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The Endless Bummer’s Summer Mixtape Vol. II and Literary Vignette

1. Someday by The Growlers [00:00]
2. Ruby Soho (Rancid Cover) by Jimmy Cliff [04:47]
3. To The Lighthouse (Millionyoung Remix) by Memoryhouse [07:47]
4. Bucktown by Smif-n-Wessun [11:22]
5. Shitty by Pangea [15:53]
6. With Your Suit and Tie On (Marvin Gaye x Justin Timberlake) by RRod [17:53]
7. The Beach by Jonathan Richman [22:02]
8. Hearts of Fools by Still Corners [24:47]
9. Shawty is Da Shit (Giraffage Remix) by The Dream [28:39]
10. Two Weeks by Scott & Charlene’s Wedding [33:43]
11. Step to My Girl by Souls of Mischief [36:45]
12. Took My Heart by Travis Bretzer [41:56]
13. I Never Dreamed by The Cookies [44:42]
14. The Error by CJ Fly (Prod. by Cookin’ Soul) [47:28]
15. Girl Watcher by The O’Kaysions [50:47]
16. Memories by Hunter Cottle (Prod. by The Ambassador) [53:20]

Independence Day

The clock’s hand was at a 90 degree angle. Mickey’s red 8-speed rolled along the black tar top of Clovercrest Park with a gentle glide. It was morning; the neighborhood’s alarm clocks had not quite rung, but Mickey was far above the lazy sleepiness of his suburb, he was wide awake. With coffee in his blood and sleep lifting off his eyes, he began the summer’s daily route. The first stop happened to be his family’s friends, the Burtons. The 8 speed’s front tire came to a stop, parking itself directly in front of the family’s walkway. Mickey lowered his arm back, grabbed a newspaper and flung it toward their home. Inside, Mickey saw Patrick Burton, the father, drinking coffee and watching CNBC. The man waved at the diligent teenager from inside his home. Mickey went on and rolled toward his favorite part of the route: Garden Street. It was a long downhill road, the canopies of large oak trees bent over the road as if trying to kiss, the houses hidden by vines and suburban vegetation, peeked out from behind the arms of their green captors with mysterious curiosity—it was something out of a movie. Today, however, was different.

Mickey peddled for a good fifteen minutes but never reached the beautiful trail’s conclusion. No end in sight. House after house. Brown roof after brown roof. The clock’s hand now rested at 180 degrees. Mickey passed a family barbecuing outside. The wife’s bosomy red and white picnic patterned dress waved hello to him as he passed. He smiled and continued peddling. He came upon a group of shaggy haired elementary students perfecting their kick flips in the middle of the street. They waved and said what’s up dude and continued their fun. Strange, Mickey thought, he had never seen any of these people—where were the Cheevers? the Thortons? He began to wonder if he had taken a wrong turn. The red 8 speed rolled through a public sports field complex. Families were laughing and swimming and pissing in the country club’s chlorine tank, big brothers were dunking little brothers. Kids ran around the diamond field. It was something out of a movie. White-Anglo-Saxon-Protestant families bounced fuzzy green balls across white nets. Mickey had never passed this in previous paper runs, he knew he was lost in his own suburb.

Mickey was still rolling down Garden Street when the sun began its gradual sink into the ground. He became worried. He’d never been late to his house. His parents would be worried sick. The 8 track came to a halt and the front wheel swapped spots with the rear wheel. He began driving back toward the bosomy red and white picnic patterned dress, but he didn’t come across the sports complex, the shaggy haired elementary kids or the barbecue. On the right, Mickey glanced at the golf course, it’s vibrant green obscured by the black of the night. Atop the largest mound he observed three teenagers smoking a funny looking, crooked cigarette. He continued down Garden Street. He came upon a large twinkling mansion with a boat named The Swimmer parked out front. He hit the brakes and observed the window to the right of the boat. He saw four high school graduates breaking into their parents’ liquor cabinet. The gang snagged a bottle of Jose Cuervo, mixed it with orange juice and guzzled it down.

Distressed and tired, he hopped onto his 8 speed and began peddling faster than he had ever before. His white sneakers blurred in a circular collage along the chainset. He peddled and peddled and peddled for what seemed an eternity until suddenly, Mickey recognized his own home—on Garden Street. He lived on Magnolia Street. But the paperboy was too exhausted to question the oddness of the scenario and the 8 speed came to a stop in front of the house. He opened the door and called out for his parents. No answer. He heard laughter coming from his backyard. He cautiously approached the back door, and peered through the blinds. His adolescent eyes lay upon the sight of a naked man and woman bouncing in the smooth water of his pool. They got up and approached the screen-door. Mickey darted behind his mother’s closet and rested his eyes between the door’s blinds. The naked pool intruders were the Burtons. Mickey leapt out from behind the closet causing Mrs. Burton to let out a frightened scream. Mickey demanded answers. Mr. Burton asked Mickey if he was lost. It was something out of a movie.

-Ryan Ricks

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10 Bands You Must See at SXSW 2013

1. Mac Demarco – Mac will surely be freakin’ out the neighborhood in Austin this year. Listening to his latest release “2” on the morning stroll to class…. excellent. Hearing these songs performed live….even better!

2. BADBADNOTGOOD – These guys backed Frank Ocean at Coachella? Hell yeah they did! They also do Kanye, Tyler, and James Blake covers. Throw in a “Pretty Boy Swag” remix accompanied by an enthusiastic Jazz/Hip-Hop fusion sound, and you got yourselves one helluva show.

3. Pangea – These L.A. and Burger Records bros know how to play some Rock n’ Roll. I can’t wait to get my ass kicked at one of their shows! Listen to their Killer Dreams EP bellow.

4. Flatbush Zombies – This Brooklyn Hip-Hop collective loves Acid. Something’s a little off there…. but that’s what makes these guys great. I would love to witness some Foaming-at-the-mouth flows of the ZOMBIES.

5. Diarrhea Planet – C’mon guys, this is just some wonderful Punk Rock. The name says it all, go see these Nashville rockers.

6. Kendrick Lamar, SchoolBoy Q, Ab-Soul, Jay Rock –  All of them together would be heavenly. I’ll be waiting for the secret show announcements….

7. Hundred Visions – These Austin natives know how to produce some very catchy, jangly pop tunes.  Bounce along to “Where do I Sign?” below!

8. Beach Fossils – South-by regulars Beach Fossils are back and fresh off the release of their sophomore album Clash the Truth. Get out and see these dudes, you will be pleasantly surprised to see a decent mosh and maybe even some crowd surfers.

9. He’s My Brother She’s My Sister – This L.A. group brings a very nice blend of catchy garage rock  with a hint of country influence. Desert Pop? Garage Country? It’s like if Edward Sharpe had balls.

10. Spider Bags – Picture this: you stumble into a bar on Sixth Street…. all of a sudden you hear some bad-ass guitar and whiskey tinged vocals. You don’t know where you are, or how you got in there, but hot damn you are thankful Spider Bags are playing. I salute these Jersey boys!

Hope everyone has a Bummer-less SXSW!

Best Songs of 2012

25. It Ain’t Over by Shad

Because no other hip-hop song was this soulful and redemptive.

24. Let’s Start Over Again by The White Wires

Because women can be anybody’s problem– even garage punk badasses.

23. River by Pangea

Because this is the catchiest rock n’ roll song of 2012.

22. Wildest Moments by Jessie Ware

Because Jessie Ware’s voice has the ability to cure any terminal illness.

21. AWWWKWAARRRDDD by FIDLAR feat. Kate Nash

Because being awkward has never been this cool.

20. Grown Up by Danny Brown

Because Danny Brown gets it. 

19. I’m God by Clams Casino

Because no other producer changed the sound of electronic music as drastically as Clams.

18. Sorry by T.I. feat. Andre 3000

Because Andre is still just as crispy as he was in 2003.

17. Higher Ground by TNGHT

Because no other song of 2012 was this loud and obnoxiously addicting.

16. Turn It Around by The Men

Because The Men are never afraid to make their own album.

15. Thinkin Bout You (Ryan Hemsworth Bootleg) by Frank Ocean

Because this song morphed the scruffy barista into a flashy stockbroker. And this is the best remix of 2012.

14. With Just One Glance by Nicolas Jaar feat. Scout LaRue

Because the saxophone is finally cool again.

13. There He Go by Schoolboy Q

Because Schoolboy is arguably one of the thuggest, dirtiest, and hardworking rappers out there.

12. Work It Out by Twerps

Because nostalgic beach noodling is never this confident and beautiful.

11. Heaven by The Walkmen

Because these guys obviously shop at J. Crew. Oh, and they’re responsible for one of the best songs of the year.

10. Fuckin’ Problem by A$AP Rocky feat. 2 Chainz, Drake, and Kendrick Lamar

Because this song is applauded at the hipster bar, the fraternity house, Compton, and suburbia.

9. Make It Known by Foxygen

Because Ray Davies, Lou Reed, and Sgt. Pepper would be proud.

8. Wait by Airhead

Because this is one of the few abstract instrumentals that didn’t fall victim to 2012’s pretentious production.

7. Same Love by Macklemore feat. Mary Lambert

Because gay rights activism has never been so eloquently spoken in music as in “Same Love”.

6. Reagan by Killer Mike

Because no other hip-hop song sounds like a Harvard history professor’s lecture.

5. Song For Zula by Phosphorescent

Because this band has never sounded so eager to change the world.

4. The Fall by Rhye

Because the new xx album was underwhelming.

3. Swimming Pools by Kendrick Lamar

Because party music has never been this good. Ever.

2. High Fantasy by Lace Curtains

Because Austin is the best city in the world.

1. Climax by Usher

Because conception has nearly tripled since this song’s release.