today i had the least labor intensive music video shoot that i’ve ever been a part of.
at 2pm i walked over to ludlowe street by the pink pony (and max fish, and daredevil. i do believe that almost every person i know has at one point or another had sex in the bathroom at max fish. it’s kind of like a new yorkers rite of passage) and we shot for 20 minutes.
then i went and had lunch. and came back and we shot for another 30 minutes. and then i was done.
yes, it is safe to say that i will not figure too prominently in the next video. but what will feature prominently is a lot moreinteresting than lil’ ole me. you’ll see.
normally music video shoots take a few days and they’re very time intensive for me. (oh, boo hoo hoo, poor little pop star has to dress up in aspace suit and walk around l.a with celebrities…). so the fact that i was only needed for 50 minutes for this video has made me very happy.
now i understand why chemical bros and fatboy slim usually choose not to be in their videos. it’s so much easier. but i’m probably too much of an egomaniac to stay out of my own music videos.
yes, that is probably true.
in fact maybe the next video will only be shots of me. singing about me.
continuing the contemporary trend of artists basing their entire ouvre on self-reference.
there are quite a few successful musicians who’vemanaged to do quite well purely by being self-referential.
i wonder what a savvy psychologist would make of this trend. personally i blame the residual legacy of the victorianindustrialized education system. not to mention flouride in the water. and the rosicrucians. and the aluminum foil helmets that we were all forced to wear as small children.
all of my baby clothes were made out of aluminum foil.
not very absorbent, but it promotes e.s.p in small children.
ok, goodnight.
moby