for one hour a week, muchmusic stops being a shitty propaganda receptacle and dips into more “alternative” territory with a show called the wedge. i’ve tuned in from time to time over the years, because even though i think at least half of what they play isn’t any better than the crap that gets played the rest of the time, every once in a while something cool pops up. like an old video by the cocteau twins, or my bloody valentine, or pj harvey. and every once in a great while, there’s something new that doesn’t make my ears cry. like a wax mannequin video. or this.
supposedly the band (they call themselves “madrid”) will be releasing a full-length album in the next month or so. hopefully they put this version of the song on it, and not the remix from an EP they released a little while ago, because the original blows the remix away. i couldn’t even tell you what it is about the song that grabs me…it just does. there’s something nostalgic about it. i’m sure the video has a little bit to do with it as well.
note to self: always choose the dark-haired girl over the ski instructor who promises he can shape me into a champion, regardless of how cynical my feelings about “romance” become. even if the ski instructor has a mustache. especially if he has a mustache.