In the tradition of everything barnestorming and brill, [dnrc] has reached a massive milestone, just one day after the completion of the EvilWealth Games: namely, its fiftieth release. In just over a year of operation, [dnrc], the record label set up and made famous by the hard-working, committed and just-a-little-bit-deluded maestro of the signature jarmy, Davey Dreamnation, has earnt a reputation for backing artists who have never been heard of, and then deleting their entire ouevre, to the chagrin of fans and the delight of rarity-obsessed collectors. Hence, releases by The Guide Ponies, The Cruns, Mead and (most recently) Super Grope, which could have garnered a massive listening audience, have instead been consigned to the dustbin marked “sad” and, on the other side, “deleted”. You may never hear these records out loud. However, you can be certain that the massive archiving effort that is the [dnrc] website will one day rival the one currently being set up by Snoogle and the Camp Davey Public Library. Impossibly seething, certainly deluded and caustically non-Romantic, Davey Dreamnation told reporters today that, had it not been for the so-called death of his close friend Stung (a fine Sting impersonator from New Zealand), and the emotional support provided by his muse, Scaramouche the llama, [dnrc] might never have even got off the ground. “That’s right,” the gifted flautist was quoted as saying, “just turn right at Swanston Street, cross the bridge and you’ll see the freaking fish on your left. Have a nice freaking day. Turkeys.”
