80s Music Video Flashbacks with Rick – Borderline
Wow. Just… Wow. After flying down to New Zealand for a week and coming back to an empty flat, I just cant help that I need something to ease my troublin’ mind. How about some 80′S MUSIC VIDEO FLASHBACKS!
Madonna – Borderline
http://www.youtube.com/v/rSaC-YbSDpo&hl=en&fs=1
Holy hell I love this song. When I was a younger lad in my early 20′s, I was somewhat a metalhead.
Yes, I loved me some delightful screaming-into-the-microphone music as much as the next angsty early adult. The 80s music started to creep into my musical selections, this being one of the first. So much so, that one night after drinking obscene amounts of alcohol at a Heavy Metal night at one of the clubs in the city, my friends and I staggered to an all night McDonalds at 3am for a cheeseburger. Taking a seat with our glorious haul, “Borderline” comes over the loudspeaker and much to the absolute horror of my headbanging friends, I -quite loudly- sang the living crap out of this song to the top of my lungs, cheesburger in one hand, invisible microphone in the other. The security guards thought it was hilarious, so my night was obviously brilliant.
It helped kickstart a lifelong love affair with all things that sadden most people who lived through the decade, but are much loved and nostalgia’d (yes, I make up words now) by those of us with only basic memories of parachute pants, hypercolour tshirts and David Bowies triumphant package in The Labrynth.
Onto the video clip!
Well, from the opening, as in the first 7 seconds, Madonna is feeling up a little boy whos trying to dance. PERVERSION. Unadulterated perversion. I just figure that thats what you get for trying to be “hip” and “down” with the youths of the 80s. You werent cool until you were dancing badly with a B-Boy posse.
The story looks like its the old “Poor Boy Likes Girl, Girl Likes Rich Guy, Girl is unceremoniously taken advantage of sexually by Rich Guy, Poor Boy shoots Girl and Rich Guy in a fevered rage” tale. Its Shakespearian for sure. Alas, In flashbacks we learn that Poor Boy wasnt at all attracted to the Girl’s bright-lemon coloured high heels and lime socks combo. It was a citrus assault on the retinas.
Its all ok though, because the Girl remembers her roots after failed modelling career and constant promises of “you wanna be famous, dont’cha?” and goes back to the ghetto to get Poor Boy back. The sucker that he is, takes her back and everything is hunky dory. Or is it? After her failed jaunt in “nude modelling” and subsequent sex tape production, she became a stripper with a heart of gold. Too bad that she makes more money than Poor Boy who after kissing her and smoothing things over, went off to marry one of her friends out of financial spite.
I think that I’m just a pretty jaded guy.
-Rick
