The new video for Prefix's 28th favorite song of 2006 has hit the ol' interweb and despite the simplicity of its concept, it's still a little confusing. A crazy comet streaks across the night sky, over the heads of three young folks who are unbelievably wasted. They stumble about until they can do something classy like flop to the ground, piss on a wall, or pass out in front of a strip club. But surprise, they got space goo in 'em! Watch now, and then a round of questions...
Are these kids just drunk? They're approaching junkie levels of nod out and stagger. Is that because they are "space drunk"? Does a self shoe pisser get what he deserves when said piss turns silver metallic and melts him in to the pavement? I don't know about everybody else, but when I'm pissing on a wall, I try to make sure to avoid the run off so that my shoes are kept as cleanly as possible. Too bad that the girl got sucked into the ground by her own cosmic drool and everything, but would she have been really better off out cold on a park bench, waiting for strip club customers to wander out and find her? Finally, the pee and the drool are naturally occurring instances that would reveal the presence of interior space fluids, but what's up with the bleeding palm from the third bowler hat guy? Does he have the stigmata? Because if Jesus came back as a junkie in a dumb hat only to be disintegrated by comet related sabotage, it'd be a real shame.
That's just a typical night in Dundas, Ontario, where the boy's are from. Like duh.
Andrew