Gillian Anderson and David Duchovny in Vancouver, 1998
HEAVY IN YOUR ARMS: HORSLEYDOWN OLD STAIRS, NO FUTURE, ON THE HEATH ON A SKATEBOARD. When I wrote this song I was thinking about the weight of love, and how loving someone can be a burden, even the death of you. We made a video for basically no money. Me, Tom, Tabitha, Matty and the boy all squeezed into a car and spent a hot summer’s day driving around town and shooting these weird shots. We had no set, no lighting, no make-up, no extras, no costumes except our own clothes. We only had one camera and two batteries. We had a lot of fun. We broke into an abandoned lot: picked our way across the wasteland to get to this big shell of a building: broken glass and big bits of wood everywhere, rooms with no walls on the front, ‘NO FUTURE’ painted in huge letters on the wall. Then we went down to the river: through Horsleydown Old Stairs and out onto the grimy bank of the Thames. I cut quite a strange figure picking my way along the rocks in a mud caked long white dress. It’s beautiful down there: seaweed green stone walls, big old wooden posts and hanging chains and twists of rusty metal. We made drag-tracks in the sand beneath the bridge. I nearly drowned, lying in the mud and rocks and flotsam and teasing the tide to come in. I was nearly washed away. Then we drove to Hampstead Heath, rolled around in the long grass and sunshine, climbed trees , dragged me through the brush on my back on a skateboard. It was such a weird and happy day. The thing I really like about this video is that it was made by five good friends spending a fun day together. We had little more than our enthusiasm and each other: Matty ran enough red lights that day to get us all killed about ten times over. It was me and my friends and my boy. It was unglamorous, sometimes uncomfortable, always romantic and unfathomable and strange. That was just what we wanted. X
Spoiler alert: adulthood is 96% of you going “well, I hope this is how it works and I’ll keep doing it till someone yells at me”
El Pintor hands.
"…and I love to listen to Otis Redding" You’re welcome. :)
also the way he says chit-chat omg
fucking duckface :’)
I’m so broke I’m thinking about joining kids selling those rubber band bracelets in the park.
heres 15 or so seconds of my 2 day old baby guinea pig enjoy
omg what happened? did he say no? :OOOOO
he said noffin did noffin