Seriously, I can only recommend the first twenty seconds or so of this video… unless you like kittens… You like kittens, don’t you?
Atlanta musician Hart Deer aims to systematically destroy the record industry and I guess these completely batshit insane videos are the first step in that process. While watching these videos, keep in my mind these Hart Deer quotes:
Hart on where he is and where he’s going: My music has been classified as art rock, progressive rock, or even classic rock; but my goal is to create stylistically unique revolutionary music. I currently exist within the confines of the Atlanta music scene, but the envisioned scope of my artistic reformation is national, perhaps even global.
Hart on the goal of his music: The purpose of my music is to make clear these ideals, and unlock the inner doors and boundaries upon us so that together we may overcome the quiet despair of modernity, and rise to a glorious new world that justifies the experience of living.
And in an interview on his “label’s” website, Hart rambles for hours about how his label is rolling out the red carpet for their artists (which include Hart and some guy who plays drums). This is probably the highlight:
Hart: Because not only is [some guy that is “signed” to my “record label”] free to work elsewhere–we’re not sticking him with option clauses–but also we give him total creative ownership over all the songs on which he contributed.
College radio host: What? That’s ridiculous.
Hart: Some people say it’s ridiculous for us to do that. Ridiculous like a fox.
Do you like clam chowder? If the answer is yes, you’re going to love this video. If not, you should watch it anyway. You might learn something.
Brittany’s so crazy, she makes Tom Cruise look normal! SNAP!
Happy 4-20, everybody! Here’s a clip I shot last year at Joey’s annual bong-a-thon. Full bowls and full bellies - that’s how we roll!
Fog is our passion here at Splideo. Look how small this fog machine is! It resembles a sleek, sexy camcorder from Japan. This thing really butters my thighs… Imagine, you’re at a party and you need to mysteriously almost envelop the top of a barstool with sparse fog… This is your machine.
Oh man, I was laughing so hard when my cat Max fell that I thought I was going to piss my pants! But after the situation took an erotic turn when my mom bent over in front of the camera, I did a lot more than just piss my pants if you know what I’m saying.
The mind of a bearded man:
Beards don’t work for most people, but it’ll probably work for me. Yeah, people will think I’m all serious and shit.
