Come Dance With Me: Oscar and the Wolf – “Moonshine” live @Pias Nites

 

The moon lits up the whole terrace. There’s something magical about waking up at night, stepping out into the winter cold, listening to the city silence, growing a tobacco cigarette and thinking of that same old same old piece of writing wrapped up in your wollen jacket pocket. You look at the ink on the paper, and the sharp-edged words it shows. By the moonshine you glow in the dark. It’s amazing how much light the moon gives off. Seven simple words light up by it and pierce deep into your brain. Suddenly you’re reminded of distant memories, the kind that never really fade. It’s frosting. Your hands tremble around the wrapper. Your fingers clench it strongly, try to hold on tight. Kinda like your brain holds onto this one memory, thought not quite. Whereas the rugged paper tries to flee from your dry touch, encouraged by the night wind, the memory voluntarily gravitates towards your brain, like it doesn’t want to leave. However much you try to get rid of it, to not think of it, it simply refuses to dim. Come dance with me. That’s what that memory says; begging you to recall it, to relive it, to dance with it in your brain. You look at the words again. You read them. Reread them in your head. You hear your own voice silently talking, uttering those words, inside. Words that were once yours. At the time out loud. Now a memory of something you once said, when you thought you were too wise for anyone to, really, understand.

It’s strange how people just fade out of your life. And not just any kind of people. Important people. The kind you think of in the nightlife sky, there on that wooden armchair with only one arm left, there in that grayish kind of light that only the moonshine can bring you.

This short story was inspired by one of my favourite live performances: “Moonshine” by Oscar and the Wolf Live @Pias Nites (Belgium) in 2012.

Director of the video: A Jerry’s Joint

 

 

Partying Nowadays: RATATAT – Abrasive

Of all the weird dance moves people can have, Ratatat may have picked the weirdest ones and somehow decided it would be cool to fill a video with it. And while watching this I gotta say: if modern-day people weren’t so afraid to look weird and actually danced while partying, our parties nowadays would definitely be much livelier or at least much more smartphoneless. I’ve never really got it, the smartphone-party. Going to a party without fully using the power your body’s capable of. Using the rhythm that it is naturally attracted to. No, instead, let’s make sure we bring our best make-up, highly new tech phone and selfieface so that, tomorrow, any social media will show that I was at a party last night without looking like crap (and I tell you what: people who don’t look like crap at a party picture are obviously not enjoying themselves really well). But no. Parties aren’t for crazy wacko dancing no more. It’s really just about trying to look socially okay and possibly get laid.

Director of Music Video: Produced by Perfect Branch; 4000 drawings by E.VAX (Ratatat)