Somebody's Got Some Explaining To Do.

It was a spectacular autumn day here today; the sun was shining, the air was warm with a hint of fall and the breeze light. It was just as I imagine California to be....you could almost see the air sparkling. I spent a ridiculous part of that beautiful day surfing the net downstairs in the basement, and was punished soundly by having the following video come to my attention. Hands down, this is the cheesiest, most abominable music video on God's green earth.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AMlnJLdV5VY

First off, I LOVE the dancing here (we'll get to those funky costumes in a minute.) The choreographer clearly learned those moves in her Jazzercise class, and then added in a few of the finer moves from cheerleading camp. I am especially fond of the "Indian Goddess of War" move at about 1:46, and then the coy wiggling of hips and the particularly jaunty move out of the screen. And what the hell is everyone doing right after that, at around the 2:00 minute mark....the all careen in and out of the screen busting out in the most bizarre dancing (for lack of a better term.) It looks exactly like what happened at Thing 2's sixth birthday party, when I let everyone have Coke with the cake, after a full afternoon of cheesies and pudding.

The dancer's costume appear to have been borrowed from the local high school's marching band. I'll bet they got a discount because they didn't need the hats.

That manly singer is rocking a mighty, righteous hair-do here; it's not everyone who can carry off a style which appears to be molded out of plastic. And why is the girl singer decked out like the pre-slutty Sandy from "Grease"?

These are some profound and stirring lyrics, too. "How can I be sure you're not pretender?" and "This rock would turn to sand, So this is where we stand". Pearls of wisdom, that. And at one point, it's hard to make out exactly what he's saying, but I think it's "I just want to be your loving fender". You'd think someone would have splashed out for a translator, at some point.

At the end, when Barbie and Ken are driving away into the great unknown (shouldn't he be looking where he's going?and why no seatbelts? Or helmets?), which, by the way, is another "Grease" homage, the dancers appear to be eating something (popcorn?) and drinking from clear bottles (vodka?) and barely notice their departure. They wave and presumabley say goodbye in a rather dulsatory fashion, but you can tell it's not sincere. They are just happy to be left with their popcorn and vodka.

Apparently this video was made in 1978, for which I will cut them some slack...the 70's was definitely "The Decade Taste Forgot", but even so, there's very little excuse for this travesty. Someone should be made accountable.