Text by Jim Hoey
The new Video Daughters album hits the world on Dec. 6th, and this video is proof of real tangible gains and successes since an earlier demo, sweat and blood-like in the studio to make it all appear before you as it is. What I take away from watching it is a real pastiche of the classic NYC thing, someone from there comes to do what they did before, but HERE, for the fun and hell and chance and challenge of it. The vocals remind me of American hope too smart to be blind, and some disgust and joy and whatnot. Who the hell knows though, cuz this video blinks from a platform station outside to faces and morphing torsos gimping at the shoulder, and then we’re back on the street and I catch a line about future businessmen of the world with shit on their dicks, then hypnotic swirls and baby faces, and mouths open with eyeballs superimposed on backs, and then tongues with littler mouths singing from their surface. Great editing within this one visually, and the music is glitchy on the edges and lo-fi centrally, but really pure new Americana overall. Check it for yourself.
