My Dick

My Dick’s Double Full-Length Release answers the question: what would happen if some of the biggest pop songs of the 1970s, 80s and 90s, featured the word ‘dick’ or words ‘my dick’ in place of some of the other lyrics. (You know – that question that everybody always asks).

These “rewrites”, recreated as – I think – loving pastiches are a fine tribute to the banality of pop lyrics.

You’ll be humming along in no time – because you know the songs already. But you don’t know the My Dick versions.

Fast Dick is the best Tracy Chapman cover you’ll ever hear (the original being Fast Car). “Somebody’s got to take care of my dick/so I quit school and that’s what I did”. Elsewhere there’s Dick On My List (where once it was Hall & Oates’ Kiss On My List), Everybody My Dick Tonight (Wang Chung) and Sting’s Fields Of Dick – most fitting given the, erm, lengths he goes to.

Just when you think these guys are ramming it home, as it were, point hammered over and over, there are some genuine surprises, and plenty of laugh-out-loud moments. Springsteen’s Dancing In The Dark is a lot better song – to my ears – as Dancing In My Dick and even if I don’t really mean that I would hope it prompts you to take a look at My Dick; erm, take a listen that is…

Instead of singing the obvious in this case – Dancing with my dick, to stay true to the original it is still a party on the inside: dancing in my dick.

You either find this funny. Or you don’t.

It’s Nigel Tufnel’s fine line between stupid and clever.

Frank Zappa and Ween fans could be appalled at this low level satire. South Park fans might see the genius in this. Because it’s there, waggling right in front of your face. Even if for only a second (listen).

You can buy from Bandcamp – name your price. And there’s plenty of other merchandise besides.