Halfway through watching the “Beached” video, I realised that this video would have looked so much better on a cathode ray television – the format it was created for.
“Beached” set in a dystopian future or maybe even another planet. D. Kilgour plays an alien or an astronaut who wanders around a beach, all along. He then ends up at a house, makes his way though a technological room, crawls through a pipe and is back on the beach.
It’s like an episode of “The Twilight Zone”, both plotwise and with production values. All that’s needed is for the lone adventurer to shocking be revealed as actually being a New Zealand indie star escaping from the pressing demands of promoting his new album by escaping into a fantasy world.
Best bit: the DIY astronaut headgear.
Director: Stuart Page
Ngā Taonga Sound & Vision
Next… a world without girls.
It’s full of stars. The Abel Tasmans get all metaphysical with a journey through space.
I just listened to this song for the first time in years and a lyric stood out:
The Pop Art Toasters were a group formed by Martin Phillipps and friends, including David Kilgour, and they recorded an album of ’60s psychedelic pop covers. This caused a tear in the delicate fabric of the space-time continuum by the fact that Martin Phillipps has formed a band of entirely new people and not called it the Chills.
This is the genius of the Mutton Birds – their lone number one single was a song about a heater. Not in a “baby, my love will keep u warm like a heater”, but literally about a heater, an electric heater (the elements were made of wire and clay).