Vid: Bendin' the Rules - Vividcon 2011
Ah, the good old days. Long songs with uncut bridges in mono and leisurely clips with the only fast cutting and special effects provided by the show's editors... (Oh, you wanted me to talk about the vid - Ah, the good old days of brotherly sacrifice and the incipient end of the world.) Done using only the computer equivalent of tech available for VCR vidding for the VividCon 2011 Challenge - Blast From the Past.
Streaming via Viddler:
Download fullsize mpg2: Here or here.
Bendin' The Rules Pity my brother
For how he's suffered me
Through nameless towns
And cold prairie
For restless women
At the end of the line
Who tendered checks for
A promise divine
Cash as quick as "vegas"
Like "vegas" in a dream
I work this charismatic ruse
For my brother's peace and being
Sittin' tight in moline
The money on the bed
With every memory sharp to me
And the fear of times ahead
CHORUS
Maybe the good book
Came from the divine
Or maybe it was written
Just to keep us in line
The mistakes of the sages
Make the rules for the fools
So father forgive me
For bendin' the rules...
Well, mister he improved some
With the money I scammed
Some days his light shines as bright
As the light of the promised land
Death was often something
We freely would discuss
When he was ten and I was twelve
And the spectre would often brush
In and out of treatments
Since twenty months of age
At eighteen the insurance
No longer would maintain
And my old man in the kitchen
His hands upon his face
Did weep to shake his very soul
In the darkness of this place
CHORUS
Hold me Saint Christopher
Over every county line
Overlook my blasphemy
For the sake of buying time
Grant him days of laughter
Bestow me clemency
He sleeps soft in the back seat
His freedom from ordeal
To every ruddy youngster
Off free in summer's fields
And every young lass poised to claim
Her share of what love yields
To all the grieving angels
And the litany of saints
I am my brother's keeper
To what end decides the fates
CHORUS
Notes: When I started this vid I hadn't intended to do it for the Challenge show, it was just a vid that had sprung nearly fully formed in my head when listening to stuff from the dark and dusty depths of my music collection (How could I have forgotten about a song where a guy sells himself to save his brother? Not to mention all the other imagery lining up.) As I started to work on it, however, it started looking very much like what I did back at the start of my vidding career in the days of VCR vidding, both stylistically and thematically so I decided that it would be fun to try doing it with the same limitations that I'd had as a VCR vidder - longer clips, no tweaking of them, tweaking of music limited to cutting and fades (I had scary tech as a VCR vidder - I had a little black box that would let me fade both audio and video, something otherwise out of reach of most vidders). And as such, I had a blast doing it.
Streaming via Viddler:
Download fullsize mpg2: Here or here.
Bendin' The Rules Pity my brother
For how he's suffered me
Through nameless towns
And cold prairie
For restless women
At the end of the line
Who tendered checks for
A promise divine
Cash as quick as "vegas"
Like "vegas" in a dream
I work this charismatic ruse
For my brother's peace and being
Sittin' tight in moline
The money on the bed
With every memory sharp to me
And the fear of times ahead
CHORUS
Maybe the good book
Came from the divine
Or maybe it was written
Just to keep us in line
The mistakes of the sages
Make the rules for the fools
So father forgive me
For bendin' the rules...
Well, mister he improved some
With the money I scammed
Some days his light shines as bright
As the light of the promised land
Death was often something
We freely would discuss
When he was ten and I was twelve
And the spectre would often brush
In and out of treatments
Since twenty months of age
At eighteen the insurance
No longer would maintain
And my old man in the kitchen
His hands upon his face
Did weep to shake his very soul
In the darkness of this place
CHORUS
Hold me Saint Christopher
Over every county line
Overlook my blasphemy
For the sake of buying time
Grant him days of laughter
Bestow me clemency
He sleeps soft in the back seat
His freedom from ordeal
To every ruddy youngster
Off free in summer's fields
And every young lass poised to claim
Her share of what love yields
To all the grieving angels
And the litany of saints
I am my brother's keeper
To what end decides the fates
CHORUS
Notes: When I started this vid I hadn't intended to do it for the Challenge show, it was just a vid that had sprung nearly fully formed in my head when listening to stuff from the dark and dusty depths of my music collection (How could I have forgotten about a song where a guy sells himself to save his brother? Not to mention all the other imagery lining up.) As I started to work on it, however, it started looking very much like what I did back at the start of my vidding career in the days of VCR vidding, both stylistically and thematically so I decided that it would be fun to try doing it with the same limitations that I'd had as a VCR vidder - longer clips, no tweaking of them, tweaking of music limited to cutting and fades (I had scary tech as a VCR vidder - I had a little black box that would let me fade both audio and video, something otherwise out of reach of most vidders). And as such, I had a blast doing it.