How great are stunner deals at Hungry Jacks? Nah, they actually taste like a cow took it’s final, bloody shit in your mouth. Instead, cop out for the real stunner deal of amazing clips from a range of Aussie/New Zealand artists, and a couple blokes who are punk as fuck.
The first thing I think of when the word ‘Forget’ comes into conversation is the memory loss Axl Rose must’ve lost between Appetite of Destruction and G N R Lies to go from rocking so hard to sucking so hard. That’s a complete lie, but a good introduction, and a stubbornly true fact, so let’s keep it that way. Anyway, The Harpoons’ new song ‘Unforgettable’ is actually that, a languid slab of emotion, with some absolutely killer Beyonce-esque vocals coming through. The video is also a damn fine slice of mod-pop, splicing weird mono-colours together, whilst yearning synths ache in the background.
It’s hard to make out what to think of the new Guerre video, mainly because it doesn’t sit still or in focus long enough to make out anything. The video is as strange and unique as the song itself. There are a whole bunch of instruments that I have no idea what they are, just weird shit that consistently shifts and allures at the same time. Fucked up, but in a totally fashionable way.
If Satan were to ever be put in the laundry with a Napisan commercial, this is precisely what would emerge. No questions asked, this is exactly the thing that you would get. It start out at a demonic slow pace, before glitching out, and turning into a sloppy, melting nightmare. It’s pretty fucking alright.
Fraser A. Gorman-Book of Love
In this clip, featuring a song that is jaw-droppingly fucking good, Fraser A. Gorman hangs out with a bunch of mates that you might know from bands like You Am I, Courtney Barnett, and King Gizzard. Yeah, Fraser A. Gorman has got way cooler mates than you do. He then goes out on a boat, reads a book with no words in it, and drinks shots without paying for them. Yeah, you don’t have to pay for drinks when Stu from King Gizz and Courtney Barnett are your back-up vocalists. But don’t you dare fuck with his chicken. That thing is as gorgeous as a sunset dipped in warm cocaine, and helps Gorman discover the meaning of love. That’s a damn fine pheasant if you ask me.
The Murlocs-Paranoid Joy
The Murlocs’ debut album is a fucking ripper, featuring track after track of warbling, harmonica-fuelled genius. ‘Paranoid Joy’ is one of the most memorable takes off the album, and it’s got an equally deranged video to accompany it. Basically, if Cerberus swallowed a VHS copy of outtakes from your band practice, and shat it out with that bad serving of paranoid delusions he accidentally hoofed down, then you’d get the ‘Paranoid Joy’ video.
OFF!-Red White And Black
When you’ve got your video featuring Brian Posehn and Dave Foley as white supremacists in faux-Nazi uniforms, you’ve got yourself one of the best videos ever. The video then divulges into a punk rock haven, slurring guitars going into an overdrive that would kill Vin Diesel. Then the neo-Nazi’s get the shit kicked out of them, and everything is hilarious.