I spent the day yesterday wallowing in memories unearthed while I was digging through my minidisc collection. I used to do stupid stuff like leaving
the VCR recording VIVA2 for hours at night, then splicing my minidisc recorder to it and recording the good songs.
I don't have to explain that this was well before the internet, do I? If you weren't making cool stuff at home yourself, you actually had to leave
the house to find it, or if you were very lucky, it'd show up on TV at some ungodly hour in the mornig. I hated those days...
One of the songs I captured back then was called "Magnetic Star" by Transport League. The video was surreal and sci-fi, the song itself is brutally
grooved and viciously vocalized.
It's not on the internet. At all. Anywhere. I've googled for this video at least twice a year since we got some internet, and I've never found
it.
Until today, I thought I may have imagined the whole thing. But looking for a new post for you, I found this:
Phil87Metalforlife has denied embedding, so all I can do is link you,
and at that, it's still not the actual video, just a video of a TV playing the video, but in ten years of internetting, this is the closest I've
come to it.
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posted on 6-8-10 at 09:43
I hope I do this right ... help me Baldo if it doesn't!
Pink Floyd are very particular about the use of their stuff so this Toronto band "Blurred Vision" made up of two Iranian brothers must have gotten
quite an interview to get permission to do this. (According to a spokesman for the band, profits go to Amnesty International.) I'd like to think
it's appropriate here as EE has some tributes to the guys who gave everything fighting 'next door' and I think the sentiment fits.
This isn't really the video I wanted to post, but it does have Felicia Day in it, so that's alright.
I actually wanted to post a video of Black Sabbath playing their song N.I.B. live in Paris in 1970, but then I found a video of Black Sabbath
performing the same song live in 2005, calculated the thirty-five year difference, realized I'm one year older than the first video, and became
depressingly convinced that there's a secret of the human condition veiled in the situation, something to do with the timelessness of a good song,
the longevity of the hands and voices behind it, and just how very little I seem to have accomplished in my life, and frankly, this is all just a bit
too much to deal with on a monday.
So, you get a pale-hot redhead in a video by a a bald guy in a black cowboy hat singing something country-rock bluesy with a side order of existential
angst.
I hate mondays. No less for not being sure if "monday" should be capitalized or not.