Is there anything better than the fish-out-of-water-tongue-in-cheek musical concept hastily created and horribly executed by talentless hacks dressed in karate garb? My initial response would be, "yes...a swift kick in the groin would be better."...But then I happened upon this masterpiece. You must truly employ the patience of a monk to muddle through it. Only then will its true inner greatness reveal itself to you. Go now, weedhopper. Meditate on this visual turd and let it whisper to you from beyond the ages the true nature of its power.
Like many things from the late 80's, this music video from Slaughter was not intended to be funny, mocked, or ironic...yet it is inherently doomed in that it rides the wave of contemporary cool from the time in which it was forced to be born unto this world...In other words....the height of 80's cool is the low point (and ironically high point) of today's culture. And therefore we mock it with glee. Tada!
Epic location? Check. Limo? Check. Band running through screaming fans? Check. Pretty hair? Check.
I especially appreciate the inexplicably wet floor in the hangar. I would actually love to direct a shot-for-shot remake of this video featuring a good band from today. Stick It To Ya!!
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