Short story inspired by the music video of the song “Betty” by Degiheugi.
There’s something really fulfilling about acting as a day job. It can temporarily fool you that you too are worth something, worth some loving. Cause I too need someone to hold me, kiss me, on and on, just because of the package that I am. Cause it’s interesting how many guys stay stuck on your face. I long to be loved because of my quirks, my silliness and my inner, most delightful flaws. Not because of my looks. I long to be treated like a normal human being. But when you’re beautiful that is, sadly, not how it goes. They fall in love with your beauty, and you’re indeed left feeling bored and, well, simply ignored. Because being beautiful (or rich or famous) is actually very much a cause for an almost hidden depression. It is an obstacle in any true human connection. You can see it in their eyes. Some actors’s eyes drift away from your eyes to that which is below. And suddenly they’ve lost the ability to behave naturally. And you’re standing there. Looking at them. Thinking “not this shit again”. They don’t really see you when you’re beautiful. They see a collection of values attached to beauty. Innocence, honesty, loyalty, kindness. But guess what. I’m none of these. And really anyone can fall for a beautiful face. The secret though is to fall for a beautiful mind. But maybe this is just how my cards were dealt. Lovable on the outside, unlovable on the In. And that discovery is e-xactly why I went into acting.
Director of this music video: Dano Cerny
Short story based on music video “Wild One” of DJs Lucky Rose and Tep No.
It’s difficult to tame a wild one. They all want one, until they actually have one. Then it blows up in their faces. You simply can’t tame the one thing that is too afraid to be caged. It will kick and scream, yell and spit, punch and hit you, right where it hurts. Whatever needs to be done to avoid entering the cage. Most of them keep trying anyway. But not much so with him. He lets me be. We can go for these long, quiet walks in the woods. And he’ll curiously jump and run around like mad, in some kind of childlike overexcitement. But he’s got his eye on me though. Follows me around. And even when I feel alone, I just look about, and guess who’s still around. He’s just as wild as me, exploring all them different corners ferociously. But sometimes I do keep him on a leash … Like when he’s been naughty, screwing up my carefully constructed territory. That much curiosity should sometimes be restrained. But the cuddles, well, they’re the best. His soft skin complements my firm face. And he’s so cute when he sleeps. And he’s strong. And protective of me. He’ll save me from anything, if necessary, though he knows I can take perfect care of my own. And when I dance the night away, he doesn’t care whether or not I’m drunk. Doesn’t feel the need to show the dance floor the two of us belong. He knows I am the loyal kind. He knows that I know that he’s around. Honestly, all the times I went out without him, it felt like I had left some kind of important piece of myself behind. So really, … who needs a man when you’ve got a dog?
Director of music video: Not mentioned anywhere – ? UltraMusic
That feeling when you’re off. Off to see the world. You’re all packed up and ready to go. To go see distant lands, see creatures you’ve never seen before, only heard talking of. Those places you’ve never visited before; of which you never knew their beautiful existence. And so you spread your wings and fly, open your arms, and your heart, to welcome anything that’s New in there, anything at all, as if to say “Hi, who are you? I wish I’ve met you sooner, cause you kinda light up my world”. But then, as you go out there, out into the wild, no one really notices you. Well, you know, maybe some dog does. But no actual human being notices you. Such a shame. You’d think they’d notice. I mean, look at you, you’re nice, and friendly, and courageous. Take the first man on the moon, for example, I bet they noticed him. But you’re not like him, are you? No, cause him at least they noticed. No one notices you, do they? Until … suddenly, … someone does notice you. Not only notices you, but actually sees you. And you feel your heart lighting up, you feel on top of the moon, and … and he walks away, anyway. And you don’t understand. Lordy, don’t leave me all by myself. So you pack up, and leave. Back to your old place. Where nothing is ever New. But only when you arrive awaits you something you hadn’t noticed before. They have seen you have returned. And you’re welcomed into someone’s world. And so now, mhuhahahah, now you’ve found the perfect plan. Now those strange folks must notice you.
Director of MV: StyleWar
Let’s hop along on the “oh look, a small kitten acting cute”-trend. Cause for stuff to go viral, all you really need is one awesome-looking muppet and a cute kitten on your bed. Whatcha doing, Kirby? Just joking around with her boss, the psychiatric patient, or really any other human. She’s his confidante, his partner in crime, his eternal friend to turn to in times of utter pain. She’s all you ever hoped for in your Facebook’s “What’s New?”-page. Don’t have that sense of purpose other people have? Not to worry: here’s Kirbs. I mean, sure, you could get Facebook, go to a shrink, get drunk all day, … but really, all you need is a cute little pet to get to come home to. Fifteen years taking prescriptions, now a shrink like “I don’t know, maybe get a kitten?”. E-xactly. Cause kittens rock. They pass the time. Their cute little ways of going ecstatic for your average plastic bag or cardboard box, it’s just like: Damn… Maybe you’re making life more complicated than it actually is? And they’re not like dogs, too, in the sense that you’re forced to go outside and leave the tender touch of your comfy couch. No, no, life’s awesome just the way it is: Me and Kirbs hanging about. Keep an old man sharp. Keep the lovin’ alive.
Director of MV: Toben Seymour