teaching 12th grade British Literature for the first time, I’ve got to create all of my lessons and material all over again.  For eight years I’ve taught the younger kids and it feels like I’m a first year teacher again.  Oddly, this has been entirely refreshing, and I’d encourage all of you to find something new at your place of employment.  Make a change, folks.  Monotony is such a taxing situation, and I’m experiencing this first hand.  I have a renewed spirit in the classroom, and things are going well.  My title to this post isn’t exactly about LSD or the wonders of inebriation.  Instead, it’s about my intoxicating excitement I’m feeling when I go to work each day.  I realize it’s only been a week, but I don’t see a letdown in sight.

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In my last little bit of babble for today, I’ve just been clued in on an interesting book Neil Postman wrote back in 1994 called The Disappearance of Childhood.  I’m familiar with Postman’s witty and post-modern philosphical works, having read Amusing Ourselves to Death and The End of Education quite a few years ago.  Oddly, this gem slipped past me.  The basic premise is that the concept of childhood is not really a biological reality, but instead a social construct.  Postman explains that our ideas of childhood actually began with the invention of the printing press, and that our current ideas of “adulthood” began when literacy became commonplace for the masses.  In other words, the older folk had access to all of the information and chose to give it to children in certain spurts.  School became ultimately important at this point.  In typical Postman fashion, he makes lofty statements and sometimes leaves ideas undersupported, but I find this entirely intriguing.  In the days gone by, looking at pictures of children actually shows kids dressing like adults and vice versa.  The division between adults and kids began when all adults had the capacity to digest media and read.  Kids began dressing like kids, and a huge division took place.  This was written years ago, but it becomes possibly more astute when looking at how media literacy is shortening that divide in today’s society.  Adults and kids dress more alike these days, and kids are experiencing “adult” things at a much more rapid and open pace than just two or three decades ago.  Because children a more socially literate and “see” things more rapidly than in the past, according to Postman, we’re jumping backwards to where this line gets blurred.  I suppose there’s not really a reason to banter about this on a Radio Dick post, other than to pass the read onto our readership and opine about how much this reinforces my enjoyment for what I do at work.  Language is so important, folks.

So as we enter another work week, here’s a grab-bag of tunes we’ve been spinning at Citizen Dick headquarters all week.  We’ve got some new leaks, a remix or two, and all get our stamp of approval.  Look for plenty of emerging music reviews for the rest of the week, and more discussion of these bands as their LP’s start to drop.  We hope you all enjoy your Sundays and getting back to the grind in a short 24 hours.

The Dutchess & The Duke – Hands

Islands – Vapours

Times New Viking – Move to California

Fool’s Gold – Nadine (Memory Tapes Version)

Slaraffenland – Open Your Eyes

The Postmarks – My Lucky Charm

Grand Archives – Oslo Novelist

Banjo or Freakout – Upside Down

The Swell Season – In These Arms

Headlights – Get Going

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Either I’m not doing  a good job of scheduling my summer or I’m just entirely too busy.  For this week’s Radio Dick, you once again find me far away from where I really want to be.  James is currently sitting at Lolla watching band after band throw down amazing sets.  From what I hear, the rainy Friday night has now subsided and things are back on track for the annual Chicago festival.  His incoherent texts that Kings of Leon put on a good set were slightly laughable, but nonetheless, I know he’s out there having a good time.  Last we spoke, his plans were to snag some good seats and send out plenty of coverage of the event throughout this week.

My weekend has been rewarding, but not for musical reasons.  My little sister just got her doctorate this weekend at Florida State University and I flew down here to see her get hooded.  It’s really quite amazing to see all of those grads lining up to receive their honors.  The PhD is obviously the pinnacle of success in the academic world and seeing her get this has been amazing.  The selfish part of me, however, wants to be up in Chicago rain or shine catching the festival. On the plus side, I got to see my family which is all too rare these days.  It’s always good to play some tunes for my old man and have him actually like it.  He’s completely into Vetiver and I’m pretty excited to ship that CD up to him this week.

Tallahassee is an interesting town, comprised of only two types of buildings.  Every structure seems to be either a state office or a Florida State campus building.  Mossy oaks line every street, and even though I could do without the 95% humidity down here, it’s really quite beautiful.  Since it’s graduation weekend, finding a place to score some food last night was a little more than frustrating.  Two hour wait times at nearly every restaurant forced us to go to a little bar and grill called “Cabos” way off of campus.  The interesting menu comprised of one-half seafood and one-half mexican burrito house was initially unappealing but left us all pretty good and stuffed.  If you ever make it into Tallhassee, try the Cabos burritos.  I sneakily suspect that even the students at FSU may not be up to speed on how good these things are.

All digressing and rambling aside, I mention all of this just to point out that I’m sitting in a hotel writing this week’s Radio Dick post.  I’ve got a pretty killer and fresh list here along with a couple of tracks we’ve been spinning for awhile and have neglected to get out into the ether for you.  Fool’s Gold’s killer track “Surprise Hotel” was just remixed by Micachu & the Shapes, Taken By Trees just leaked an awesome track, and a song from Castanets has also leaked.  Most of these songs are from albums that have yet released, so stay tuned for more in-depth reviews on them as they begin to drop. So as I sit here with a terrible wi-fi signal, it should be good for our readers to know it took me around three hours to get all these tracks uploaded and onto the site.  That’s the kind of dedication we have for you.  I’ll accept all forms of payment, including pats on the back.  Ultimately, these kind of weekends are the most difficult.  All of us are scattered around the country so it’s probably a good time to sign off and keep this brief.  Have a good work week and enjoy this week’s mix.  We’ve got some live show and album reviews hitting the site starting tomorrow.

Fool’s Gold – Suprise Hotel (Micachu & The Shapes Remix)

David Bazan – Bless this Mess

Throw Me the Statue – Hi-Fi Goon

Lake – Madagascar

Amanda Blank – Might Like You Better (Rusko Remix)

Castanets – Worn from the Fight (With Fireworks)

Taken by Trees – Watch the Waves

Brown Recluse – Contour and Context

The xx – Basic Space

The Raveonettes – Suicide

Lou Barlow – Gravitate

got it bad got it bad got it badJames is good at this post.  I’m just losing my Hodge Podge virginity, so bear with me.  I know that you wish Diamond Jim was easing sounds into your ear right now, but he’s got critical business in the Antilles to attend to, so I’m filling in.  With any luck, this won’t be a total trainwreck and we’ll be back to normal in seven days.  On with the Hodge Podge!

First up in the Hodge Podge this week is an insanely catchy tune from Los Angeles based explorers of all sounds African, Fool’s Gold.  Including members of Foreign Born, We are Scientists and The Fall, Fool’s Gold will have an album on shelves sometime in September.  This snippet of appealingly foreign syncopated rhythms, sneaky guitar lines, indecipherable lyrics and out-of-nowhere horns has us a tingle with anticipation.  Paul Simon’s Graceland is one of the first records that I remember interacting with on a legitimate level and I’m one of the last people on the internet who’ll admit to loving Vampire Weekend, so this kind of thing is right up my street.

“Surprise Hotel” – Fool’s Gold

You’re, no doubt, aware of our propensity to love noisy art rock (DD/MM/YYYY, Gay Beast, Chrystal Antlers…).  Occasionally, I feel like we really only review three or four records here at Citizen Dick:  the aforementioned noisy art rock record, the sensitive singer songwriter record (Alela Diane), the classic rock revivalist record (Pontiak) and the semi-twee folk record (The Peekers).  Then I remember that within those broad categories, there’s a lovely amount of diversity and intrigue.  And.  We probably hit records outside of those broadly brushed groups, right?  If not, I’m going to blame it on the marketplace and shirk all responsibility.  Anyway.  We somehow missed the April release of Pterodactyl’s Worldwild, which would have fit nicely into the noisy art rock record category.  To ameliorate that mistake, we’ve got a track for you today.

“First Daze” – Pterodactyl

Last up today is a track from an EP that I never got around to reviewing.  It was on my list of things to write, but kept shifting to the bottom.  No fault of the band in question certainly, but more a function of the fact that my assistant took a week of vacation at the worst possible time.  (That’s a joke.  I don’t give my assistant vacation.  Hah!  No, seriously.  I don’t have an assistant.  If you are looking for an “internship” in the blogosphere and would be interested in reading my e-mail, drop us a line in the comments.)  Dark Knights of Camelot fit nicely into the classic rock revivalist category with big crunchy power chords and thunder god style percussion.  If you’ve got a Trans Am with t-tops, you’re going to love it.  (That is intended as a complement, obviously.  Who among us that grew up in the 80s doesn’t wish they rolled into the office in the car from Smokey and the Bandit?)  We’re going to ride into the sunset with “Purple Undertones” cranking; the rest of the EP, Hurrication, is of similar quality and well worth checking out.  Dudes are from Mississippi and recorded three quarters of the thing live to preserve their raucous energy.  Good times.

“Purple Undertones” – Dark Knights of Camelot

No vault track this week because that’s how I roll.  I am a substitute teacher.  Yeah.

263x300-doctors_ordersWhen a single guy gets sick, what’s the best remedy?  I’m not a fan of the doctor’s office, so this is generally out of the question.  If there’s an OTC medication for whatever’s ailing me, I snatch it up at the local CVS and create a sort of DIY hospital in my bedroom.  I pop pills like a high school teenager whenever I catch a bug, and while I know this isn’t the best line of action, I still keep doing it.  Truth be told, I miss my mother.  She’s a long, four hour drive away and times like this week remind me that I don’t call her enough, and could probably use her nurse-like goodness several times a year.  This last bout was relatively unexpected.  Earlier in the week, I posted about how stoked I was to check out The Wooden Birds at Music Saves and Beachland Tavern.  I also raved about the upcoming Cotton Jones show and how I’d no doubt be slamming beers all Wednesday.  I also had this wicked conference to attend for 9 hours a day and my immune system decided to take a nap in the middle of all the chaos.  I missed all shows, nearly missed any blog posts, and generally holed myself up in my makeshift hospital crying for mommy.  It figures, too, because so much went down this week worth noting and discussing.  Such is life, I guess, but I’m back and healthy.  This is the good thing.  Today’s Radio Dick post includes quite a few tracks from upcoming albums, and some that have hit relatively recently.  I didn’t go to a doctor.  Who needs those hassles? I decided to spend my time reflecting on music and pills.  This seemed to draw me out of the muck.

Mj872James discussed his own Michael Jackson musings yesterday in his hodge-podge, and we’ve all been inundated with bizarre, heartbreaking, and unclear news blips at an alarming pace this week.  I wanted to share my own personal response to MJ and my opinions on the matter, as well.  To me, nobody’s going to question the outright brilliance of MJ, nor his influence on pop standards and culture.  It’s completely surreal to think of an American culture without even the wacky day-to-day news fodder MJ has enjoyed for the last ten years or so.  For people my age, this is probably the first major musical icon to die in our time.  Kurt Cobain, while tragic, isn’t in the same league as this one in my opinion.  When I think about the impact of this death, it’s horrifyingly similar to Elvis Presley’s death.  People are fingerpointing, autopsies are being redone, and at first, people speculated about whether or not it was real.  I’m awaiting all of the conspiracy theories this void will create, no doubt.  But, ultimately, I choose to mourn his passing for more personal reasons than anything else.  I remember my family sitting down at our radio when my dad first brought home the Thriller cassette.  We all sat around my family room listening to it over and over again.  The Florida vacation that year was straight MJ from Ohio to the Sunshine State and those songs are so firmly entrenched in my memory banks that no amount of time will dislodge them.  This, to me, is very important.  When one artist can so drastically paint a time period for our lives, all the weird baggage and oddball antics mean very little.  We don’t remember Michael because of Michael.  We remember him and mourn him because we mourn the loss of those times.  We connect all of those poppy jams with the rudimentary tasks of growing up in small towns, fumbling over our sexuality, swinging our first baseball bats, and a whole myriad of important youthful instances.  I never watched any of his interviews, or even gawked at the fall of the musical hero because of accusations or whimsical peculiarity.  Him dangling that baby over the railing had nothing to do with my memory of my father staying up late to watch the debut of the Thriller video, or how I took the Bad cassette into school to show everyone at my lunch table how cool I was.  Even in the later years, when tracks like “Remember the Time” were way too pop for my liking, I still heard the same MJ I knew from the early 80′s.  In his voice, I saw the red leather jacket and one glove.  I saw my family, and I saw my youth.  I think there’s a big gaping hole without MJ on the planet, to be quite honest.  At the same time, however, I found myself listening to tons of FM radio this weekend, and the outpouring and tribute onslaughts made me draw one key conclusion:  As a person, MJ doesn’t matter to me specifically.  As an artist, however, he was pivotal in who I am, and even with him gone, this enormously unique and iconic body of work is left here for us.  In the Radio Dick section, I posted a new Don Diablo track I got in my email yesterday, and it’s a nice tribute.

As for the remaining tracks, this one goes a bit more to my roots than the last few weeks.  Megafaun just allowed posting of “Kaufman’s Ballad,” one of my favorite tracks from their upcoming release, Gather, Form and Fly.  Fleet Foxes recorded a live BBC session earlier this week and a new track surfaced.  We have that, too.  The Avett Brothers twangy goodness is represented below in their latest preview track and Noah And The Whale’s newest track is blowing me away.  We’re going to be sponsoring Those Darlins in mid-July at Beachland, and we’re finally getting around to posting their new track, as the album just dropped this past Tuesday.  All in all, I went a little more countrified, but there are a few tracks here that hit the rap/bouncy/happy stuff, too.  I figured after all the craziness of this week, my Radio Dick post should be a bit sporadic.  Cheers everyone, and good luck with the daily grind this week….

Don Diablo – Song for MJ (Remember the Time)

Megafaun – Kaufman’s Ballad

Polvo – Beggar’s Bowl

The Avett Brothers – I and Love and You

Marina and the Diamonds – I am Not a Robot (Starsmith’s Remix)

Fool’s Gold – Surprise Hotel

Major Lazer – Baby (FIGURE Remix)

Those Darlins – Red Light Love

Florence and the Machine – Blinding

The Delfields – Ogres

Fleet Foxes – Blue Spotted Tail (Live from BBC)

Portugal. The Man – People Say

The Antlers – Two

Noah And The Whale – The First Days of Spring