vagablondeonblonde

vh1 classic. old school jams from back in the day. music videos that attempted to tell a meaningful story in 3 and 1/2 minutes and, for the most part, failed dismally. fashion train wrecks. in other words, pure entertainment. case in point: yestereve, conrad and i saw a stevie wonder video from the early 80's which was so visually awkward as to induce sharp pains in my pancreas. i believe there was a romantic plot, but it escapes me now. anyway, an interesting thought occurred to me as i writhed in doubled-over agony in front of the television: what if the wretchedness of this video, with it's toilet-paper-like sweaters and neon-bedecked dance-acrobats, was part of a cruel and heartless prank perpetuated on the blind, unsuspecting musical genius who is stevie wonder? what if the director, the lighting guy, the grips, everyone, was watching playback, biting their tongues, stifling their guffaws, all the while saying things like, "oh, it looks incredible, stevie!" "a veritable feast for the eyes, mr. wonder." well, i certainly hope that wasn't the case, because stevie is the gravy! his albums from "talking book" to "songs in the key of life" make up one of the strongest columns in my cd collection. anyway, prankfest or not, shame on whoever made that video.