When a friend of mine was looking through my records last week, he came to a halt when he arrived at the Dandi Wind Sleeping Beauty 7”, which features a bathing-suit-clad-but-certainly-not-tacky Dandi on the front cover, and a nuggety yet sweet-looking dog on the back. Needless to say he didn’t share my fantasy of folicing on the beach with that dog and maybe climbing a tree The Breed-style, (except this time the dog wouldn’t be inexplicably homicidal) with it afterwards, but he did put the record into the “I’m borrowing this, ok?” pile. I hoped it was because he hadn’t heard of Dandi Wind before and was curious, but when you’re dealing with boys I find you can always give them too much credit so he’d probably just silently transferred my folicing on the beach sentiment to a more desirable host. But creepy fantasies aside (his, not mine, I just wanted to frolic with the dog), he messaged me later that night with a, “she’s super hot, but I don’t get it.”
Unlike many artists I try to introduce my more “mainstream” friends to, when it comes to Dandi Wind, once they say they don’t get it, I pretty much just let it go. You either love it or you don’t. The fantastic thing is if you do love it, and visit it often enough, that musical manifestation of a string of raw pork sausages slung around the tiny neck of a pretty girl that is Dandi Wind is not as abrasive and inhospitable as it might initially seem. With familiarity comes accessibility and a keener ear to appreciate the myriad merits of each single track, whereas a newcomer might find themselves lost in something intriguing yet possibly “sameish.” To the keener ear that sameishness becomes a brilliant consistency in the sound which Dandi and her equally endearing musical partner, Szam Findlay, feverishly maintain, and their sophomore album, Yolk of the Golden Egg bears no exception. It will be released via SLUM/Tell me Records on September 2nd, and if I could make everyone break their appalling (*cough*) illegal-download habit just once, it would be for Dandi Wind.
- bec
wow that is creepy.
Friends of mine in Perth, Of Cabbages And Kings, made some jewellery for Dandi Wind. Maybe some clothes too. Will dig out the article…
Yeah, I should probably disown him. Or give him the benefit of the doubt. And I want a dog.
i want a kitten. It might be because I have been looking at too many lolcats.
I want a kitten.
lolcats = happiness. I’ll send you the best one ever.
if you get a cat before i move in, i will disown you forever. i’m wildly allergic to the adorable little balls of histamine, and, as a result, despise them. with all my heart. lolcat or no. lolpuppies, now we’re talking.
lolpuppies are the lamest things ever. They’re only funny when they involve lolcats. I don’t understand how one can be so awesome, and the other one can be so so lame.
i think it’s because people are less fanatical about dogs. And maybe cats do funnier things? No idea.
And Luke don’t worry. I have no intention of inflicting this house and my schedule on a kitten.
You can borrow my cat, Ned. Then he can rifle through your pantry and leave your fridge door open once he’s done raiding it.
my housemate already has that job…
Wait! How the hell does your cat open the fridge door?!?!
That’s what I’d like to know!! I wouldn’t mind so much if he’d just close the door when he’s done.
Oh and he also knows how to open my bedroom door now. He’s figured out door handles. That cat is evolving at an alarming rate and it’s only a matter of time before he figures out how to usurp me and take over the apartment. I’ll be sleeping with one eye open from now on…