But this is nowhere as innovative as even Bambaataa's weakest songs; this is just sub-Break Machine, NYC-inspired music to dance on a cardboard box to. So, well, just take out your fixed bike, do the robot, or just vomit watching this British
Here are things to look for: starting at 0:50, you can witness how a pop act sounds when their instruments aren't plugged in, with the guy on the left looking like a leftover member of Wham! while the guy on the right should be playing ''Uncle Jessie'' on Full House; at 1:20, old folks are enjoying the music (which can't be a good sign according to all the movies I've seen); at 2:05, the 1980s version of Eva Logoria (or is that a Kardashian?) is looking out the window looking for a basketball player to stare at; at 2:22, a kid doesn't yet realize he may like the colour red a little too much; and for the last 20 seconds or so, the blonde seemingly leader of the band does some sort of Walk Of Shame in front of everyone who's appeared in the video, although he doesn't seem to realize he should be ashamed, thus proving British people have no shame. None. Whatsoever.
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