i saw a video on youtube entitled "The Relaxed Wife (1957) (Atarax commercial)" and immediately knew it was the source of the clip from Everclear's "Ataraxia (Media Intro)"
if you don't know that track, here is the original source material, with an extra 300ms in the middle that they cut out for some reason for the album
i love the album So Much For The Afterglow. i've never met anyone else who liked it. i think it's a masterpiece and a tremendous accomplishment. so i've heard this clip about 800 times, and I always thought: who the FUCK would be reassured by this
it's some cruella deville shit! it's some Diabolik shit! it's some weirdass "Yes, Your Horribleness" shit! look at the fucking video! is this supposed to be an advertisement? am i missing something?
they're tapping meth rocks into a bubbling flask! give this shit to your wife! that'll slow her up! fuck dude! what was wrong with the fifties! we invented a new type of Man even more Man than Men already were! somehow! high powered mutants!
disembodied hands grasping at the air! they cannot remember their identity! their owner is gone! were they ever part of a body? would it be better if they were? would it be worse if they knew where the body went? or is this the best life will ever be for them?
what venue was this film shown in? why was it made? who was it meant to appeal to? what is humanity? could this home ever house a soul? or does it strip bare of spirit any flesh that enters, leaving it to wander the suburbs, unwanted, forgotten?
what were the fifties? did we kill them, or are they still buried under the deceptive soil of the Love Canal? do they still walk among us, reinfecting, like scabies in the carpet of a kindergarten class? did we study this filth long enough to know how to purge ourselves of it?
how do we help society achieve the triple point, where Chemicals, as a proper noun, do not represent a demon, a panacea, or a sorcery?
