Martini Ranch / "Reach" (Official Video) Bill Paxton-Andrew Todd-Director James Cameron
Martini Ranch /
Reach
"
Holy Cow"
Sire/
Warner Brothers Records 1988
Official Video
http://www.andyandrogyne.com
Director :
James Cameron
Featuring :
Bill,
Andy & Rob
Story: An outlaw biker (
Paxton), having recently robbed a train depot, arrives in the post-apocalyptic boom town of Martini Ranch. He parties with his crew (Reinhold, Cort, Pasdar, Reiser, Hendricksen, etc.) and enjoys the charms of a local girl (
Louise Paxton).
Meanwhile, close on his trail is a posse of female bounty
Hunters (led by Bigelow). They capture Paxton, hog-tie him and brand him, while hanging one of his cohorts (
Todd). Paxton escapes, rounds up his crew and confronts the cowgirls in the street. After being deserted by his crew, Paxton shoots it out with the women alone, but is hopelessly outnumbered.
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Swifty's
Bazaar,
Everything You
Hear Is for
Sale:
Once every decade,
Andrew Rosenthal comes up with a watershed pop breakthrough
. In the '80s, he formed Martini Ranch with actor
Bill Paxton, an
L.A. version of
British new wave synth-electronica, yielding the
KROQ perennial, "How Can the Laboring Man
Find Time for Self-Culture?" which was produced and engineered by
DEVO's
Bob Casale, featuring cameos from the band's
Mark Mothersbaugh and drummer
Alan Myers. The video for the song, directed by Rosenthal and Paxton with
Rocky Schenk, offered a dystopian vision right out of
Fritz Lang's
Metropolis, including cameos by Paxton cohorts
Anthony Michael Hall,
Michael Biehn and Oscar-winning director
Kathryn Bigelow. A clip for a second track from that Holy Cow
album (on Sire/WB), "Reach," was directed by James Cameron and boasted appearances from
Terminator collaborators
Lance Henrikson and
Paul Reiser as well as
Judge Reinhold,
Adrian Pasdar and
Bud Cort. In the '90s, Rosenthal discovered his
Jewish heritage and morphed into hebe rapper Ice
Berg and, along with his cohort Hillel Tigay aka Dr. Dreidel, formed the groundbreaking, before-their-time hamishe hip-hop group
M.O.T., acronym for Members of the
Tribe, whose
19.99, also on Sire (thank you,
Seymour Stein) through Bob
Merlis' WB comedy imprint, doubled as the year of release and bargain-basement price, sporting such never-to-be classics as "
Town Car," "
Viva Oy
Vegas" and "
Oh, God Get a Job." (Editorial disclaimer: I served as the band's beleaguered, much-aggrieved manager Meshugge
Knight.) For the
21st century, Andy has reinvented himself once again. Peering through
Lew Wasserman's oversized glasses—given to him by the mogul's late wife
Edie—he is now Swifty's Bazaar, and his magnum opus (with longtime cohort in sonic crime
Michael Sherwood) is prog-rock for people who can't stand prog-rock, a brilliant, concept album set over a three-day weekend whose libretto narrative combines a satire of the clash between art and consumer culture with twisted stoner humor, recalling the intricate musical excursions of
Frank Zappa and
Steely Dan. It is a mind-bending head trip,
Dark Side of the Moon for the post-techno generation, touching on such disparate sources as
Charles Ives,
Vince Guaraldi,
Return to Forever and
Firesign Theater and practically begging for an accompanying laser light show, or at the very least random-generated computer graphics.
It's a work that has to be absorbed in a single sitting—preferably after a half-dozen or so bong hits—and sounds like nothing else out there.
In a world of a la carte iTunes appetizers, Swifty's Bazaar offers a full meal, from soup to absolutely nuts—and, for all you film, TV and commercial music supervisor types out there—Everything You Hear Is for Sale.