28 posts tagged “2006”
First my fave from 2005:
Your Ex-Lover Is Dead - Stars
Then I launched into 2006:
Berg: Sieben Fruhe Lieder: I. Nacht - Renee Fleming/Berlin Philharmonic/Claudio Abbado
Killing Me - Steve Wynn & The Miracle 3
Harmed - Film School
Boccherini: Quintet No. 4: Pastorale - Le Concert Des Nations
All For U - Aceyalone & RJD2
Sweet Jane - Mott The Hoople
Feathers-Oar-Blades - Cocteau Twins
Ribbed And Veined - Cocteau Twins
Summer-Blink - Cocteau Twins
Violaine - Cocteau Twins
3121 - Prince
Ravel: Shaherazade: III. - Victoria De Los Angeles
Fenix Funk 5 - Aphex Twin
Easy On Yourself - Drive-By Truckers
On The Radio - The Concretes
Tchaikovsky: Piano Concerto No. 1: III. Allegro con fuoco - Emil Gilels
Prokofiev: Piano Concerto No. 5: II. Moderato ben accentuato - Sviatoslav Richter
Crush In The Ghetto - Jolie Holland
Vicarious - Tool
Chinaberry Tree - Mew
Knock 'Em Out - Lily Allen
Kaija Saariaho: Mirrors - Alexis Descharmes
Back In The Day - Christina Aguilera
Candyman - Christina Aguilera
Dogwood Rust - Comets On Fire
Eyes Of The Insane - Slayer
Arvo Part: Psalm 117 - Estonian Philharmonic Chamber Choir
Hours - TV On The Radio
Chopin: Impromptu No. 1 - Leif Ove Andsnes
The Sinking Belle - Sunn o))) & Boris
Nausea - Beck
I Don't Ever Want To Change - The Drones
Stand In Silence - ...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead
Blue Suede Shoes - Carl Perkins
San Quentin - Johnny Cash
Lucinda - Tom Waits
Mothers, Sisters, Daughters, and Wives - Voxtrot
Director: Jon Watts
This track comes off one of my favorite albums of the year, and the video is spine-tinglingly good. Kind of like a modern-day Thriller, if the video for Thriller had stop-motion wolves and had freaking gorgeous art direction and, you know, was actually a little bit scary.
And that's it. There's no better note on which to end my catalogue of videos for 2006. About time too, as we're already two weeks into 2007.
Director: Ben Dickinson
...Or however the hell it's punctuated. Six months until my next trip to NYC. I am counting the days.
Directors: Rozan & Schmeltz
YouTube was down last night! Oh, the humanity. So I had to wait until tonight to bring you this illustration of creative uses for flour and baked beans. Share it with someone you love. Who you would never toy with while they were passed out drunk. Oh no.
Director: Emmanuel Ho
This one is so achingly beautiful but it makes me so sad when I watch it, that Watership Down brand of sad. In my world someone cuts the string and the owl still gets a mouse to call its own.
Director: Dougal Wilson
I remember seeing the video for Basement Jaxx's Romeo on a flight to London years ago, and it changed my life for the better for a few moments. This one does the same thing every damn time I watch it. See, that girl, that's me. Except I only wish I could swish my skirts with such insouciance.
Director: Sophie Muller
Gerald just posted this to his LJ a few days ago, but I had to make sure it got a pointer from me as well. I saw Lily Allen perform live on some show on Channel 4 when I was in London this summer and fell instantly in love. She used "James Blunt" as Cockney rhyming slang for...well I'll let you figure it out. While this song is actually not my favorite from her magnificent debut album, Muller does quite right by it in this video, compressing into 3 minutes pretty much every revenge fantasy I've ever entertained. Except for the one where your friend dumps her drink on your cheating liar of an asshole ex's crotch at a party.
Director: Chris Cunningham
First of all, Chris Cunningham. Second of all, that's Samantha Morton. Third of all, the guy in the eyeliner. I'm totally freaked out, and I love it.
Director: Sophie Muller
Even if I'm getting a little tired of Sophie Muller's color correction, she still shoots a damn good video. And even if I'm similarly tiring of Beyonce's jerking dance moves, when she screams "I'll be damned if I see another chick on your arm" I want to applaud. Kick his ass!
Director: Tony Gardener
Anything I try to write about this one just sounds trite. In the space of a few minutes Daft Punk (of all people) deliver a powerful message about self-perception that beats the hell out of any after-school special I've ever seen.
