Showing posts with label music videos. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music videos. Show all posts
As a film buff and de facto cuter half of the Art Star film boys, I spend far too little time looking at music videos. With respect to Katelin's essay on Lady Gaga, I stopped paying attention somewhere between illicit nights watching BET Uncut and a confusing first impression of Tokio Hotel, which is a damn shame because some great things have been happening.
We've all been saturated with Gaga's "Bad Romance" inundated with Ok Go's "Here It Goes Again," and plenty of us saw Kanye's "Flashing Lights" (nsfw), but who remembers when he dropped "Paranoid" (one word: Rihanna), or when Mos slipped "Supermagic" beneath the aural doorjamb? For this reason, I've resolved to put some added purpose behind my Google searches, and will be on the lookout for new videos from now on. Sharing with you is sharing with myself, and who isn't down for a five minute sip of something sweet and avant garde?
As her stagename suggests, everyone from the music, fashion, and tabloid industries are GaGa for…well, GaGa. In the recent videos for Lady GaGa’s “Telephone” and Beyonce Knowles’ “Video Phone,” the starlets of the music world have combined forces, forming two of the most trendsetting music videos today. Paying homage to Quentin Tarantino’s iconic films Reservoir Dogs, Pulp Fiction and Kill Bill, GaGa and Knowles epitomize Tarantino sexuality as characterized by their well-dressed, over-sexed and badass edge—lest we forget the giant yellow “Pussy Wagon.”
