Much Like My Beloved Eno Sounds, MGMT’s SNL Performance of “Brian Eno” Is Delicious
April 26, 2010

Before I watched it Sunday morning (because grandmas and gay men who act like grandmas are both physically incapable of staying up past 9:30 on a Saturday night), I wasn’t sure what to expect from this:

This is mostly because I’ve learned my MGMT lesson since that one time I didn’t know what to expect from the “Flash Delirium” video, and I’m not one to make the same nightmare mistakes twice in my lifetime, or at least until an ample amount of time has passed for me for me to decide I want another ride on the Bad Idea Express.  It’s also worth noting, though, that I didn’t expect them to play their love letter to Brian Eno (and my personal favorite track off Congratulations because it’s awesome and because le duh) as their second number, so that in itself was something pretty awesome surprise:

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But let’s be clear on one thing, while my love for “Brian Eno” may never quite reach my love for Brian Eno, even more surprising to me was how much this guy sure brings it awfully close:

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That’s Not Cool, MGMT. The “Flash Delirium” Video Is Not Cool at All
March 30, 2010

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I don’t think the problem with the video for the first single off MGMT’s sophomore album, Congratulations, has anything to do with the song itself.  Sure, “Flash Delirium” is by no means an obvious choice for a first single, but it’s also hardly the sort of song that the band should be apologizing for.  Hell, I happen to enjoy how that it trades the first single–let alone a traditional pop song–vibe for a that of four-minute psychadelic/rock mini-symphony.  It’s got an electric feel indeed (woof*).

No no, I’m pretty sure the problem with “Flash Delirium” has everything to do with the fact that it starts out as a relatively innocent music video before boarding the bullet-train to Nightmaretown.  Seriously, it begins with a Royal Tenenbaums-esque assortment of rich eccentrics (scariness proportional to how you feel about bourgeois eccentricities) and cake (scariness proportional to how you feel about carbs), brings in the ventriloquist dummies (scariness proportional to how you feel about dolls), and then it just gets into the sort of Cronenbergian freakishness that’s best left as a surprise, but SPOILER ALERT: you will probably shit you pants in horror.  “Flash Delirium” after the jump, y’all:

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