Originally posted April 20th, 2009
Apologies for there being no jam to get you through the weekend. Friday's internet connection was wonky, and I was only able to connect long enough to find out about Beyonce tour dates and then freak out over it over Twitter. Claire informs me that it will just be like an double eviction week of "Big Brother," except instead of booting fame-hungry d-bags, I'll be moving in two new tenants to Marcus' House of....Love? Get on with it! Tony Rich Project! Remember them/him!?
Things to Note:
*First impression: Public Restrooms and urinals are clearly universal symbols for lost love. I don't know why I didn't realize it until now. With each drop of that leaky faucet, there is one less reason for Mr. Rich to live. His heart is leaking people. And no amount of urinal cakes or pacing is going to help.
*So at :45 seconds he is on a bike. He is shirtless, wearing red pants, and if my memory serves me right, also a bucket hat (oh shoot, that was just wishful thinking.) The low angle also makes it look like that bike is two or seven sizes too small for his legs. On that note, how do they measure bike size anyway? Regardless, I assumed the random fit of street circling would play into his story of lost love, but alas, no such thing.
* Can we speak for a minute about that sheer green shirt at 1:08. I know you probably wouldn't like to, but it has to be addressed. So what's up with that? I remember being embarrassed for him even when I was watching this in the third grade, and I had a pair of lime green denim shorts at that time people.
* At 1:27, the look on his face is very uncomfortable. Maybe it's because of the shirt and the strange way it makes the top of his pant line oddly noticeable and oddly high seeming. "It can't get much worse" is what he must be thinking in this moment. "How did I get here!?"
* @1:30 OH GOD NO. This shirt is black, form fitting, and more importantly, sheer once again! The humanity. I was not aware Urban singer-songwriters were hoarding International Male catalogues at this time. This is clearly a woman to be pining over if she can stand to be seen next to this man in public.
* Hmm, he's in a tub at 2:15. That's strange. Oh, it's a memory. I get it. I wish it had been the fluffy pink cotton candy bubble bath that Toni Braxton had in that one video that I am sure to feature in a few month's time. Either way, the floor by it looks repulsive and bathing in what appears to be a tool shed seems in opposition to cleanliness. But there is love.
* If love means having matching suits like at 3:22, then I don't know anyone who has found love yet.
* The move he does at 2:54 kind of makes me want him to be alone forever. But I can't be that cruel. I don't know what the hell kind of moves I would attempt in my first music video. I'm sure it at least felt right in the moment.
* It would take a man of stone not to laugh at the abundance of seagulls flanking his head at 3:39.
* It's easy to take pot shots here, especially considering this video is oddly ripe with laughable moments for being so low concept and melancholy, but this is undeniably a really wonderful and well written song. The best bits are obviously the parts about jigsaw puzzles being torn apart and hitting dusty roads.
* It's also easy to make a joke about the video ending with Rich "in the crapper," seemingly like his career, but Wikipedia tells me he is still active and recording as recently as 2008. So good for you Tony Rich. I liked your CD and if I recall, there was a song about a mountain goat. Or at least one that used a mountain goat as a metaphor for a theme I wasn't picking up on at age 9.
* I repeat. This is not Babyface.
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