I dunno about you, but I could use a pick-me-up.
I fell while running last night. It was dark, the sidewalk was uneven, and I ate it in spectacular fashion. My hands got pretty scraped up, but the wounds to my pride cut much deeper. If I had to use one word to describe the feeling I had when I was lying on the pavement, it would probably be “dorky.” There’s something really lame about that type of sports injury, because it brings into focus just how un-rugged modern life can be. It’s not like my hands got torn up while fending off a lion or building a log cabin. I was jogging. In the ‘burbs. Listening to my iPod. Wearing neon-colored clothes. And I fell.
So like I said, I need a pick-me-up, and I’m looking to you, Dan Deacon. Just yesterday, I came across a 37-minute mashup masterpiece of his, called Wish Book Volume 1, and you better believe I’m playing it on repeat until my humors return to normal. In crafting Wish Book, Deacon has drawn from all over the musical spectrum (if you’re curious you can find a full list of artists in the track’s Soundcloud description) to create something that’s eclectic, energetic and characteristically frenetic – exactly the type of enveloping, serotonin-oozing experience one needs to pick one’s self up off the metaphorical, skin-scattered sidewalk. In a way, it reminds me of something I read on Pitchfork Editor-in-Chief Mark Richardson’s Tumblr yesterday. It was a quote from Death Grips drummer Zach Hill, and part of it went like this…
It’s like taking a pill that makes you super-human.
The context was very different — Hill was talking about how listening to music through headphones can help young people block out bullying — but the message of music as miraculous medicine rings true, no matter how dorky and self-inflicted my malady may be. In this way, Wish Book is just what the doctor ordered (sorry, I had to), and the fact that Deacon’s assembled it purely for our enjoyment is cause enough to place him in the newly established You Hear That Internet Good Guy Hall of Fame, along with inaugural member Rostam Batmanglij.
Hear the whole thing below, and be sure to keep an ear out for how he uses “A Milli” — I’ve heard that verse remixed approximately 3,853 times, but this arrangement harnesses Weezy’s natural emphasis in a (shockingly) new and refreshing way.