“A Nobel prize, a piece of string, you know what’s awesome? Everything!”
Hi, everyone! I’ve got good news and bad news. Do you want to hear the bad news first? It will make the good news even more good. Y’sure? Okay, bad news first: The LEGO Movie isn’t out in Australia until April. Because we CAN’T HAVE NICE THINGS, APPARENTLY. Still, there is some good news – until that fateful day when it’s finally here, we have the lead single from the soundtrack. It’s a combination of two of my favourite acts in the whole entire world: the delightful Tegan & Sara and the perennial friends-of-the-blog known as The Lonely Island. Hoo-fucking-ray! Ooh, wait. Sorry. Kids might be reading. Hoo-flipping-ray! That’s better.
Now, admittedly, the soundtrack music video can be a little lazy. After all, half the work is done for you when you’re taking footage from the movie – or, even more lazily, the trailer. Thankfully, some real Lego is involved with a video idea created by six-year-old Markus Jolly. It all blends together wonderfully – I’m particularly fond of the building montages. Reminds me of the joy that is Lego building. Sometimes, I completely forget about how cool it can be. How awesome, if you will. The wait may be longer for Aussies to get the movie, but it will make our popcorn-gnawing joy all the more fulfilling when it’s finally here. Word to awesome possums everywhere!
I’ll decide in a moment’s time, to turn away, leave it all behind…”
The contrast between the last two videos released from Moby‘s new album Innocents could not be greater. The Perfect Life, a collaboration between the big M and Wayne Coyne of The Flaming Lips, was as extravagant as you’d expect – all rooftop parties and mariachi outfits. This time around, however, we’re dealing with a much more lush and blissed-out song, featuring the dreamy vocals of Damien Jurado. It only fits that we’re dealing with a much more subdued and simple clip – but that doesn’t mean it’s not a wonderful thing in its own right.
Almost Home follows the adventures of a stuffed rabbit and his travels across the country. It’s filmed on super-8, Moby himself cameos as a limo driver and the whole thing apparently had a budget of roughly 10 bucks. It’s a very basic clip, interspersed with footage of Jurado busting it out somewhere completely unrelated to the story. I am simply warmed by its utter charm – Moby doesn’t do videos like this one very often. They serve as a strong reminder of not only how goddamn underrated Moby is, but how sometimes a little rabbit and some steady handheld work is all you need to win the heart of a music video blogger.
“How about them transparent dangling carrots?”
Here’s an interesting one. I don’t think we’ve ever discussed Alanis Morissette – the first lady of boyfriend-revenge pop – properly within the world of this here blog. I admit that there are plenty more obvious places to start than this video, which is one of her few hits that came after the Jagged Little Pill record. But if you’ve garnered anything from reading this blog over nearly three years (if at all), it’s that I’m not always coming from your most obvious points of reference. The late nineties and mid-2000s were my most formative musical times, and they were guided by music videos.
So imagine my shock at seeing a straight-up naked chick just hanging out in a music video. I barely had any idea who Alanis was at the time, but needless to say I stood up and paid attention after the release of this video. No, not like that; c’mon now. I just found this video to be so mesmerising and confronting. Definitely not a video I felt comfortable watching in front of my parents, that’s for sure. The nudity aside – covered up by hair and what Wikipedia describes as a “blurry vulva” – I was taken aback by the context of it. Just standing in the street, either being completely ignored or momentarily embraced by passing strangers.
What did it all stand for, exactly? Did it reflect the fact that only a few people are willing to stop and help someone at their most bare-soul moment? Hell, could anyone actually see Alanis away from those random people? These were the issues that weighed on my mind – and, over a decade on, I still get overwhelmed at the video for Thank U. It takes me back to that time of confusion and discovery – I’m not sure if Alanis ever gave me proper answers, but I can always thank her for getting me to start asking the questions.
“What you got, a billion could have never bought…”
Do you think I’m a hypocrite for absolutely adoring this new video from Justin Bieber and poo-pooing the 1D-wannabes of The Janoskians the other day? Y’do? That’s fantastic! Why not get on the internet and complain about it? I hear that’s a fantastic medium for such things. You’ll win all the sports! Go, go, go! …okay, are they gone? Great. Let’s get down to this shit. The Biebs is back with the third video from his Believe album, following up what is easily the best video he has ever done, As Long As You Love Me. Of course it was going to be a shitfight to follow that one up, but for what it’s worth he’s done a pretty decent little effort here.
The angle here is that the footage of the video was “stolen” from JB’s phone and uploaded “anonymously.” Of course, the anonymous blogger is also a remarkable editor and producer, but stretch your imagination with me here for a second, won’t you? The Biebs is throwing a pool party, and it’s pretty simply a crazy good time for all involved. I literally thought Nicki Minaj was edited into this video, but I’m pretty sure she’s actually there. Goddamn, it’s pretty much just over a month until I see her live. That shit is going to be hectic. Ahh, goddammit, I’m a little boy. Just watch this already. POOL PARTY 2K12.
“Seven billion people in the world, trying to fit in…”
Well, shit. It looks like Justin Bieber has had another Justin moment – Timberlake, that is. Although it’s early days yet, his sophomore Believe is already being touted as his FutureSex/LoveSounds, and I’m starting to think that this new video of his will be regarded as his What Goes Around… It’s the darkest, most confrontational, most exciting and unquestionably the best video the Biebs has ever put his name to. It’s not going to “silense da haterz,” regardless of what the tween Twittersphere tells you. What it will do, however, if there is any justice, is remove the novelty surround him and bring the focus to his serious cuts as a major pop star.
Here, JB plays a young lover trying to get to his girlfriend… with her overbearing father the only thing standing in his way. The opening scene presents the two having a very honest discussion over their relationship, with the father played very darkly and aggressively – this ain’t no One Less Lonely Girl or Baby, kids. It gets ugly with threats, and the song begins soon after. It’s then a mix of dancing, romantic reminiscing and some wordless confrontations that lead to the fairly shocking ending. I didn’t quite see it coming, to be honest, and it’s got to be the first time I’ve ever felt that way about a JB video. This is about as interesting and mature as you’re going to get out of an 18-year-old pop sensation – and I gotta say that it’s a very impressive effort. A lot more impressive than I was ever planning to give it credit for, that’s for sure. Wonderful. Take a look, regardless of your stance on Bieber Fever, and see what you make of it.
“Make up your mind, stop fucking with mine…”
Here’s something short and sweet from an adorable new pop-punk band straight outta Oakville, which I believe is in Ontario, Canada. Was pointed in their general direction by the lovely people over at Dying Scene – who you should totally check out once you’re done with this site – and quickly grabbed a copy of their debut EP which dropped last year. This is their first foray into the world of music videos, and I gotta say that it’s great to have them on board!
Let’s get this out of the way first – yes, this very closely follows the tried-and-tested pop-punk video format that can basically be summed up in three words: “PARTY OVER HEEEEERRRE!” Yep, the Seaway kids sure know how to throw a pool bash. There’s babes with their band sticker on their arses, a buff black dude busting out every word in a sing-along, a shed for seven minutes in heaven and a bunch of very good-looking boys and girls that look even better in high-definition (go on, try it!) It’s very goofy, but there is plenty of fun to be had in the song’s 150-second run. Keep it simple, stupid! Really enjoyed this one – probably just a little bit more than I should, but who cares? I’d love to get the lowdown on what else is happening in Canadian pop-punk. Who’s my hook-up in that regard? Anyone? Food for thought, anyway. Get to stagediving, y’all!
“I was thrown in a boat, cast out to sea, friendly with waves, there were sharks below…”
Is that… is that Dan bloody Mangan? Again? What is this, your sixth time here? We must really like you, Dan. Not many other people get that kind of love around these parts. There must be something in the water over in your magical Canada land, right? Whatever it is, keep it up. The glory run of videos from the Oh Fortune record continues here, for the album opener and potentially one of my favourite Mangan tracks. This one requires a bit more imagination than the previous clip for Post-War Blues – and yet, that’s not quite the deterrent that you think it is. In fact, it can make this video all the more exciting.
Mangan is at the centre of the clip, surrounded by a wondrous and peculiar forest. He is seemingly the leader of a tribe of strange painted faces who follow his commands – which, naturally, involve confetti and sky lanterns. It’s simultaneously wonderful and unnerving, in the sense that there’s a sense of ecstasy and joy to the gathering and the colour and whatnot; but what are they all doing there? Who’s behind this? And just what does it all mean? Enter your imagination, stage left. It will know what to do. It makes this video what it is. I think I know what’s going on, but maybe your idea will be entirely different…