Dick In The Air

Actual text exchange with James (yesterday):

James: I demand you listen to the song Dick In The Air by Peaches and review it for the blog.



Now, I don’t own any of Peaches’ records, and the only thing I know about her was her appearance on the Henry Rollins Show, ages ago. That performance was good, if a little contrived, but I liked the music for its brash, punk rock attitude.

Why was James asking me to play this song and write about it for you? Let’s find out!

Haha what the fuck is this. It sounds like a knob-twiddling sample and a song sketch, not really a whole song. But then again, I don’t know much about this type of music, so maybe this is genius on some level and I haven’t a clue. It’s pure electronic, and has a really annoying siren noise all the way through it that I could definitely do without. It also completely lacks energy. I could swear I heard her yawn.

The lyrics are juvenile and therefore mostly hilarious, like they were written by a 5 year old boy. As my lovely wife said (when she heard it with me), “It’s probably some commentary on all the twerking and shake your ass rap songs out there.” True that. Still, I’d put this on par with something like Short-Dicked Man, for level of maturity and desire to play it more than once (read: not).

I can see why James would find it hilarious, though. It’s high comedy, and I surely hope it was intended as such.

So, um, thanks James?

And hey, because you rock, here she is performing it on the Strombo Sessions. Look how seriously he’s taking her! Haha his face is almost funnier than the song itself.


And here’s the Rollins Show song. Haha the shorts!

10 thoughts on “Dick In The Air

  1. James Kalyn says:

    “Why was James asking me to play this song and write about it for you?”

    Because Mika and I were listening to music while driving – some Spotify playlist of Polaris long list albums – and your favourite song came on, I Can’t Feel My Face by The Weeknd. And as we discussed your hatred of it, this dick song was the next one up and so I wanted to know what you’d think of it. And now I know.

    My reaction to it was largely: “…the fuck?”


    1. keepsmealive says:

      Haha I thiught my ears were burning! It was you talking about me! Man, that I Can’t Feel My Face. Stupid stupid stupid song. I mean, smart, so full of hooks and catchy as hell, but stupid stupid stupid song.

      Yup, “…the fuck?” was in my review too! Haha. I mean, I get it, she’s saying the dudes need to put themselves out there as much as the girls do, in those rap videos and stuff. That’s fine. Everybody’s got a body, go for it if you wanna. But the song, while funny enough, isn’t one I need to hear more than this once!

      Actually, I’m impressed they played this on the radio.


    1. keepsmealive says:

      Did you also know that she used to be Feist’s roommate?

      “In Toronto, before rising to fame, she lived above Come As You Are with fellow recording artist Feist. Feist worked the back of the stage at Peaches’ shows, using a sock puppet and calling herself “Bitch Lap Lap”.”

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