good morning.
growing up, saturday mornings were ruled by bowls of sugary cereal and music video clips. that’s if things went my way.
i wasn’t much into cartoons so there was always a bit of a morning rumble-tumble for the remote control. whoever got a hold of the remote first inevitably ruled the morning’s entertainment. it was cartoons for my sister and music video clips for me.
save for the slight moment of weakness when you left the remote control unattended. being a late riser that’s when i came in and rage or video hits was turned on.
looking back it was the music video clips which influenced me the most. usually american, always a new york back drop.
you knew where this was going right?
i need to write about the clips one day. not today. it’s a rushed morning here in grown-up land. there is laundry to be done, errands to be run and the bowls of sugary cereal have been replaced by sensible portions of greek yoghurt with berries. the music video clips stay the same.
i’ve been listening to kindess’ album during every waking moment this week. it’s taken over and has me in a place of pining. not sure for what yet. lost time perhaps? lost chances, people, places? with all that, it also gives me hope for new music. that heady moment of love/new music, which i’m pleased to report is still alive in my grown-up land.
this clip has it all – new york in the summer, shot on 16mm. a nice deep beat and the vocals – oooh boy! i’m going back to listen to it again before the morning is over.










