I was cleaning out my harddrive the other day, when I came upon this one, recorded sometime in the early noughties, and I thought - hm, this is a lot more like what I had in mind, soundwise, than the version that ended up on the Wavicles album. Didn't have a multitrack project anymore, though, only the shittily mixed demo version, but imported it in my DAW anyway, added some bass, some more drums, fiddled around with the EQ, then added some more guitar feedback, etc. etc.
Luckily I had some footage from a Fluxus Nexus rehearsal as well, as the band has long since desintegrated into verious antagonistic factions (fuck you, Bob!!!). For all the colliding cars, rioting crowds and hallucinating cats, I just raided the Internet, liberally 'borrowing' any and all footage I could get hold of, mixing it all up in a process not entirely dissimilar to how the 'music' gets done in the first place.
I would never go so far as to call this shit art, but at least it's something you can kind of trip out to, unlike, like, 99% of all other shit on TV (which, if you're not one for rock lyric exegesis, is what this song is about, lyricwise, that's to say, feeling amped about the prospect of watching television, but then feeling jipped nothing's on, then wanting to go outside and start a riot, only all your friends are too stoned to even contemplate going outside)
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