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Category: Davey Dreamnation (page 10 of 31)
Davey Dreamnation (not pictured) was conceived during the playing of a Genesis L.P. in April 2001. A legend in his own signature drawstring jarmies, a colossus of lo-fidelity, a harbinger of jitches and drum fills and ‘the Skylab of his generation’, Davey describes himself as an Australasian pirate who lives in the third person, and that’s good enough for us. Davey is apparently fluent in Esperanto and enjoys ice hockey and Joy Division. Read posts from the last five or ten years, then consider for a moment a world without Davey. Sad, isn’t it?
Once again, Davey Dreamnation has confounded his critics by reaching the Number 1 spot on the MP3.com.au lo-fi albums charts. That’s right, Davey’s sophomore album, Recognition Of Prior Learning has reached #1 for the second time. Davey wishes to thank Stung, Scaramouche and Quito for their efforts and support over the years. Read it and weep, fans.
Come ere, your uncle Clint wants to say something to ya. This is a heads up, okay, and I’m not gunna repeat anything so this is thinking time, right? Right. Shoulders back. Heads up, backs straight. Knees pressed together, shoelaces tied separately. Eyes open, mouth shut. Pencils down, balloons up. Please use graph paper for all notes. Clag has been dispensed. Today’s tuckshop menu has been cancelled. Complimentary apricot delights will be administered prior to your polio injections. Girls, boys. Attention, please. This will only take a moment. Why are you not wearing your sports uniform? I’m not interested in whether you got dacked at the school assembly or not. It serves you right for wearing leopard print underpants to school in the first place. The silkworm experiment has been declared a complete failure. As an alternative, you will all be involved in the painting of a large-scale mural on the side of the Myer building. Most of our work will be done under cover of darkness. I’m sure you know why that is, so don’t ask. That’s called rhetoric. We don’t have time to explore the many levels of irony today, children. Please turn to page (x) of whatever John Marsden book we’re reading at the moment. Yes, that one will do. Right. It’s time for a bit of U.S.S.R. Not a peep out of any of you for a good half-hour. All right, you can go to the bubblers. Walk, please. That’s not good enough, you’ll have to wait. I don’t know. What? Yes, that’s right, what he said. Books open please. Mouths shut. Where are you going? No, no, no. Detention is this afternoon. We’ll be there for as long as it takes. I don’t have anything better to do.
Nearly one year on from its original release, Davey Dreamnation’s barnstorming sophomore album continues to weave its spell, sitting at #3 on the lo-fi album charts. The continued success of both the album and follow-up singles “tribesco” and “48 Bars” has increased speculation that athird album can’t be too far off. Sources close to the demented pop tart refused to either confirm or deny the rumours, choosing instead to offer a series of alternate rumours, some of them so alarming it would not do to print them here.
Does it matter if I ask the ladies so many questions? Do you ever wear lycra? Your make-up looks smudged, or is that a trail of mustard on your top lip? Do you like cream buns? What’s the current temperature beneath your armpit? Why does lettuce go soggy anyway? Have you been to Uranus? Why won’t you talk to me? Do you have problems expressing your emotions? Come on, admit it, you’re in love with that guy from The Strokes and you secretly write fan fiction based on your imaginary encounters, don’t you? Oh come on, are you telling me you don’t know what I’m talking about? Are you alive? What makes you happy? Does Run Lola Run make you cry? Would it make a difference if I said it made me cry? Why do you persist with these vile rumours about us? Don’t you know I have feelings too? Do you think germs have to spread? What’s wrong with you anyway?