Dada, "Dizz Knee Land" (1992)
- MichaelTurnerXY
- Nov 28, 2019
- 1 min read
This is the track that started it all. Somehow a couple months back, it randomly popped into my head, flooding me with memories, and inspiring the beginnings of this playlist and corresponding content series.
As a painfully unathletic pre-teen, pseudo-sissy-but-mostly-just-poorly-socialized-weird-kid in the suburbs of north Dallas County — growing up in a conservative evangelical family of serious Cowboys football fans that venerated Tom Landry alongside Ronald Reagan and the Apostle Paul — the ironic, rebellious take on the common, recognizable trope exclaimed annually by inaccessibly hyper-masculine, adrenaline-saturated heroes of the zeitgeist at their triumphant moment of Super Bowl glory was not lost on me, even at 12. I immediately connected, or more like latched on, to a track that, while accessible, also sounded ultra-modern to me and wasn’t afraid to literally give the finger to a sitting president. It seemed dangerous and made me very uncomfortable. But it also seemed to me a joyful and brazen celebration of not giving a fuck about football, nor by extension, the opinions of football fans or the pressures and expectations of a dominant cultural paradigm which celebrated that fandom as a prime and incontrovertible social virtue. And I was completely drawn in by it. Along with “My Sister” by The Julianna Hatfield Three, it was probably the first cassette single I ever purchased.
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