I interrupt my regularly scheduled time listening to David Byrne and Brian Eno to bring you a Black Kids video. The band most famous for making a MySpace-fueled ascent to blogger collective consciousness in the most rapid(share) of fashions — and second most famous for getting Pug’d — are defiantly refusing to cease existing because of a negative review. Imagine that, not letting their lives be dictated by The Internet. We could all probably learn a little from Black Kids. Although, it is probably fair to read a little into this video: the color-by-numbers dance rock of “Look At Me (When I Rock Wichoo)” gets a color-by-numbers video superimposing the Kids into so many classic Saturday morning cartoon sequences that it’s making me feel 12 years old, except that I am psychoanalyzing this as a reversion to the innocence of childhood as a defense mechanism in the face of a momentarily hostile, high-stakes, grown-up world.
But anyway Speed Racer you guys!
I’m ashamed to say I can no longer name all those cartoons. If you could help, that’d be great for my need-to-name-everything-or-else-I-go-nuts thing. Thanks in advance.
Partie Traumatic is out.