Thursday, September 11, 2008

brave bulging buoyant clairvoyants


Wild Beasts - Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants. Dir: OneInThree from OneInThree on Vimeo.

(see the video over on the right)
I am so totally obsessed by this song. Song Bingeing I think they call it. To be more accurate I am so totally obsessed by the video which in turn has got me obsessed with the song.
A bit of geek background knowledge to the vid:
To realise the promo, OneInThree adapted some software created by Josh Sommers, and borrowed seven extra Macs from their nearest and dearest. They now had nine computers, and ran them 24 hours a day for five days, working in shifts to make sure it ran as smoothly as possible. (They still had over 400 crashes during the 1080 computer hours, and ended up with 2 terabytes of data.)

I'm not usually a music video kind of girl, but you can't help but notice this. I put it up there in the hall of fame along with that New Order one where they are dressed in padded suits and spend the whole time punching each other. Or the Peter Gabriel 'Sledgehammer' one. I suppose it helps that I am a fan of Escher, and this video heavily utilises that droste effect.

Sometimes, I get hit with genius such as this and it makes my heart skip a beat. Over the last few years I have been slightly disaffected by the whole arts scene, I have been watching the world around me fall apart and I have been wondering 'what is the point?'. I have been wishing that I had a more useful trade. As I fear armageddon closing in on me I realise that my survival skills are limited.

Bur then I was chatting to someone, just a random conversation, he was as far removed from the arts scene as you can get and it was interesting hearing his viewpoint on my work. When I said 'but what is the point though? when people all over the world are suffering from famine, flood, terrorism, war.... what's the point in what is essentially just eye candy?'. He told me to stop over analysing it and just 'be'. Sometimes the point is just to make people happy. That is, after all, what we strive from life?

The lyrics are pretty damn cool too.

C’mon we’re young, we’re young
Yet we’ll be dead as soon
C’mon we came, we came
From our mother’s womb to swoon

Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
Adopting this young spirit of sin
To make the most, before we turn to ghost
Before, old friend, life’s just a means to an end
To make the most, before we turn to ghost

Swig the bottle, bottle
Slap the face of Aristotle
Race me, Race me, Race me, Race me
In yer fourth hand jalopy

Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
Adopting this young spirit of sin
To make the most, before we turn to ghost
Before, old friend, life’s just a means to an end
To make the most, before we turn to ghost

My mother, she said, “you don’t delve in taboo”.
But mother, my moribund will come
When I’m through with taboo

Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
Adopting this young spirit of sin
To make the most, before we turn to ghost
Before, old friend, life’s just a means to an end
To make the most, before we turn to ghost

That sink and pull in the guts
That’s this foolhardy flux

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