From The Desk Of Bird Streets’ John Brodeur: Bill Hicks

Omnivore just released the self-titled debut album from Brooklyn’s Bird Streets (a.k.a. John Brodeur). In addition to self-releasing records over the past two decades, Brodeur also worked as a music journalist (poor guy). For Bird Streets’ debut, Brodeur enlisted Jason Falkner (Beck, Air, Paul McCartney, Jellyfish, etc.) as co-writer, co-player and producer, while Miranda Lee Richards and Luther Russell contribute to a few tracks as well. Brodeur will be guest editing magnetmagazine.com all week. Check out the Bird Streets track we premiered in June.

Brodeur: The government murdered Bill Hicks!

Wait, let me back up.

When I first heard of Bill Hicks, he was on an MTV comedy clip-show in 1989 or ’90. Even in such controlled doses, I thought he was hilarious—I’m pretty sure that, to this day, anytime I do what I think is an English accent, I’m really doing Bill Hicks’ Keith Richards from that early bit about cockroaches and nuclear war. (“I saw a bright light and thought we were on!”) He turned up on TV periodically after that, but certainly not often. In 1994 he died of pancreatic cancer, which still seems like some kind of twisted cosmic retelling of one of his most famous early bits. Where was Denis Leary’s helicopter?

Then, in 1997, Rykodisc issued his two posthumous discs, Arizona Bay and Rant In E-Minor, and finally being able to hear his work at length, I became a full-on convert. He questioned everything: the government, religion, mass media, even reality itself. He called out hypocrisy at every turn. His skepticism and anti-establishment leanings fit perfectly with my developing political point of view—having written a lengthy school report on the conspiracy theories surrounding the JFK assassination some years prior, I found a kinship in hearing him challenge the veracity of the official record in such a humorous way (“coup! coup!”). And as a recovering Catholic, I, too, wondered why we celebrate Easter by “telling our children a giant bunny rabbit left chocolate eggs in the night.” (A bit I share yearly on my social pages.)

Also he told killer dick jokes.

Hicks work still informs the way I think in some major ways. I can even appreciate the youthful ignorance in some of his early work, which serves to show how someone can evolve their thinking over a relatively short period of time. Bill Hicks showed me that it’s OK to not believe what “they” are telling you. Take a heroic dose, squeegee your third eye, and listen to the man: Bill Hicks is the truth.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to get to the meeting at the docks.

From The Desk Of Bird Streets’ John Brodeur: “Law And Order”

Omnivore just released the self-titled debut album from Brooklyn’s Bird Streets (a.k.a. John Brodeur). In addition to self-releasing records over the past two decades, Brodeur also worked as a music journalist (poor guy). For Bird Streets’ debut, Brodeur enlisted Jason Falkner (Beck, Air, Paul McCartney, Jellyfish, etc.) as co-writer, co-player and producer, while Miranda Lee Richards and Luther Russell contribute to a few tracks as well. Brodeur will be guest editing magnetmagazine.com all week. Check out the Bird Streets track we premiered in June.

Brodeur: No, no, not that Law And Order—I mean the 1981 Lindsey Buckingham album. I got into this record five or six years ago, and now I can’t go more than a month without hearing it in full. I find it strangely comforting. The airbrushed vampire on the jacket made almost every sound on this terrifically idiosyncratic record. From the yodeling and trilling vocal vibrato of “Bwana,” to the the layers of vocal harmonies that moan in the background of almost every tune, to the (predictably) brilliant guitar work, it sounds Lindsey locked himself in a cheap hotel room with an eight-ball and a delay pedal and just went to town. Law And Order spawned a top 10 single (the sterling “Trouble”), but moments like the weekend-bender-in-song-form “That’s How We Do It In L.A.” and the woozy cover of Kurt Weill’s “September Song” are what makes it such a rewarding longplayer. This is the sound of one of rock’s most legendarily self-important artists not at all taking himself seriously.

From The Desk Of Bird Streets’ John Brodeur: Fender Mustang Bass

Omnivore just released the self-titled debut album from Brooklyn’s Bird Streets (a.k.a. John Brodeur). In addition to self-releasing records over the past two decades, Brodeur also worked as a music journalist (poor guy). For Bird Streets’ debut, Brodeur enlisted Jason Falkner (Beck, Air, Paul McCartney, Jellyfish, etc.) as co-writer, co-player and producer, while Miranda Lee Richards and Luther Russell contribute to a few tracks as well. Brodeur will be guest editing magnetmagazine.com all week. Check out the Bird Streets track we premiered in June.

Brodeur: The Fender Mustang is the short-scale bass as far as I’m concerned. The only one that can make a set of flatwound strings sound halfway decent. I’m told it’s because of the the string-through body design, which gives it terrific sustain. I have a ’69 Mustang that’s my favorite instrument. Mojo for miles. It was apparently “born” on March 17, 1969, which may explain why it’s turned from blue to green over the years. Now, I wouldn’t call myself a bassist by trade—anytime I play a full-size bass it quickly devolves into a wrestling match—but I can do the rock on a Mustang. It’s my favorite bass for recording because it takes up a narrower frequency range, so the tone is more focused and easier to place in a mix. And, for all the haters out there that say they lack low end, just stop it. Your low B string sounds like shit, dude.

Also they just look cool.

Take it from me, and if not from me, take it from Bill Wyman, Tina Weymouth, Chris Murphy (Sloan), Justin Meldal-Johnsen, or any of the other legendary badasses that have played this fine instrument: The Mustang is where it’s at.

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From The Desk Of Bird Streets’ John Brodeur: “Yo! MTV Raps”

Omnivore just released the self-titled debut album from Brooklyn’s Bird Streets (a.k.a. John Brodeur). In addition to self-releasing records over the past two decades, Brodeur also worked as a music journalist (poor guy). For Bird Streets’ debut, Brodeur enlisted Jason Falkner (Beck, Air, Paul McCartney, Jellyfish, etc.) as co-writer, co-player and producer, while Miranda Lee Richards and Luther Russell contribute to a few tracks as well. Brodeur will be guest editing magnetmagazine.com all week. Check out the Bird Streets track we premiered in June.

Brodeur: To help triangulate just where I was at, pop-culturally, in the mid-to-late ’80s, please consider the following facts: My first cassette was Licensed To Ill; my first CD was Mama Said Knock You Out; I know every word to “The Humpty Dance.” I loved rap music from the first time I heard it, which could only have been “Rapture.” What was not to love? Old-school hip hop was elemental—rhythmic and catchy, with lyrics that were easy to process and memorize. The clothing was fresh, and the breakdancing was mesmerizing. When rap had its crossover moment, with Run-DMC and the Beastie Boys, I was so there for it. I’m pretty sure I wanted to be a rapper for a few years. My parents didn’t like rap, so I knew it must be really cool.

By 1988, I was already hooked on radio, but cable was new in my family’s house, and now we had MTV, and MTV was in its prime. This coincided with the “golden age” of hip hop, which was in full flourish by ’88. The genre was truly wide open during the years that followed, and Yo! MTV Raps was there to document the genre’s incredible growth. Originally a weekend show hosted by Fab 5 Freddy, the Yo! I remember best is the weekday version, hosted by Ed Lover and Doctor Dre (no relation) and with a Today tacked onto the title. The show aired at 4:30 EST, if memory serves, which tucked comfortably between whatever cartoons I was rolling with at the time. (Probably DuckTales.) Every day Ed and Dre would clown around hard—y’all remember the Ed Lover Dance?—while bringing new faces and voices into my rather sheltered suburban universe every afternoon. Eric B. and Rakim. Ice-T. N.W.A. Slick Rick. Tribe. De La. Big Daddy Kane. Boogie Down Productions. Public Enemy preached militancy over abrasive sound collages, while Kool Moe Dee rapped about how good he was at rapping over prototypical New Jack Swing. Like I said, wide open. The show sputtered to an end in 1995, but it left a mighty long shadow. Yo! is a crucial piece of music history.

From The Desk Of Bird Streets’ John Brodeur: The Grays’ “Ro Sham Bo”

Omnivore just released the self-titled debut album from Brooklyn’s Bird Streets (a.k.a. John Brodeur). In addition to self-releasing records over the past two decades, Brodeur also worked as a music journalist (poor guy). For Bird Streets’ debut, Brodeur enlisted Jason Falkner (Beck, Air, Paul McCartney, Jellyfish, etc.) as co-writer, co-player and producer, while Miranda Lee Richards and Luther Russell contribute to a few tracks as well. Brodeur will be guest editing magnetmagazine.com all week. Check out the Bird Streets track we premiered in June.

Brodeur: I made an album with Jason Falkner?! No way! (It’s in stores now.)

This is a Big Freakin’ Deal for me—I was a fan of the dude’s work for almost 20 years before we became friends. Jellyfish was one of my favorite bands in high school, and Jason’s solo debut Author Unknown was one of the guideposts that led me to one-man-band my first solo record. Despite the novelty having died down a bit, I still get that OMG feeling sometimes when listening to the music that so inspired me in those formative years, particularly this brilliant 1994 album by the Grays, Falkner’s band along with Jon Brion, secret weapon Buddy Judge and drummer Dan McCarroll, a fellow Albany expat who went on to become president of Capitol and Warner Bros. Just an absurd collection of talent. Along with my beloved Sloan, this band and record was one of the reasons I attempted being part of a multi-songwriter band in the late ’90s. (That didn’t last long.)

Beavis & Butt-head may have panned it, but “Very Best Years” is some incredibly easy listening.