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| So M2, anyhow, comes around a couple years back, and they just play music videos. No commentary, no ghettoization by genre, no Joe’s Apartment. Music videos. New ones, old ones, really weird ones. Sometimes whoever was programming them would string a bunch together by theme, but you had to figure out what the theme was; you’d notice after half an hour that all the videos you’d been watching had used water as the prevailing visual motif, or that the same gang-of-usual-suspects extra had appeared in three videos a row. (The guy from the beginning of Twisted Sister’s “I Wanna Rock,” say.) It got so good after a while that here in my house we stopped bothering to justify our watching of it: if you didn’t know it was good, that was your problem. |
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