“I was elected to lead, not to read.” - A. Schwarzenegger, Simpsons

WARNING: Body paint (ie. breasticles) appears in the video.
Street-smart screening suggested. 

Sure, I wasn’t elected at all (that said, I do hope you went out and voted if you care about those who are), but by the powers invested in me by the Tumblr Kingdom and the Wide World of Web, I have made an executive decision to ham up the music side of this blog.  And this video is a darn good place to start.  

A great song by the Young Turks’ Catalan comrade, El Guincho, and fantastic video by Nicolás Mendez, which is part of a larger film project based on the album. Beautifully shot and cut images complement a dreamy and pulsating track smoothly and intriguingly.  

Two references come to mind.  Visually, and this is probably because I like it but have trouble putting my finger on why, some of Mendez’s shots remind me of Antonioni’s classic, Blow Up.  Also, the steel drums echo the sounds used all over Pantha du Prince’s newest album, Black Noise, and that’s a very good thing.  

The more I watch, the more I want to listen — and vice versa. To me, that’s the sign of a sweet audio-visual collaboration.  So with that, dance, dream and undress to both these songs. That’s an order.