Monday, 10 July 2017

Goodwin

Goodwin's theory of music videos

Catfish & the Bottlemen - Soundcheck

Indie Rock/Alternative Rock genre


Feature
Observation
Genre characteristics


Indie – costumes are straight forward, black clothing, black and white video
Relationship between visuals and lyrics


A performance of the song,  video doesn't link to lyrics in my opinion as they are just in an old room/basement
Relationship between music and visuals


Edits on the beat with fast paced movements
Close ups (Star image)


The main singer is the subject of the video, being shown the most
Notion of looking


Main singer is well known, however nothing like the 'female gaze' is present
Intertextuality


Only through the use of typical indie features
Performance
Narrative
Concept
A performance of the band playing the named song with instruments


Lyrics: Maybe I don't act the way I used to
Because I don't feel the same about you
In fact, that's a lie, I want you

I raced through soundcheck
Just to meet you on your fag break
And you convinced me
To put life aside and want you

If only for the sake of it I could chill you out
And drive us through the night to your sister's
You can fall asleep with my jacket as a cover
And wake up just to join me to smoke

I wanted everything at once
Until you blew me out my mind
Now I don't need nothing

Maybe I don't act the way I used to
Because I don't feel the same that I did
The fact that I lie because I want you

And if only for the sake of it I could chill you out
And drive us through the night to your sister's
You can fall asleep with my jacket as a cover
And wake up just to join me to smoke

I wanted everything at once
Until you blew me out my mind
And now I don't need nothing
[x2]

We'll be talking about your background
And how it never left you much
Because you grew up in a small town
You'll appreciate it more
When you're done figuring your life out
And everything's fine
[x2]

I raced through soundcheck
Just to meet you on your fag break
And you convinced me
To put life aside and want you

I wanted everything at once
Until you blew me out my mind
And now I don't need nothing
[x2]


Andy Black - We Don't Have To Dance
Glam Metal/Hard Rock genre



Feature
Observation
Genre characteristics


Glam metal – objects with skulls on, black and white video, black, leather clothing
Relationship between visuals and lyrics



Relationship between music and visuals


Typical metal visuals; black and "goth" type lyrics
Close ups (Star image)


Singer is shown the most
Notion of looking


A female is present in the video; male gaze 
Intertextuality



Performance
Narrative
Concept
A narrative of the singer, also some lip syncing 




























Lyrics:
Record scratch; Steve Miller Band
Tattooed necks and tattooed hands
Oh, how don't you drown in a rain storm?

Fresh regrets, vodka sweats
The sun is down and we're bound to get
Exhausted and so far from the shore
You're never gonna get it


I'm a hazard to myself

I'll break it to you easy
This is hell, this is hell
You're looking and whispering
You think I'm someone else
This is hell, yes
.Literal hell.

We don't have to talk

We don't have to dance
We don't have to smile
We don't have to make friends
It's so nice to meet you, Let's never meet again
We don't have to talk
We don't have to dance
We don't have to dance

Bottles smash, I raise my hand

How can you all even stand
And why is there joy in this poison?
Oh, faking smiles and confidence
Driving miles to capture this excitement
I can't take anymore, oh

You're never gonna get it

I'm a hazard to myself
I'll break it to you easy
This is hell, this is hell
You're looking and whispering
You think I'm someone else
This is hell, yes.I am in hell.

We don't have to talk

We don't have to dance
We don't have to smile
We don't have to make friends
It's so nice to meet you, Let's never meet again
We don't have to talk
We don't have to dance
We don't have to dance
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah


You're never gonna get i
t

I'm a hazard to myself
I'll break it to you easy
This is hell, this is hell
You're looking and whispering
You think I'm someone else
This is hell, yes.
Literal hell.

We don't have to talk

We don't have to dance
We don't have to smile
We don't have to make friends
It's so nice to meet you, Let's never meet again

We don't have to talk

We don't have to dance
We don't have to dance
We don't have to talk
We don't have to talk
We don't have to dance
We don't have to talk, talk, talk
We don't have to dance
We don't have to talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk


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