New York Magazine just informed me that the “wedding season” has officially commenced. Hence, this little visual accompaniment of the song Crows by A Grave With No Name seems highly appropriate for the occasion. Btw, the guy behind this “grave” has a name, thanks to the popular online search engine, it wasn’t difficult to establish it’s Alex. Alex has “awesome long metal dude hair” and a penchant for feedback induced lo-fi production. In Crows, he sounds a little like another fellow who shares similar aesthetics called Bradford Cox.
Anyways, the video perfectly sums up any wedding-y type situation. The profile of the proud in-laws, yawning bridesmaids, stained glass windows of that perfect little church. But most of all the doubting wife-to-be whose Ancient Roman looking profile is caught be the anonymous voyeur. Does she want to be taken home?