Quote:
Originally Posted by Villavic
Sorry but if you didn't mention the video, I didn't remember there was one. 
Yes, well, it looks like it was made by a student who failed the Cinematography I exam. Ok it was 1990, visual effects are not like today so I can forgive him, but the director must be burned at the stake of the Holy Inquisition of Audiovisuals. Who would think of mixing scenes from the 1987 tour into a video for a 1990 song? That's fine for an fledgling, unknown band, but not for a legend like Fleetwood Mac. And don't tell me they didn't have the money to do something better.
Is that girl Amy Fleetwood? Maybe the entire budget went to her salary, because agreeing to participate in that... OMG.
By floydian you mean Pink Floyd? |
Hi Villavic, yes indeed, an admittedly dollar store Pink Floyd guitar hook that is soon betrayed by the blandness of the song. After listening to that interminable intro with Mick making various garbled spoken contributions ("what's it really like?" indeed) I just wanted to be released from the experience, but no luck...
The video truly is so bad that it can't be unseen. Other Ledgies have stated Amy Fleetwood is the young woman featured, although I'm not sure I've heard that from the mouths of a band member.
Sometimes I feel that I really ought to stop myself commenting on posts about BTM, but like some rubbernecker at a motorway accident on I plough, remorseless as an avenging angel. Apologies to those Ledgies who find enough elsewhere in this hot mess (title track excepted) of an album to feel it redeems itself. I don't want to stop your fun! Each to their own!