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k-i-n-g-c-a-i-d.
Michael Kingcaid is on a life-long quest: to get people to spell his name correctly. He has doggedly chosen to opt for the misery of many to-be failed Google searches for his music, but he’s determined to die on that hill. “After all, it’s already named after me”. The lead singer and songwriter for What Made Milwaukee Famous is releasing his first solo album “This Land Is Your Wasteland. This Land Is My Wasteland.” on Mr. Pink Records in December 2021, after many hurdles along the way. It’s been a long process that essentially started in 2009 after returning home from a long year of touring in support of WMMF’s sophomore release on Barsuk Records, “What Doesn’t Kill Us”. “I had a few songs that I just wanted to get into the studio and record and not have to run them by anyone else. The studio is where I prefer to be and I just wanted to be able to try things without having to persuade people to get on the same page first.” In the years thereafter, Kingcaid hit a stride with writing new songs that would end up being Milwaukee’s final album, “You Can’t Fall Off The Floor”. “We were all in different cities and it just wasn’t feasible to be writing or recording together, but I hadn’t had a prolific writing phase in so long, I just didn’t want the songs to go to waste. So, I just had all of the people that were around that I wanted to play with record on the album. Once it was done, my friends convinced me that it was in my best interest to put a record out under Milwaukee’s moniker and I didn’t feel like doing a complete reset at the time, so I self-released under the band’s name. That last record, though, is essentially pretty much my first solo record, in a way.” That being said, Kingcaid’s actual debut is a full-on expedition into Kingcaid’s songwriting. Never one to shy away from not sounding one way for too long, Wasteland veers from MBV soundscapes to Radiohead-like odysseys on to Elliott Smith balladry, to simple, classic country, and beyond. A sonic dissertation to the current state of affairs in the world, Wasteland plays like a series of observational vignettes. “I went through a long dry spell with writing and then, all of these insane things started to happen in the universe and all of a sudden, songs seemed to be writing themselves.” Kingcaid already has subsequent releases lined up for the months following the debut’s release. “I won’t be content unless I release three albums in 2022.” But Kingcaid admits that it edges him ever so slightly towards contentment when people actually spell his name correctly. Start practicing.
k-i-n-g-c-a-i-d.
What a penchant for repentance
When I can’t even finish my sentence
Honestly, maybe you just honor dishonesty
Leisurely redefine leisure,
Faced with simple desperate measures
And water it down with some modern philosophy
I never said that I was fine
I’m underworked on overtime
And splayed out like a sacrificial sheep
Destiny is destined to tempt us
Into thinking we’re not pretentious
Small talk is expensive and critiques are distinctly cheap
How’d you take stock in something you’d just as soon as sell as you would defend?
How could ya?
When you say it don’t phase you much
I’m pretty sure that you’re not trying
Could be your appetite for distraction
Why would anything take hold
If heads or tails or hot or cold
Or right or wrong, no in between
With all that I could promise, with all that I could say
With all the doubt in Thomas, what more could I allay?
And nowadays, you prefer to paraphrase
Until the message suits the armor you wield
You want the truth, but you suspect
Upon its advent - incorrect
The facts just ain’t enough to reveal
But surely you are aching to be reborn within the light
For real, I’m trying to make you cry
‘cause some day you’re gonna up and die
Holding onto all you maligned
For real, the palace of love or guilt
That all your life you’ve demolished or built
Is all that you’ll leave behind
All the false equations and affectations
Congratulations, you fail
If all of us were honest, we’ve all become clichés
credits
released October 13, 2021
Recorded by Jonas Wilson and Michael Kingcaid
Mixed by Danny Reisch at Good Danny’s (Lockhart, TX)
Mastered by Max Lorenzen at Rare Ear
* Mastered by Jeff Lipton (Peerless Mastering)
Artwork by Olga Maystruk. Logo by Jason Davis. Photography by Felicia Graham
Just Build A Metaphor
(Kingcaid, Davis)
Michael Kingcaid - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Keys
Jonas Wilson - Electric Guitar, Baritone, Keys
Jason Davis - Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
Naj Conklin - Bass
Jud Johnson - Drums
supported by 5 fans who also own “Just Build A Metaphor”
I’ve been following Aaron and his band for several years , pre Black Fret nominee and grant winner, and have loved his style and energy throughout! This set is emotion charged but Aaron stays in his lane and performs all the parts and instruments true to his musical talent and writing style.. kudos to getting this quality set produced and recorded during trying times . Looking forward to more of A Sinclair live and in person! kevinu
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