Lan City Radio Episode 10 - Sunday Morning Mixtape

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Ah, fuck, I made this mix for Sunday Morning, but it’s already Sunday afternoon, even though I made this on Friday. I missed the boat. Oh, well, listen to it anyway, Sunday evening or Sunday afternoon. This isn’t so much of a “Wicked DJ Mix”. It’s more about the songs. I mean everything has been pretty hectic and sad recently because snow is hard to deal with. The songs on this mix are beautiful and hopeful and emotional. They make you want to change your life and end it at the same time. They are some of my favorite songs.

Here is the track list for you for you guys who can’t find their own songs.

• Chet Baker - I Get Along Without You (DJ 0.000001 Remix)
• Orchestra Marimba Chiapas - Frenesi
• Low Motion Disco - Things Are Going To Get Easier
• Grimes - Beast Infection
• Villa Dinamante - Juana Molina vs. Benga
• Bingo - Lumière
• Andreya Triana - A Town Called Obsolete (Mount Kimbie Remix)
• Ratatat - Cherry
• Javelin - At Home In The Sea
• Elvis Presley - First In Line

Lan City Radio Episode 9 - Dave Parle’s Facebook Page

Dear Everyone,

Dave Parle is one of my good friends. I met him through music and he gave me my first residency in Dublin a couple of years ago in Crawdaddy. In return, I broke his ribs and got too drunk to DJ at the Electric Picnic festival last year in the Antics tent. Now, It’s my turn to give back. I made this mix especially for him. I write poems about him too and I have a photo collage of him on my wall. I also cut our names into trees with a heart surrounding them. I love you, Dave. It’s been real.

Download: Lan City Radio Episode 9 - Dave Parle’s Facebook Page

This is the track list, yo.

• 9th Ward Tea - Pulla Muscle (Gutta Bounce Remix)
• Glass Actor - Distraction
• DJ Dus - Soy Yo!
• Balkan Beat Box - Adir Adirim (Nickodemus Remix)
• Lewis CanCut - Cumbia Theme (Cumbia Cosmonauts Remix)
• Thornato - iLove Cause
• Gameboy/ Gamegirl - Go 2 Skool (Tranter’s Club Dub)
• Talking Heads - First Week/ Last Week…Carefree
• DJ Semi - Love Ya
• Saadi - Clotheslines (Douster Remix)
• Samo Sound Boy - Wacka Flocka (LOL Boys Remix) 
• Ciara - Deuces (Nguzunguzu  Remix)
• M.I.A. - It Takes A Muscle

Lan City Radio Episode 8 - Dolce Merda

My name is Orlando FitzGerald. My first name is ridiculously mismatched to my second name as is the name of my friend, Gianni Clifford. We can’t think of a good Italian second name for us to share, can you help us? Gianni is the special picture designer who designed the Lan City Banner at the top of the screen. Check out his blog; Dolce Merda.

I made this mix in exchange for his sweet designing skills.

Download: Lan City Radio Episode 8 - Dolce Merda

The track list is totally awesome and here is it:

• Gold Panda - Snow & Taxis
• Alex Winston - Choice Notes (Tomb Crew Remix)
• Chew Lips - Slick (Jim-E Stack Remix)
• Mike Monday - Grace (Justin Martin remix)
• Kit Klitt - Guča-Flavoured Boobshaker
• Maxwell - Bad Habits (Dave Nada Club Mix)
• Mc Marcelly & Mc Koringa - No Calor Da Madrugada
• Schlachthofbronx - Ayoba (Kloseline Remix)
• Littlefoot - Sell My Soul
• Zomby - Rumours & Revelations
• Ciara - 1, 2 Step (Caving Remix)

My First and Only Published Writing.

Here is an article I wrote about my Pops. It got published in this months issue of Totally Dublin, to look at the article as it appears in the magazine click here and it’s on page 57 or you can just read it here.

        Babes and Newspapers

Okay, so yeah, I’m writing an article about how great my Daddy is. So what? I know it’s not “cool” to be down with your parents, but I don’t care. His name is Anthony FitzGerald and I only recently started seeing my Pops as an extraordinary man. I mean, I always loved him as my pops, but I never realized how badass he was until a couple of years ago. I pretty much have all my good music based memories from my childhood with my dad. Some of my earliest memories include listening to Talking Heads on full volume in the back of Dad’s Audi and flicking through his record collection. On top of the things most kids know about their parents I’ve learnt a few more interesting facts while snooping around for this article that have really made me wonder why I haven’t heard about them before. If I was all grown up like him, I would probably bring them up all the time. 

Pop’s musical tastes and his involvement in music started off humbly. Living in the small town of Cirencester meant that the first music he heard was the likes of Davy Crockett on the Wild Frontier, that was until the Beatles came along and really started to open up everything in the eyes of an eight year old. Like a lot of people his age, he remembered listening to the famous pirate radio show “Radio Luxembourg” under his bed sheets on transistors with a single earplug under the blanket which widened his world of listening revenue further.

When I started DJing a couple of years ago, Pops off handedly said, “Oh, you know I used to DJ?”. DJ DAD. what? no way. Yes way. Back in England in the early 1970s, when he was in college, my dad used to “play the decks” with his musician friend, Rory, under the name “The Wandering Wizard”. Pops being really social used to get all the gigs, and Rory was involved in the technical aspects, such as building the sound system. They both used to split the DJ sets half and half except it was more like Pops doing one third, because he was off chatting up girls, to the extent his friends often referred to the “wandering hands of Wizard Ant”. Pops was real good at persuading people because they used to get gigs all the time from posh birthday parties in stately homes to supporting Tina Turner at the May Ball in Cirencester. Dad’s “signature tune” at the time was Friday on my Mind by the Easybeats, which says a lot about his state of mind. AM I RIGHT?

Unfortunately, all good things have to come to an end and with my dad’s mind obviously not on his course in Cirencester Agricultural College, he failed his exams and was kicked out. As he seemed to have an interest in racehorses and their breeding, his parents decided to “punish” him by “forcing” him to go to work in a stud farm (oh no! totally harsh), first in Kentucky and then in the humid swamps of Florida. While, fooling around with horses in America in 1973 my dad came across the record “Such a Night” by Dr. John, a piece of music he would remember all his life and eventually introduce me to (hooray!). Being young and reckless Anthony got fired from the first stud farm for accidentally sticking a pitchfork into the knee of a valuable Yearling, hours before it was to go on sale, and from the second stud farm for being involved in a “ruckus” as he put it (no further details were divulged so I can only come to the conclusion he was involved in some sort of full blown cowboy style bar brawl). 

Disheartened he gave up hope of becoming a champion horse breeder and bought an open-ended  greyhound bus ticket and crossed the Southern States of the USA until he ended up in a casino in Las Vegas where he lost all his money in a single night at the tables. Waking up broke and hungover in Las Vegas obviously came as a shock (although I’m sure it happens a lot). The next day he used his bus ticket for the final time and travelled non stop to sanctuary with a family friend in Toronto, Canada where he stayed for a few weeks before returning to England where he predictably wasn’t made particularly welcome by his parents.

In England and 21, Pops was given the choice of joining the army or working in Lloyds of London. The choice seemed obvious so it was off to London to work in insurance which wasn’t the most fun imaginable, but at night time he could go out and enjoy London in the hey day of the mid 1970s. He changed jobs a couple of times and then got a job insuring race horses, which was better paid and with a car and a much better job than most of his friends had. He had a lot of rich clients because it was the racing business, so he was often brought along for the high rolling ride. He frequented clubs  such as Francoise (otherwise known as “Frankie’s”), Raffles in the Kings Road and the Village Casino in Lower Sloane Street. On the weekends he often went back to the country to spend time as a hippie, attending festivals like Glastonbury and Stonehenge. He stayed in London happily until a moment of spiritual enlightenment set him free and he decided to quit his job in what he had grown to see as a “rotten business”. With no job and a considerable amount of money that he had made working in Lloyds (a sum that what would now be the equivalent of £200,000) he decided to go travelling again.

Throughout the early 1980s he wasn’t in London a lot as he was off enjoying the world. On top of other things he remembers the wildness of the Mud Club in New York and his surprise on entering the famously controversial club, Limelight to find it was a converted church with dancers atop the altar. Apart from America, the Far East and a round the world trip, Pops spent a lot of time in India pursuing his hobby of Yoga and exploring the country’s beauty and culture. Staying on Barga Beach, one night in Goa, he remembers feeling mesmerized by the beauty of a drum circle put together by some travelling Dutch artists who he had befriended. He also mentions vying for the affection of one of the singer’s girl friends that night by breaking spontaneously into song (he doesn’t have the most tuneful singing voice, so he sadly, but predictably lost the singing battle). When he was at home in London in 1984 on a break from his travels he met my mother.

If I was to sum up Pops I could cite many things. I could talk about great times we have shared, like seeing David Byrne live together or  moments he has helped me in my life. I could talk about the arguments we have had or the times he has schooled me for dumb things like smoking cigarettes or being irresponsible. I could pick out traits we have in common or I could talk about anything. But, I think I like the following dumb story about him the most. I don’t know what it means, but It makes me feel amazing. I was on holiday in Cuba with my parents over the summer and they had gone to the beach together for the day while I had stuck around the house. Returning from the beach I asked “Hey Pops, were there any babes on the beach?” He replied saying how he had been reading his newspaper and not noticed. “Pops. That’s all you’re about; Babes and Newspapers”. He paused and turned to me. “No”, he corrected. “Babes or Newspapers”.

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So, that’s it. Here are a couple of songs to go with the article. Songs that were mentioned and that we have shared.

This song was my father’s signature tune when he was a DJ growing up living in England. I’m not really into this, but it suited the rock and roll style dancing of the dancers that my pops played to.

The Easybeats - Friday On My Mind 

This song by Dr. John is amazing. Probably one of my favorite songs of all time. Pops first heard it in America when he was my age.

Dr. John - Such A Night

This song is Pops favorite song by our favorite band.

Talking Heads - Heaven

…and this is the first song I remember hearing by them. It was when I was being driven around in the back seat of Pops car in Wicklow.

Talking Heads - Hey Now