What does it take to be a flash in the pan? Apparently, a combo of the right drugs, locker room references to genitals, and blatant pride about things that common sense would tell you to keep quiet. And Paris Hilton never hurts.
Right now, I’m on the phone with Dirt Nasty and Andre Legacy, two thirds of the Los Angeles-based, white shock rappers Dyslexic Speedreaders, which also includes Mickey Avalon. The two are frenetically discussing their fifteen minutes, transsexuals, and of course, groupies. “We appeal to a different crowd. They’re crazy, affluent suburban kids who are usually skaters, punk rockers, and surfers. They’re not your typical rap crowd,” says Nasty. “They’re young, and a lot of them are girls.” “We have a good demographic,” Legacy adds. “Like, ages 15 to 35.” “A lot of people come to the shows to see the girls there,” adds Nasty. “The girls get crazy, crazier than guys. Yeah, we have hot dancers. It’s a sexual tone through the whole thing. It’s funny. It’s sexual. It’s crazy. It’s different. It’s a freak show, you know?”
The trio’s act grew out of a friendship between Legacy and Avalon, which began when the two were in the sixth grade. About six years ago, they met Nasty and started recording at his house and making demo tapes. “We never really had any intention of this happening,” Nasty says. “I’m sorta in the Hollywood scene, so I would get a show at these Hollywood clubs and all of a sudden we got Paris Hilton and all these people coming to our shows so we got exposed on a larger level.” He thinks the success that followed is due in part to the fact that no one else is really doing they same type of music. “We’re just talking shit and having fun, and by default people like our stuff,” he says.
Or it could just be access. By his own admission, Nasty explains that after ten years of doing what he’s doing, he knows a lot of club promoters and has connections at a lot of venues. “In Hollywood everyone knows everyone, so I know all these people and my resources were pretty good to get my music out to people like [Entourage’s] Kevin Connolly, who’s a friend of mine. He loved the music and put it on the show. Things like that happened.” It probably helps that Nasty is also a minor actor, formerly known as Simon Rex, who got his start in adult films.
“It’s all about who you know,” Legacy says. “And who you blow.”
All name-dropping and who’s-who crap aside, the three put out some interesting
music. Most memorable was “My Dick.” Lyrics like, “My dick is like supersize/Your dick look like two fries,” make you laugh in a what-the-fuck kind of way. In the video for “My Dick” the three are shown in what seems to be like a doublewide packed with generically clad blondes and Tom Green. Legacy looks like he’s drowning in a sea of 18-year-old girls, Nasty is wearing a hoodie and aviators, and Avalon is wearing a black shirt and a fedora.
The conversation at this point turns inexplicably to transvestites, with whom Nasty is very down: “Trannies are the dopest thing ever, post-op, pre-op, whatever. That’s the shit. I’m not into them sexually, but aesthetically, as an idea…”
“Fun to rap about,” says Legacy.
After a while, the conversation winds down, and we say goodnight. Then Avalon calls me from his car to tell me he’ll be calling me back later so we can be alone together. When he calls, he gives me a much better analysis of what Dyslexic Speedreaders is all about.
“I’d use the word satire over the word joke when it comes to our music,” he says. “The songs and the writing we take seriously, as far as having it be good and having it entertain, but we don’t take ourselves seriously at all.” This is the first relatively sober-sounding exchange I’ve had with any of these guys. “We feed off each other in a lot of ways. If I have to write, I hope they’re available to write with me, so we thrive off each other.”
I bring up the well-known song “So Rich, So Pretty,” which a lot of his audience
has taken as a compliment. “All these girls come up to me and say, ‘That song’s about me!’ But it’s a song about a girl who pukes herself. It’s a dis and people don’t get it. People used to be embarrassed about [bulimia], but now, not only are they not embarrassed, they’re proud,” he says.
I think about this, and I have to say if I were a messed-up 16-year-old girl, I might be into them too. But for most of their fans, it’s even more enjoyable when you’re in on the joke.