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This video starts innocently enough featuring a lovely Rod Stewart lookalike called Ziggy hammering away at the piano. He is playing a wedding in Germany where the people are all having the time of their lives. That is until some idiot knocks into Ziggy microphone’s stand knocking it right down his gullet.

Now this shouldn’t be funny but it’s impossible not to laugh at Ziggy’s desperate attempts to cough the swallowed microphone back up. There he is coughing away like an asthmatic cat whilst someone half-heartedly tries to give him the Heimlich Manoeuvre.

It’s hard to know what became of old Ziggy. If he lived I’m sure he needed some new front teeth!

OK this video by R.E.M is more annoying that funny but I thought I’d include it anyway.

From the outset of the video I want to hit Michael Stipe. Who thought it would be a good idea for him to be doing callesthetics when he’s dressed like a tool 0:22? I don’t mind the B52 girl dancing that way but only because she doesn’t look like an absolute goof. Plus she’s hot even though she’s about 50 in the video.

This song always leaves me in a foul mood. It’s meant to cheer people up but it has the total reverse effect. It’s like Stipe is aware of this all throughout the song and is goading me with “I know I’m making you want to die! That’s why I’m dancing like a monkey boy!”.

There’s a bit of a reprieve at 1:20 when Peter Buck looks about as pleased as I do when watching this video.  It’s as if he’s thinking “If I have to listen to this song one more time I’m gonna wrap my mandolin around Stipe’s head”

Ok, since when was Rick Moranis a member of R.E.M. I’m referring to 1:26. I didn’t know he could sing. I’m impressed.

By the time I’ve reached 1:40 I’m incapacitated with misery. I’ve even started hallucinating. I even mistook the line “Everyone  around, love them! Love them!” for “Everyone around, KILL THEM! KILL THEM!”. I was even grasping out for a fork.

At 2:30 we’re introduced to the old man who was hobbling along at the start of the song, along with the sad strings bit that was in the intro. Perhaps like me he’s had enough of this song and is off to take a long walk off a short cliff. Who knows.

From 2:45 onwards the entire audience has joined in the act of bouncing around like twats. I don’t mind this so much as it means I can’t see Michael Stipe as clearly which is good. But it also means I’ve lost sight of Kate Pierson’s rack. Such are the sacrifices in life.

The song then manages to find another 12 choruses before it’s finally all over and I can breathe again without wanting to shit everywhere.

I’ve a confession to make. I’ve never liked Joy Division and this video changes nothing, but it doesn’t stop it being funny.

If you don’t know the Joy Division story then you aren’t missing out on much. Basically the singer Ian Curtis became depressed beyond tablets and hung himself because he knew the music they were creating was woeful. Joy Division then became New Order who continued on the fine tradition of creating woeful music. Instead of hanging himself the new lead singer Bernard Sumner cured his depression by devouring copious amounts of Carlsberg and chips.

This TV performance of She’s Lost Control is a perfect example of how bad they could be live.

Note : The fun only really begins at 0:54 so you can skip to that point if you can’t handle the band’s funeral dirge.

At this part of the song Ian Curtis swings into life as the guitarist showed the UK that he could actually play barre chords. Ian immediately enters the groove and starts dancing like your grandmother at a wedding.

He continues to work himself up throughout the next verse until he finally explodes at 1:37. Now many Joy Divison fans will profess that Ian Curtis’s dancing after this point is the height of cool. I’m here to swiftly dispel such lies. It looks like he’s running on an invisible treadmill for fucks sake and he’s worried that it’s going too fast and he’s gonna fall off the back of it.

The song continues on with the hapless chisel-chinned drummer trying to set a new world record for performing as many pointless drum fills as he possibly can in a vain attempt to waken up most of the UK who were now bored to tears by this point.

It continues. We have another boring verse about someone losing control. I can understand why someone would lose control whilst listening to this song, I nearly pissed myself deliberately just to feel alive. No wonder Joy Division fans cut themselves with garden trowels. I would if I was tone-deaf and could listen to this filth without feeling violated.

It continues.

“She’s lost control again! She’s lost control! She’s lost control again, she’s lost CONTROOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLL!”

Curtis returns to his invisible treadmill act, only this time he seems to be running horizontally. Perhaps he thinks he is being attacked by invisble bats like Johnny Depp in Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas? Who knows. I would have asked Ian himself but I doubt I’d have received a response.

Anyway, he continues on “dancing” until the end of the song. You get the impression he knows he looks like a twat and wants to stop but knows that if he stops dancing he’ll look like even more of a twat.  The rest of the band do their best to ignore him, as do the studio audience.

And after 3:39 of something which made waterboarding look like fun, it’s over. Hallejuah.