a member of the MTV Generation
so i wake up super early this morning to run (cause 5:00am is the only decent time to run outside in July in Texas) - well i get about 3 miles into the run when i strike right into a puddle of water.
YaY soggy shoe - so i walk home barefoot cause i can't run with a wet shoe.
i have all the time to spare - now that i am awake - so start watching VH1 videos. it was both a thrilling and nostalgic experience. the music felt bigger to me than it had a long time. it felt like it had a chance of actually being affecting and not just being the music i run to or paint to. it was a moment of clarity at a very early hour in the morning, all made possible by the artistry and dentistry of videos.
i remember growing up we had one of the brown box remote channel changers that you zip up and down like a keyboard to change the channel. (i have searched in vain to find a picture of this to jog all our memories, but i can find anything. if you know what i'm talking about and can find a picture to send me, i would be extremely grateful).
but as we all know, it is very difficult to view videos anymore unless we are up at hours we do not intend to be. sure, we've all seen The Beastie Boys "Sabotage", and The White Stripes lego-riffic fantasy "Fell in Love With a Girl", and personally, i still feel artistically indebted to A-Ha's "Take On Me".
but surely there's more to inspire us that the four or five stations out there are withholding from us, choosing instead to expose us to yet another Sweet Sixteen, mind-baffling bitchfest.
to misquote Faulkner - "Once a video reveler, always a video reveler, what I speak!" and let it begin with the following, a song and video called "Run Run" by Those Dancing Days. it fucking rocks in it's mere simplicity.
YaY soggy shoe - so i walk home barefoot cause i can't run with a wet shoe.
i have all the time to spare - now that i am awake - so start watching VH1 videos. it was both a thrilling and nostalgic experience. the music felt bigger to me than it had a long time. it felt like it had a chance of actually being affecting and not just being the music i run to or paint to. it was a moment of clarity at a very early hour in the morning, all made possible by the artistry and dentistry of videos.
i remember growing up we had one of the brown box remote channel changers that you zip up and down like a keyboard to change the channel. (i have searched in vain to find a picture of this to jog all our memories, but i can find anything. if you know what i'm talking about and can find a picture to send me, i would be extremely grateful).
but as we all know, it is very difficult to view videos anymore unless we are up at hours we do not intend to be. sure, we've all seen The Beastie Boys "Sabotage", and The White Stripes lego-riffic fantasy "Fell in Love With a Girl", and personally, i still feel artistically indebted to A-Ha's "Take On Me".
but surely there's more to inspire us that the four or five stations out there are withholding from us, choosing instead to expose us to yet another Sweet Sixteen, mind-baffling bitchfest.
to misquote Faulkner - "Once a video reveler, always a video reveler, what I speak!" and let it begin with the following, a song and video called "Run Run" by Those Dancing Days. it fucking rocks in it's mere simplicity.
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