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Friday, August 1, 2014
"Why Honey Sings" Video
Don't expect a Duran Duran masterpiece, but I made a music video. I entered a local talent contest (at least I think I did; I wasn't sure if the Web entry form actually worked) since I decided to play out again (cue up "Talent Show" by The Replacements, but I'll skip the pill-popping part). The contest was looking for all ages material, so I chose an older song with no cuss words and fairly broad appeal in that it wasn't about an old man hanging out at the library or an administrative assistant plotting revenge on the people who made fun of her musical taste. I figured a love song would be good, and since I had been playing "Why Honey Sings" lately, I chose it. It's also a short song, so I figured there would be less chance to screw it up. The contest rules asked for a video, so I filmed myself playing it. It's a pretty boring video, but the performance is all right, and I assume that's what the talent contest folks are looking for. I did break out my old shiny shirt ($2 at the Fashion Bug sidewalk sale in 1997, if I remember correctly) to provide a hint of visual appeal. I would have liked to have shown the guitar, but anytime I moved back enough from the camera for it to show up, the sound quality dropped too much, so y'all just get a cross between a webcam shot and the second half of the Bruce Springsteen "Brilliant Disguise" video. The best thing about the video is that after I filmed it and filled out the contest application, I noticed a little tiny note that said that if the entrant were a musical act, then all that was needed was a sound recording on SoundCloud.
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