Chet Faker – Talk is Cheap

 

So you look at it, right, and you think “Oh yeey, snow”. But instead it’s not your typical cosy snow scene. It’s ice. Melting. And there’s a dead body underneath. As cold as ice. Nice way of going from idyllic to pure coldheartedness. And the ice is cracking up into this painting-like photoshoppic sculpture and you’re like “yeey, there’s a happy ending to this vid”. Talk is cheap, my darling. Is it, though – cheap? Depends on the kind of talk, no? You gotta feel it on your own. Oh, jeez, do I like…really have to – feel it? Like, I would prefer not to feel (it). So the dead body suddenly has feelings. It has awakened to Spring. That’s what feelings tend to do, don’t they? Lift things up a bit. Cold pain, I cannot sustain it, says the dead guy once alive but soon to be dead again, as you see zombie waves around the corner. Fuck. You can see the turnaround. No. No. Look, there are the bugs arriving. And then there’s the leaves. There’s the ice again. What the —-? That’s not how it’s supposed to go. Like, jeez, I,… I,… I demand happy endings.

Director of MV: Toby & Pete

Flume – More Than You Thought

 

So you’ve got the robotic rhythm and them alien signs, and, of course, a girl. This one’s wearing a glass helmet and a black cloak. The image of her chair hitting the ground makes for perfect photography. But first: Let the robot speak, that alien television-looking thingy in front of her. They caught her, tied her up, forced her to watch that thing. Looking at her sideways, she looks like Death itself trapped in a corner. The thing has a name: The Infinity Prism (which actually exists!). An exact replica of today’s all-pervasive, yet fatal audio-visual paranoia. Undoubtedly sending out some Flume-tunes. And the dungeon they put her in… you’re like, damn, where can I buy this thing? It’s perfect for my freshly renovated basement downstairs. I would love to put a girl in there. Force her to listen to Flume, to see the light, the universal meaning of music… I’d be like, you see? You see now how to break free? Cause suddenly it’s there: she lifts up, as does her chair. Another perfect photograph. Caught up in her screen, as you are caught up in yours. Breaking free from all earthly matter, hypnotized by the Dreamachine-kind of screen. She has discovered how to literally be caught up in music. How to, yes, vanish for a little while. And so have you.

 

Director of MV: Toby & Pete