The grainy, iPhone-shot mess begins with Coyne explaining that the buttery, viscous liquid he’s joshing around with is crowdsourced breast milk that Mr. Pink had politely asked for over the course of a few days.

The song is one of Ariel Pink’s most accessible, complete with the anthemic, big-pointed chorus and mildly melancholym, broad pop strokes.

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Arcade Fire gets the Spike Jonze treatment in their new video for “The Suburbs” – his first for the band after their close collaboration on Where the Wild Things Are.

In a summertime suburb, teenagers cope with a transitionally-dystopian reality as best they can; with bikes and smiles and idle wiles and Eskimo kisses. Of course, as befits Arcade Fire’s not-terribly-subtle subtext of authenticity opinings and Spike Jonze’s lens of wide-eyed child ruination things aren’t long for balance.

Beautifully shot, with a cashmere-tender treatment of its subjects’ tightwire walk, Spike Jonze and Arcade Fire aim and hit the place right between your brain and your heart: that lump in your throat.

Bonus points for spotting the Regine and Win cameo.

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Released on Halloween last Sunday, Jimmy McMillan’s video for his preternaturally viral “Rent Is Too Damn High” campaign (of sorts) is exactly what you’d expect from the proprietor of a website so awful and shameless it leaves you cross-eyed and speechless. Seriously, look at this thing.

Although Mr. McMillan has made himself temporarily famous for his militant stance on the issue of New York gentrification, he himself hasn’t paid rent in like a decade; he gets by doing maintenance work around the building in exchange for living rent-free. So the rent really isn’t that damn high. A showboat by any other name (like ‘candidate’)…

And yes, the rent is fucking high – the average price for a studio apartment in Harlem is $1,342 – but most New Yorkers would politely tell you to just move, then.

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What makes Eskmo stand out among his low-end bumpin’ brethren is that what he creates are not mere tracks or beats, but actual songs—emotional but not emo, soulful but creating a new, futuristic vision of soul. This is most clear in “Cloudlight,” the standout track from his recent full-length album on legendary electronic-music label Ninja Tune. Apt to its title, “Cloudlight” shimmers and wavers like the breaking dawn, booming out of the speakers with tremulous bass, yet also dropping sonic surprises—in particular, Eskmo’s haunting vocal, which evokes more a moody Mark Lanegan ballad than, say, anything with a vocoder. There’s a lot of meaning here, which becomes clear in the video for “Cloudlight,” a simple yet innovative narrative that highlights the song’s moving content. Brilliantly directed by Dugan O’Neil, the “Cloudlight’ video becomes a magical other world, a surprisingly melancholic and stirring vision for a song that works both in the heart and on the dance floor.

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Rye Rye’s debut album Go! Pop! Bang! drops this January on N.E.E.T Records/Interscope. That’s wassup!

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The animators of the video have made their model sources available to all in the hopes of generating some more lovely entries by those amazing, anonymous nerds of Internet country. Take a look here and here.

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Blake on Zane Lowe’s Hottest Record of the World.

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There is also an agreement that the video is NSFW: ‘probably NSFW’, ‘definitely NSFW’, or putting it another way, you should  ‘be forewarned if you’re watching this in the office.’ We even get a confession  from one blogger: “I’ve become more and more fascinated by NSFW material (I’m not even what would one call a porn aficionado).” [We’re not sure we really care.]

And why is it NSFW? Because of ‘naked girls’ says one, ‘lots of boobs’ says another, ‘a ton of boobs’ says a third, and a fourth adds: ‘painted breasts, breasts with sparklers, breasts with guns’. Now we’re interested! So watch this crazy video with lots of tits. Oh, and the new album by El Guincho is out now – that’s what these tits are really trying to tell you.

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Since losing their seriously important drummer Reggie about a year or so ago Abe Vigoda have purposely or necessarily abandoned their “tropical punk” designs for a heavily referential glimmer-goth skitter and, in “Throwing Shade,” clubby goodness. The video itself is shot beautifully, sparingly, and rather boring – performance, crazy lady, chocolate shimmer lipstick and some pretty confetti.

Their new album, a steady (samey?) exploration, can be streamed below.

Abe Vigoda – Crush by Bella Union

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The new album Mixed Race is out on September 27th in the UK and October 5th in the States on Domino Records.

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We’ve already hipped you to how cool Old Style Guitars is, and how rad it was that indie-band-with-integrity-of-the-moment The National played an intimate, secret show there for the shop’s grand opening. The thrill of seeing The National play in the sunshine on a loading dock with just thirty-forty Silverlake hipsters in attendance was a hard-to-believe moment… But now there’s proof!

This video on YouTube captured the event’s essence with iPhon cinema-verité élan. It features The National playing their biggest hit, the Barack-candidacy classic “Fake Empire,” with intense, stripped-down delicacy and, believe it or not, humor. “This is the Dave Matthews version,” they exclaim from the makeshift stage when the gee-tars just get a little too jazzbo, and it’s a perfect moment, one that pretty much encapsulates the entire experience of being there.

It’s difficult not to be seduced by these images of innocent teenage romance from director Tyrone Lebon, who was commissioned by Mount Kimbie to create a visual score for ‘Would Know’, the first single off their hyped debut album, called Crooks and Lovers.

Mount Kimbie, if you haven’t heard of them already, make the sort of ambient post-dubstep ravescapes, a bit like Burial on a see-saw with Alva Noto, and have picked up remix duties for The xx track ‘Basic Space’ as well as notable mentions from Mary Anne Hobbs, Ramadanman and Untold, if that helps you place them. Their album, for Scuba’s Hot Flush label, has been getting all the right people hot and flustered, so why don’t you own a copy yet?

But let’s also shine some light on Tyrone Lebon, the video director (also responsible for Mount Kimbie’s album artwork) who shot this video on a VHS camcorder, then transferred the tape and scratched and drew and shaded and generally messed up the negatives. It’s a killer look, though we’re not too sure about the wardrobe – what’s with those matching pyjamas daubed in Nazi Swastikas? Or is that the Hindu peace sign?

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Redheads, you say? Yes, redheads, gingers, and so forth. Copper hair has long been unfairly associated with bad tempers, sexual deviance, poor quality genetic stock and geekiness (in the U.K., a “ginger minger” is a socially inept, not-too-swift uber-nerd); the combination of green eyes and a Titian mane was said to be the mark of a werewolf or vampire! (I, the author, have both red hair and green eyes—proceed at your own risk.) Through history, redheads have been burned as witches. A Canadian teen even started a Facebook group promoting “Kick A Ginger Day”, itself inspired by, naturally, a South Park episode (Yes, the majority of these facts have been bogarted from Wikipedia—but they’re true!)

Indeed, gingerphobia indeed has been having a strange upsurge of late. In addition to M.I.A’s video, Newish Pitchfork-anointed indie rockers Twin Sister have a lyric that states “ginger kids can be very violent.” Ouch! Noted pacifist Noel Gallagher, meanwhile, recently dissed Florence Welch of Florence and the Machine for the color of her hair: “I’m not having someone with ginger hair making music. I’m not going down that road,” he noted with great sensitivity. (The erstwhile Oasis singer may reconsider getting drunk in a Scottish bar anytime soon—while redheads make up only one percent of the world’s population, they verge on thirty percent in Scotland).

It’s a real prejudice, yet compared to the experiences of other marginalized ethnic and political groups, it seems kinda lame. Therefore M.I.A’s genius: by highlighting prejudice against the whitest people in the world, the “Born Free” video is, ya know, drawing attention to the unfairness of prejudice in general. I know—heavy; okay, maybe it’s not so subtle—even the kid that gets his blown off in the clip gets the symbolism. Now, if only she’d cast Flying Tomato Shaun White as the rebel redheads’ ringleader, and maybe Karen Elson in a Linda Hamilton/Terminator type role, then maybe the crimson revolution would be televised after all…