Everybody!!!!!!

So every single thing that can bring joy? In this video.



I love his stupid friend. Just driving around in some car with ladies and someone in a gorilla suit. Call up your buddy and harass him. Get out by the side of the highway? And DANCE.

You want to hang out with these guys.

70 Million Visual Allusions! No, you're a nerd.

C'mon kids, put those BFAs to good use and play name that painting! Gotta catch em all!

70 Million by Hold Your Horses ! from L'Ogre on Vimeo.

The combination of really nicely executed, beautifully lit impressions (Parodies? Pastiches. Um. Copies. Tableaus.(Tableaux) Whatevs.) with the deliberately crafty, homespun ones keeps it extra watchable. Says me.

I wish this had been more like that.



Although I suppose that's unfair. The heaven clip isn't trying to make the girls look like art, more like create the feeling of being a tourist around art (flash fade in, like you're taking a picture, epic shots of cathedrals, stately homes, albeit suspiciously vacant) and to my mind evokes the day dreamy thinking about your girl/boy/other you do when you're wandering around on vacation, missing them.

Or maybe it's just like "Dude, the song's called heaven. Let's go shoot in some churches and stuff. Woo expenses paid Vay-Cay! Also? Hot chicks. But like, classy hot. You know. Like art." Smooth move, Mr. Williams.

La Guerre des Etoiles - a la discotheque!!!!!!....!!!

Sometimes we forget, all you need is some star wars costumes and the Frenchest choreography available. Music video: DONE.



Is the best part the way the host plays with the balloon at the beginning? Peut etre.

Uh, WE all knew he was still famous. Oh, Dave.

"Thousands of people packed the square late Tuesday night and into Wednesday morning, drawn by the ethereal promise of an appearance by the popular comedian. They stayed two hours despite a tiny sound system that made Chappelle nearly inaudible, creating one of the most remarkable spontaneous gatherings in Portland history.... instead of the 200 people Chappelle said he anticipated showing up at the square, thousands did. He had no entourage and, apparently, not one security guard.

Chappelle kept speaking to the crowd, at one point saying he was proud, "when people can stand this close together and not be angry."


He said he didn't realise he was still famous.

Bless. He's so dear! And talented! And brimming with integrity! Maybe this means he's planning a comeback...but, uh, without the planning aspect. Seemingly the show didn't work out so much.

Full story here

PS: Really? The ethereal promise? I call foul, Oregonlive! In your haste to gush you've gotten imprecise with your language. Calm yourself.

PPS: If that doesn't make you ruminate on These Days of Internets, then I don't know what. I just. Don't. Know. (What.) (WHAT?!) (Yeah.)

Beyoncé My Fiancée

Beyonce released a new video today. All I can come up with right now is "Girl, stop. You are killing them."

Naw, I've got more to say, but I'll leave it 'til I can find me an embeddable, high quality version of the video. Here's a taster of the video:



Naw...I've got to say more because, like, just, Maaaannnnnnn. Go find the video on youtube, I won't be mad.

See, I kind of hated this song when it was leaked way way back in times of yore. I was just not behind the idea of a synthetic casing for Beybey's voice, I wanted to let it breathe. I wasn't feeling this pulsing sort of vibe. I wanted a big warm beat. Two things have now won me over. One, the vibrato she throws all over the bridge. Aaaaah! And now, two, this video. WERK!

(Which reminds me: I'll have to post about Ciara's now-not-too-new video because my girlfriend number two Melina directed it and it Spits. Hot. Fire).

I wasn't feeling the song because I first fell for Beyonce, really and truly, like trying to convert other people truly, when I heard Suga Mama. And that's all wanted her to do for ever and ever. Gut bucket guitar. Saucy ass horns. Come sit on mama's lap.

Re-listen to this song and the first thing you should think is: "If this were someone's first single, we'd all be falling over ourselves in a post-Winehouse longing for retro to be restored. We'd hail this woman as a sexified, saleable Sharon Jones lite."

That won't be the first thing you think, though. The first think you think will be "THIGHS."

Breaking up like the signal on my digital cable.

So this is really just great. It's really simple, but you'll notice it has three generations of technologically dependant distortions, the type of little things (digital aliasing, projector flickering) that draw you out of the experience of watching. Which is right on theme, his heart breaky detachment from what's good and real and happy and junk. (His angst and this video are So. Post. Modern). But also so savvy and aware of how people watch videos now! And subtle. Almost too subtle, like you think it really is that distorted, like you're watching a bad copy. But you're not. That's just like HOW HE FEELS.

Brilliant.

I'll be in the...no pun. Just this is awesome.

Sometimes you hear a song and it's catchy. Other times you hear a song and you love it. Rarely do you hear a song and get excited about the artist. I am excited as hell about this artist.

And yes, he sounds like Andre.

A lot like Andre.

Don't care! Original in an established way is still original! And he is a baby.

I'm not enthused about the first little bit of the video, but you stick with it kids. It's worthwhile.

Oh and he produced this himself.




Yeah yeah yeah.

Yeah.