\"This video is an observation of two cyber archetypes in the voyeuristic arena of social media: Those that are driven by a subconscious desire to hunt and those that subconsciously desire to be hunted.
The “Sacred Limousine” is essentially my metaphor for how social media has given us the tools to simulate a charmed life, a special brand of feigned grandeur, without really showing what truly lies inside. Conversely, it’s also a vehicle that grants us the space to observe anonymously and act with impunity from behind our screens. Both of these roles are demonstrated and symbolized as the pedestalized faceless lady and the Peeping Tom behind the brush.
The entire microcosm of this video takes place in a world within a world within a world - a series of facades and spaces beginning and ending with the mansion, another, like the limousine, visible display of luxury.
The recurring character(s)/performer(s) in VR SEX are my own artistic interpretation of this voyeuristic archetype featured in the video aka Noel Skum.
The character set in the scene behind the drapes is my interior soliloquy, inviting my own vulnerability and susceptibility to be measured in the piece; both as part of this collective epidemic of internet voyeurism, but also a cautioner to be aware of my engagement with social media and it’s illusory simulacra. Because the tools for silently monitoring strangers are made readily available and sold to us, we all can be very easily become part of this voyeuristic and objectifying culture.\"
CREDITS:
Filmed and Directed by: Andrew Clinco
Edited by: Jai Love
Starring: Noel Skum and Sin D.
Co-Starring: Shannon Cornett, Sandor Finta
Video Assistant/Film Photography: Erin Tietz
Special Thanks: Dais Records, Drew Tietz, Los Angeles Video Transfer Service, Cha Cha Lounge.
LYRICS:
CITY LIFE
A SHITTY LIFE
WITH THE OPTION TO SIT DOWN
TO GET AROUND.
IT'S JUST JUST A SCENE THAT NEVER SLEEPS
IN A DEAD ZONE OF CULTURE
IN A G STRING
ITS ENDING NOW.
JUST AN INTERACTIVE WALL
BETWEEN EVERYBODY ELSE
MADE OF DOUBTS
I CAN'T ALLOW.
ALL THE TINY LITTLE PIECES
OF HATE DISSOCIATE YOU NOW
THIS ISN'T NOW.
I JUST SAW YOU IN THE SCREENS, MY LOVE
AND THEN WATCHED YOU TALK TO
SEE WHAT IT MEANS
I LIMP.
I WATCHED YOU WATCH ME IN THE SCREENS
FINE.
HOW I LIKE TO SEEK DOUBT AND SEE WHAT IT MEANS.
SHOULD GET A LIFE.
KISSES FOR APPROVAL
IS NEVER UNUSUAL NOW,
ITS A HIT.
AND YOU PUT THESE LITTLE PIECES TOGETHER
AND SEEMS THAT THEY FIT
THAT'S ALL.
YOU GO AND DROWN IN A CELLULAR CHAMBER
YOU LOST WITHOUT SIGNAL
IM TICKLED.
THE TIME YOU SPENT STRUNG OUT
MASTURBATING TO THE SCREEN OF YOUR DREAMS,
WHAT A VISUAL.
I SAW YOU LOOK THROUGH THE DRAPES
OF MY SACRED LIMOUSINE
GUESS I UNLOCKED THE SAFE
ON THE SILENCE OF 6 HARD DEGREES
I SAW YOU LOOK THROUGH THE DRAPES
OF MY SACRED LIMOUSINE
GUESS I UNLOCKED THE SAFE
ON YOUR INSINCERE SENSE OF DIGNITY
SHALLOW WATERS.
\"THERE WAS NO PRIVACY ANYMORE
YOU DIAGRAMMED EVERY MOVE THAT I MADE
I SWORE ON YOU
TO DUPLI-FUCKIN-CATE THE SHIT
THAT EVERYBODY ELSE DOES\"
YOU SAW WHAT I DID
YOU WATCHED WHO I FUCKED
I SAW WHAT YOU DID
AND I WATCHED WHO YOU FUCKED
AND YOU SAW WHAT I DID
AND I SAW WHO I FUCKED
AND WE WATCHED WHAT THEY DID
AND I SAW WHEN YOU FUCKED
