“My Type” by Saint Motel Makes Another Visit to Indie Obsessive

     "My Type" landed in the top ten of our favorite songs of 2013 (Top 10 – Click here). Recently, “My Type” became a video that simultaneously makes the song sound fresh and appear outdated. It sounds fresh because the video rejuvenated our appreciation of the song. The arrangement certainly did not just fall together, with so many instruments (horns, piano, guitars…) and other sounds (clapping, slide whistle?,,,) jumping in quickly and then backing out just as quickly. However, the selection of the video’s choreography just as certainly provides that outdated appearance.       The video for “My Type” features a staged disco with mirrors arranged to multiply the number of dancers. Information about the video describes the recording as being an Italian film from the 1970s. But a member of Saint Motel (lead vocalist A.J. Jackson) is very effectively transposed into the film.

     Under the “Truth in Blogging Guideline,” which has a zero chance of ever existing, we admit that our appreciation for the video may be positively affected by experiences at a local venue. In San Francisco, Rickshaw Stop will often precede a concert performance with a DJ set lthat occurs while a film is shown on the screen behind the stage. The film is at least an hour in length and is a collection of public domain (we assume) clips, including disco and aerobics clips. The DJ’s music and the motion in the film seem synchronized ninety-five percent of the time, but there is occasional evidence that one is not made for the other. Over time, we have come to enjoy the slightly less than complete synchronization. The enjoyment transfers to the video of "My Type."

Lyrics of “My Type”

Take a look around the room,

Love comes wearing disguises.

How to go about and choose.

Break it down by shapes and sizes.

I'm a man who's got very specific taste.

You're just my type.

You got a pulse and you are breathing.

You're just my type.

I think it's time that we get leaving.

When there's loving in the air,

Don't fight it just keep breathing.

I can't help myself but stare.

Double check for double meanings.

I'm a man who's got very specific taste.

You're just my type.

You got a pulse and you are breathing.

You're just my type.

I think it's time that we get leaving.

You're just my type.

You got a pulse and you are breathing.

You're just my type.

I think it's time that we get leaving.

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     “Ace in the Hole” by Saint Motel