You thought Tame Impala
music videos hit the medium’s boundaries with their lascivious The Less I Know The Better clip
YOOOU THOUGHT. YOU THOUGHT.
Utterly bereft of any original footage (hell, even tangentially related footage… or an official co-sign from the band itself), filmmaker / night-terror progenitor Ben Aston has nevertheless crafted a full-body fever dream from free stock footage to accompany the band’s hazy Nangs.
The result is disconcerting. That ever-present hovering watermark stands between you and this happy chappy, crushing the warm bond he’s trying so hard to form with you through ya screen.
You’re there, but you’re not; it’s familiar, but so, so foreign. It’s Aunty Donna’s 1999
meets Being John Malkovich
. It’s vaporwave meets Dilbert
, meets clawing existential dread.
Christ, I need to lie down. It’s clever, though. Purge your soul below: