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Saturday, January 28, 2012
Fall Down
Back in the late 90s when I was living in Bangor, Maine, I caught the sound of bagpipes on my local college radio station. Intrigued, I kept listening and was taken in by a very cool song from a band I'd never heard of. Molly's Yes were from Tulsa, Oklahoma and formed in late 1996 from the remnants of a number of local bands -- frontman Ed Goggin tenured in Stephen Hero, guitarist Mac Ross was an alum of the Groove Pilots, and bassist Brad Mitcho and drummer Scott Taylor previously teamed in Glass House. Originally dubbed Blink, in the fall of 1997 the group adopted the name Pop Secret, finally settling on Molly's Yes in early 1999. Their debut LP "Paper Judas" appeared soon after, and when the band signed to Universal later that year, the album was reissued under the title "Wonderworld".
I loved the song immediately, and while the band never gained national fame I always held on to the song like some kind of secret treasure that I'd share with friends deemed cool enough. It was a song that I could never find a right & proper video for, so I opted to make my own. It was my first attempt at doing what I've started calling "Literal Image Video" a concept I stole from the 1988 video for Erasure's "A Little Respect", by where the images on screen represent a literal image of the lyric being sung at the time. Still pretty simple, but I was growing...
Under an emerald moon
'neath the sun's furious light
The center of a storm
Or the stillness of night
A million miles away
Or as close as your breath
Before you were born
Or mere seconds from death
When you fall down
I will pick you up
And when you call out
I will come to you I will come to you
On your wedding day
Or a funeral procession
A fleeting notion
Or a moody obsession
A shriek of a devil
Or the laugh of a child
A saint's fervent prayer
Or the call of the wild
When you fall down
I will pick you up
And when you call out
I will come to you I will come to you
And nothing you can do
Will drive me away
Will push me away
Will drive me away, away, away
When you fall down
I will pick you up
And when you call out
I will come to you I will come to you.
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