You know, I’ve oft been disappointed that I’ve never had a real opportunity to wear a boiler suit.
Furthermore, I’ve oft been disappointed that I’ve never had a real opportunity to wear an inflatable boiler suit in the likeness of Bibendum (or, for those of you who can’t speak French, “The Michelin Man”).
Furthermore to that furthermore, I’ve oft been disappointed that I’ve never been invited to a Bibendum party, whereby all invitees gather together and form a particularly low-impact mosh pit.
True, maybe no one has ever come up with this great idea for an inflatable-boiler-suit-mosh-pit-Michelin-Man party, aside from myself, but it still burns, disappointingly, to not be invited.
The only burning question I’m left with is: if I was invited, and if there was a party, what would we Les Bibendums mosh to?
With that preposition dangling along with my many disappointments, here follows a few vids featuring boiler suits.
Such great heights – The Postal Service
Australia – The Shins
Each life each end – Polysics
R U experienced? – Devo
Intergalactic – Beastie Boys
Cars – Gary Numan
Left behind – Slipknot
Parties are totally rad. Even bad parties. Yes, I like parties a lot. Especially super-exclusive ones involving just me and a man named Timmy who can dance like Shakira.
So, like it says in the heading: here follows a few vids featuring a party.
We are your friends – Justice vs Simian
In the old narrative device of having the end at the beginning, here is the end at the beginning. For those unfamiliar, that means you find out from the outset that, by the roll of the credits, the champion racehorse is going to be dead as a doornail, and THAT’S how come he’s stuffed in a glass case at the Melbourne Museum (see 1983 film Phar Lap). And so we have the party aftermath. No stuffed racehorses.
TV party – Black Flag
TV = party.
Fight for your right – Beastie Boys
Folks out of town for the night = party.
24 hour party people – Happy Mondays
More than one person in your car = party.
1979 – Smashing Pumpkins
Rolling down a hill in a big tyre = party.
100% – Sonic Youth
Sonic Youth in the rumpus room = party.
Do you want to? – Franz Ferdinand
Free booze served up on a silver platter = party.
Come together – Primal Scream
Balloons = party.
Oh Errol – Australian Crawl
Lots of bodies drinking champagne in a Jacuzzi = oh-so dodgy party.
In wintry old Melbourne it’s getting harder and harder to drag myself out of bed in the mornings. So much so, that I’m thinking of pimpin’ my ride out to work Bedknobs and Broomsticks style.
So put on some mittens, toast some marshmallows, and set your hair on fire, cos here follows a few vids featuring a nippy bite to the air.
Very Loud – Shout Out Louds
Last Christmas – Wham!
Hoppipolla – Sigur Ros
Fire below – Midnight Juggernauts
Pictures of you – The Cure
Hazy shade of winter – The Bangles
April skies – The Jesus and Mary Chain