Music Video Of The Day: Female of the Species by Space (1996, dir by Gerald McMorrow)


Shock, shock horror, horror, shock, shock horror

I’ve always liked this song and it feels like exactly the right choice for the first music video of our October horrorthon!  The story behind this song is actually rather sweet.  The lead singer of Space knew that his father didn’t care much for the music that he was producing so he wrote this song as a tribute to the type of music that his father did like.  The end result was one of the band’s biggest hits.

The video has a certain James Bond feel to it.  And by that, I mean this song would be great for one of the Sean Connery/Roger Moore films.  Not the Daniel Craig films.  The Daniel Craig movies suck.  I’ll never get over what they did the world’s greatest secret agent.

Enjoy!

Horror Song of the Day: Something Wicked This Way Comes by Barry Adamson


Today’s song of the day is Something Wicked This Way Comes, by Barry Adamson.

This instrumental work appeared on the soundtrack for David Lynch’s 1997 film, Lost Highway, and its one of my favorite pieces of music.  It’s amongst the songs that I tend to play whenever I’m dealing with writer’s block or if I just need an extra boost of energy to finish up a project.  This song also seems like the perfect way to kick off our annual Horrorthon!

I also have to say that the video below, which was put together by Jessie Essex, is amazingly cool.

Music Film Review: The Punk Rock Movie (dir by Don Letts)


The year was 1977 and Don Letts had a video camera.

Letts was the DJ at The Roxy, a nightclub in London that gained some notoriety by hosting Punk acts like Sex Pistols, The Clash, The Slits, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Generation X, and several others.  In his role as DJ, Letts is often credited with introducing British punks to Jamaican reggae.  (I’ve occasionally seen it misreported that Letts himself was from Jamaica.  Letts commented in an interview that, until he visited the country with Johnny Lydon, the closest he had come to Jamaica was watching The Harder They Come.)  As an amateur filmmaker, Letts was responsible for making one of the key documentaries about the early days of Punk Rock, 1978’s The Punk Rock Movie.

Shot largely at the Roxy, The Punk Rock Movie features raw but candid footage of some of the key Punk bands.  Sex Pistols are there, of course.  The Clash get a lot of footage and it’s interesting to see the young members of the band doing something other than screeching about imperialism.  Billy Idol appears and shows off the rough charisma that would make him a star.  We watch as The Slits argue in rehearsal.  Siouxsie Sioux both performs and appears backstage, playing the enigmatic Punk diva.  We also see quite a few Punks acts who are no longer as well-remembered as The Clash or Sex Pistols.  Even with the DIY, anti-star ethos of the Punk Rock era, stage presence counted for a lot.  Some bands just naturally had it and some bands did not.

I watched The Punk Rock Movie on Tubi and the most frequent caption was one informing me that the lyrics were unintelligible due to the music.  It was a caption that I saw so frequently that I found myself both predicting when it would pop up and laughing when it did so.  The Punk Rock Movie is a raw film.  Don Letts shot the footage with a Super 8 Camera and, as a result, there’s nothing slick about the film.  The images are sometimes blurry.  It can be hard to make out what everyone is saying.  It’s a far cry from the type of carefully choreographed and meticulously shot concert footage that we’re used to seeing.  Needless to say, that’s a good deal of the film’s appeal.  It’s often said, perhaps incorrectly, that Punk was started as a reaction to the commercialization of rock.  At a time when soulless hitmakers and aging millionaires were dominating music, Punk came along with a burst of anger and vitality.  The Punk Rock Movie captures that youthful anger.  It captures the feeling of people refusing to accept that only a certain few were allowed to make music or express themselves.  Scenes of the police raiding a Punk store add a political element of the film while the backstage and tour bus footage serve to remind us of just how English the original Punks were.

It’s no surprise that Sex Pistols dominate the film.  We don’t see them backstage but we don’t have to.  All we have to do is see Johnny Rotten (as he was known then) staring out at the audience.  One of the more interesting thing about Punk is that the Sex Pistols were sold as being a band that didn’t know how to play their instruments or sing.  This film reveals that, for whatever they lacked in formal training, they were naturals on stage.  Regardless of what Malcolm McLaren and the press may have insisted, they were born to be stars.

 

Song of the Day: The Ballad of Bonnie and Clyde by Georgie Fame


With today’s song of the day, we continue our Bonnie and Clyde theme!

This song is from 1968 and was inspired by Arthur Penn’s classic crime film, Bonnie and Clyde. Oddly enough, this song insists that Bonnie and Clyde were from Savannah, Georgia when everyone knows that they were from my part of the world, North Texas.  Then again, “Savannah” does sound a bit better when set to music than “West Dallas.”

Music Video of the Day: Hell In A Bucket by Grateful Dead (1987, directed by Len Dell’Amico)


I may be going to Hell in a bucket but at least I’m enjoying the ride

The members of the Grateful Dead didn’t do many music videos.  I think Hell In A Bucket was their second video, following the surprise hit that they had with A Touch of Grey.  From what I’ve read, it was the band’s record label that insisted that the band make some videos to help promote their 12th studio album, In the Dark.  Some members of the band were concerned that agreeing to do music videos would mean that they were “selling out.”

The video for Hell In A Bucket feels like it could be a parody of the type of videos that were popular on MTV.  With his Miami Vice-Style outfit and the way he mugs for the camera, Bob Weir almost seems like he could be Huey Lewis’s coked-out older brother.  The video opens in a biker bar, populated with the type of rough characters who most bands would never dream of featuring in a video.  While Jerry Garcia keeps his distance, Bob Weir sings a song of rock and roll decadence that seems to be saying, “This is what it’s all really about.”

No, I don’t know why there’s a duck at the bar.  It’s just there.  Jerry daughter’s Trixie is also in the video.  She plays one of the dancing devils.

Enjoy!

 

Music Video of the Day: Devil’s Haircut by Beck (1996, directed by Mark Romanek)


For this music video, director Mark Romanek was inspired by both Midnight Cowboy and The 400 Blows.  Beck, wandering through New York City with his cowboy hat and his radio, was meant to be a modern-day Joe Buck while the freeze frames were inspired by the end of Truffaut’s portrait of alienated youth.

Two of the videos most memorable moments were accidental.  When the car nearly runs over Beck, it is meant to recall the “I’m walking here!” scene from Midnight Cowboy but the car’s driver didn’t hit the brakes soon enough and Beck was actually hit by the car and injured his leg as a result.  The other unplanned scene was when the pigeons took flight just as Beck approached them.

The video for Devil’s Haircut would go on to win two MTV Music Video Awards, one for Best Editing and one for Best Male Video.

Enjoy!