Rough boards for the creepy song off the eponymous album. Hear more at http://www.jawshack.com/
Fade in slowly, sunset. Lots and lots of slow motion for the first half of the video. We're driving, looking through the passenger side window, Santa Monica buildings flow by. Rotate around, I'm driving and start to sing. Looking around I see the following things: a viking with a briefcase at a bus stop, Swamp Thing at a coffee shop on his laptop, a trashy vampire prostitute on a street corner, a leprechaun laughing and raising his glass of guinness through the window of a pub. They're all looking at the camera as I drive by. At a stoplight a large green hand with big stitches taps at the driver's side window, and we see a huge Karloff-style Frankenstein's monster holding out a cup that says "CHANGE?" He's got neckbolts and a tattered tux, the works. We exchange looks, then I drop nuts, bolts and wingnuts into his cup and drive off as he waves his thanks.
I pull into a Ralph's and quickly walk through the aisles. I see a black alien mother with an adorable alien baby. They smile at me. I buy an apple and a bottle of Scotch. The cashier is a tired looking zombie whose nametag says James or something similarly average.
Cut to two little girls, human but wearing generic pink fairy outfits. They're laughing and jumping and playing. Each has one of those rad little spinny-light-ball-wand things they give out at circuses now.
Back in my car and driving again, I'm holding the apple but eyeing the Scotch, as if I can't make up my mind which sin I want to commit. In a true Hitchcockian exchange, I drop the apple as I see the two girls dance happily into the street. I freak out and swerve. We see my car whoosh past the two girls who stare wide-eyed, then me covering my face and screaming. Freeze on that, fade to white.
When the music gets loud and jangly, four werewolves dressed as doctors burst through the door with me on a gurney. Pandemonium, classic ER stuff, way over the top and sped up to look even more frenetic. The weredoctors are screaming waving their hands in the air and shoving everyone and everything out of the way as I start to sing from the gurney.
I continue to sing as the weredoctors get to an operating room and procede to pull out every organ they can find and toss it aside. They're pulling out entrails like magincians pulling ribbon from their mouth. I sing as the camera spirals down from overhead, and as the camera hits me I plunge into water. I fall and fall.
Still dripping wet, I end up at the Jawshack, a busy, brown, red and gold place where I play a crazy game of poker with Death and a host of others around a circular table. Who else is at the table? Dogs? The viking, the vampire, the leprechaun, one of the weredoctors? Santa? Elves? A scary, scary bunny? A lot of cliche wierdos. Waldo, maybe? That sort of thing. Maybe a fisheye. This raucous scene should be more chaos and silliness. Good-natured competitiveness. The leprechaun and a girl get into a fight, then do a shot and hug immediately after. Glares, stares, celebrations, tears as the camera rotates around the table.
I win the pot and pull the armload toward me ecstatically. I go just nuts with my winnings. I wake up with a start in a dimly lit hospital room, alone. Fade to black with the music.
Lyrics as requested by @Rogermiller (© 2010 Paul Matthis)
Welcome to the Jawshack
They bloom wither and boom they come back
Hold it tight boys and never go slack
They bloom wither and boom they come back
Everything's white until the sky goes black
They bloom wither and boom they come back
Welcome to the Jawshack
Rattle me bones I hear a knockin' at the window
Sun goes down there's a pale horizon
Stars go out the shadow's risin'
In the night that's when they attack
They bloom wither and boom they come back
Tell the little ones don't you cry now
And don't look to the sky now
God's on holiday that's a fact
They boom wither and boom they come back
Once when I was just thirteen
Went for a walk beside a cold stream
Spied a ring around the moon
Mother said that meant we'd see snow soon
There was no snow only them
Never saw my mother again
Only war was left after that
They bloom wither and boom they come back
Welcome to the Jawshack
They bloom wither and boom they come back
Hold it tight boys and never go slack
They bloom wither and boom they come back
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4:03Jawshack - Go Downby jwshk239 views
This is awesome. What are the lyrics?
Rogermiler 6 months ago
@Rogermiler I've updated the info to include the lyrics. Thank you for listening, and for the kind words.
jwshk 6 months ago