Johnny Hunter - Frustration (Official Music Video)

Описание: Johnny Hunter's Official Video for their track ‘Frustration’ OUT NOW.

Listen: https://fanlink.tv/JH_Frustration

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Behind ‘Frustration’:

'Frustration' is a call to overcome my utter distaste at the state of a world in which no one truly believes in anything except what they consume in order to be perceived. Both the left and right believe in nothing and use the consumer as a means to profit whilst they simultaneously get fucked. Referencing “Thus spoke Zarathustra” as a means to combat this shit show as the philosophy intends. “I'm a porcelain boy hanging on the edge of a razor wire” is a complete reference to crossing the bridge and becoming the Ubermensch or Superman that you need in order to block out all of the noise that surrounds you. “I’ve ceased control, I’ve paid my toll, I'm willing to go nowhere fast”- I will own nothing and be happy but that doesn’t matter because I am the Ubermensch. “Strings on my hands” you get the point. Plastic man = NPC’s. The world is quite literally a porno. “Shut down baby oh don’t shut me out” is fighting the depression of this dystopian hell scape. It’s the call to get out of bed, to get off the SRIs to step into the light and not shutdown when things get tough because things have been a whole lot tougher.

Just a note here which is worth mentioning for the song. Every generation has had the idea of “Hell” so to speak. Dante had the vast wood, and Eliot had the millions of dead soldiers walking around in London, I see our hell as being stuck in the middle of millions of apartments where all that we have is the stagnant light of consumer mediums that bleed us dry over and over again for the rest of time.

Now watch me be a plastic man hiding in despair in a porno.

Nick Hutt


Video Credits:

Director: Roman Jody
Producer: Roman Jody
Editor: Apastron (Jasper Jarolewski and Sahel Dupre-Virtamo)
Lighting: Nicholas Garcia

Lyrics:

I’m a porcelain boy
Hanging on the edge of a razor wire
100ft in the air
Waiting on the wind that's
Going to tip me over.
I’ve ceased control
I’ve paid my toll
I’m willing to go
Nowhere fast.

The strings on my hands
Are pulling me in every direction.
I have forsaken
My own divine intervention

Shut down baby
Oh don't shut me out
Because we’re hanging on the edge
And I’m never gonna be someone

I’m a plastic man
Hiding in despair in a porno
It’s so degrading to be
Living life in fiction
I’m a controlled man
I don't hear no sound
Grey is white
And black is red
Don’t look now
Don’t look now
It’s different
It’s different

Shut down baby
Oh don't shut me out
Because we’re hanging on the edge
And I’m never gonna be someone

The loneliness
The suffering
My eyes see no
See no end to this...