Anyone worth their mettle knows that a knack for attracting attention and courting controversy is a far more marketable commodity than any traditional “talent” these days. At least when it comes to generatin’ stacks of cash. Just ask that squawking “Cash me ousside” chicken and the Paul bros. Or even our beloved Kardashians, who arguably redefined the genre and took it to new lofty billionaire heights.
Among this new wave of entertainers is a man named David Andrew Burd. For those of you unfamiliar with his name, our Mr. Burd is a 30-year-old fella from Philadelphia who was not blessed in life with rich parents, good looks, or any traditional talent. He’s an average dude in many ways. But he has a college education and he’s certainly smart enough to know an opportunity when he sees one. And so, armed with the publicity-assuring moniker “Lil Dicky“, he has risen to fame and fortune through the back door. So to speak. Ahem.
Full disclosure: before he bought the house we are about to discuss — in late March (2018) — Yolanda had never previously heard of Mr. Dicky. And just to remind y’all, we are an 83 year old grandmother who has become jaded with life. Three ex-husbands and a gasoline-guzzlin’ Cadillac will do that to you. So when we went to conduct research on Mr. Dicky — as we do everyone whose houses we discuss — suffice to say we were left distinctly unimpressed.
By research, we mean that we forced ourselves to watch his YouTube videos. We do apologize to any Lil Dicky fans reading this, but Yolanda does not understand the appeal of some dude “rapping” about how little money he has or how big of a loser he may or may not be. We also don’t understand the appeal of some dude rapping about how much money and how many “bitches” he has, but that’s a story for another day. Anyway, Mr. Dicky’s latest hit — a collaboration with the troubled Chris Brown — seems manufactured specifically to generate controversy. And generate it has, to the tune of #9 on the Billboard Hot 100. Cha-ching!
But who cares about what Yolanda thinks? Obviously the gimmick works quite well for Mr. Dicky’s pocketbook. Less than five years after he begged for money through Kickstarter, Mr. Dicky can now afford to buy a multi-million-dollar house in Venice (CA), one of the hottest real estate markets this side of the Mississippi. You know you love them apples.
Records show that Mr. Dicky coughed up an even-steven $2,500,000 for the 2,162-square-foot cottage, which sits just a couple blocks from the hopelessly trendy Abbott Kinney Boulevard. A quaint white picket fence (with a vine-covered arbor) surrounds the property. The lot spans a microscopic .07-acre, typical of tightly-packed Venice. Despite the close proximity to neighbors, the house is shielded on both sides by riotous thickets of trees and privet hedges. Behind the house and accessed by an alleyway is a one-car garage.
Though originally built in 1922, the vaguely Craftsman-style cottage was recently re-imagined by prolific local designer Barbara Bestor. The main floor features a skylit open floor plan equipped with a combo living room/library and a formal dining area.
The kirchen rather conveniently (or awkwardly, depending on one’s point of view) sits smack-dab in the middle of the home. There are upgraded stainless appliances and adjacent walls of glass doors on either side that lead to various outdoor areas. Elsewhere on the main level is a guest bedroom plus a full bathroom.
The top floor features another guest bedroom and the surprisingly spacious master suite, which has a writing desk nook, a bathroom with a glass-walled shower and soaking tub, and private stair access to a attic area, which is perfect as a den retreat for Mr. Dicky. Just watch your head, boy!
The master suite’s attic space also has private access to a small rooftop deck that has treetop views of the neighborhood (and some power lines, too). Yolanda loves all the potted plants.
Within walking distance from Mr. Dicky’s pad is the $4.6 million home of Game of Thrones princess Emilia Clarke, the $5.6 million pad of tech CEO Walter Scopely, and the starter cottage of billionaire heiress Adriana Cargill. Maybe his next hit song will feature scenes from the monthly neighborhood cookout?
Listing agent: Juliette Hohnen, Douglas Elliman