I’m gonna go out on a limb here and say that almost 100 % of my readership is from the age of music videos. I myself was born the year MTV hit the airwaves and as such, have grown up having Kurt Loder and Tabitha Soren give me the news. Eric Nies taught me how to grind, Kennedy taught me that mousy girls can be pretty damn cute and Jesse Camp served as a living example of why I shouldn’t huff glue.
But all that was just filler in between the videos. I’ll never forget watching March of the Pigs for the first time. When music videos became seen as a viable medium for artists and directors to work within, some really amazing stuff got made.
And yes, we could delve into the great music videos out there…but fuck that. Garbage Day proudly presents:
