Dear Scissor Sisters,
Your new video for “Invisible Light” leaves so many questions. But the one question that leads all the others is, “What the fuck?” A kaleidoscopic mix of stigmata, hair hanging, animal decapitation and this poor lady getting either poop or mud flung at her. Throw in a butt turtle, carcass crucifix and coffin play and I just don’t know what to say.
If you wanted to shock viewers, you probably succeeded. You got some crazy shit in there. But what are you saying? Are you going beyond the edge because your album is more on the side of safe pop? Do we need to be reminded of how alternative you are? I liked the album. A lot actually, but I can’t say it conjured up these kinds of visions. Of course, you did have that cat skinning song.
And why no Ian McKellen? He did the monologue in the song, but makes no appearance here. Just a guy who ultimately shoots lasers out of his eyes. Hey wait, is that you, Jake Shears? We miss you looking like this, although I guess the facial hair doesn’t matter. You know, if that is you behind that disguise.
All I can really say is — I loved it! I want more and more of this gorgeous scrapbook of sick images. Not because they shock or strike a nerve, but because they cohesively play out like some elegant, gothic poem set to a dance beat. But what took so long? This was your first single off the album back in July. Thankfully, it was worth the wait. Otherwise, I don’t get it and I don’t care. It’s delicious and will get on my knees to beg for more.
Yours truly,
