Oh, Blind Melon, I was a junior in high school when this originally came out, but it makes me think of college nonetheless. Â During my freshman and sophomore years of college, my roommates and I watched a lot of MTV. Â Like, a LOT. Â All the time. Â I know I’ve written more than a few times about my general disdain for music videos on here, but that was not the case back in the day. Â Any song that came out in the early to mid-’90s, Â I probably saw the video for it about a thousand times. Â This was one of them, and of course I loved it, mostly due to the bee girl.
I haven’t heard this song or seen the video for it in probably a couple of decades and of course I was immediately drowning in a wave of nostalgia. Â And it struck me immediately just why I’ve grown to not like music videos. Â Because first I listened to this song, and I realized just how melancholy it was and how eerily it reminds me of me. Â Because I’m the kind of guy who sleeps all day and doesn’t trust a day with no rain. Â Although I understand it. Â It’s called depression, Blind Melon.
But then I watched the video, and it was a whole different experience. Â Sure, it starts off heartbreaking with everybody laughing at bee girl, but then at the end (and I had totally forgotten about this) she’s SO HAPPY when she discovers her fellow bee dancers. Â I got more than a little choked up at her pure joy at finding more of her own kind. Â I do love that bee girl and her bee booty shaking. Â But I don’t know if uplifting is the note we want to end this song on, Blind Melon.
It’s all very confusing, because I do love that video very much, but because of that video, I totally missed the point of the song. Â I don’t know, Blind Melon, but I have a feeling BOB is going to play more of these songs from my college-hood, so we can explore my music video frustrations at a later time. Â I’m just going to spend the rest of the day trying to keep my cheeks dry.