I can probably count the number of times I’ve ever paused a music video and gone back to try to piece together what’s actually going on in the events of the narrative on one hand, and that’s with half that hand shoved up my own ass and three of the fingers chopped off. That’s why I’ve been momentarily taken aback by this gorgeous new track and accompanying cinematic piece from the vaguely Scandanavian Los Angeles duo Rhye, whose previous track “Open” we fell for last winter.
There isn’t too much information about the group out there, which certainly adds to the allure because once you find out that the people behind a song that feels like magic are just any other dumb schmuck like you it kinds of ruins the illusion. But there a few things I can say that I’ve learned after watching the Daniel Kragh-Jacobsen directed cut for this jazzy, breathy, Euro-beat style song “The Fall.” First up, it’s really rather strange to see a contemporary music video starring middle-aged people isn’t it? Sounds odd to point out, but I’m so used to seeing piss-pantsed 20 somethings frolicking around in the splendor of youth that it’s almost revolutionary to tell a story about a couple on the wrong side of 40.
Secondly, dudes, never ever try that move where you pull your girlfriend or wife into the pool/bath tub when she’s still dressed up. It always seems like it’s going to seem spontaneous and exciting, and bring you closer together or whatever fantasy your caveman brain cobbled together in the moment, but it’s really just going to piss her off that her hair and dress are all fucked up now. Like where you’re coming from guys, but get to the same end point through another channel.
On the other hand, ladies, just fall into the fucking pool/tub for once, ok? Next thing you know your man is going to be having day dreams about chasing a maybe imaginary younger woman around that he meets at a party, and he’ll be riding tandem with her on a bicycle through the streets of Copenhagen or wherever at dawn. You don’t want that now do you?
Speaking of splashing into the water, that image, and the title of the song, call to mind a pivotal scene in Albert Camus’ novel The Fall in which the protagonist Clamence stands by frozen in inaction while he watches a woman plummet off of a bridge. A couple of quotes from the book that may or may not be apropos here:
“Your success and happiness are forgiven you only if you generously consent to share them. But to be happy it is essential not to be too concerned with others. Consequently, there is no escape. Happy and judged, or absolved and wretched.”
“I used to advertise my loyalty and I don’t believe there is a single person I loved that I didn’t eventually betray.”