Official video for Cinemon - The Last Trip is a surreal funeral party to the sound of grunge with brass section, inspired by the tragic death of Scott Weiland of Stone Temple Pilots.
Scott Weiland was this hero of mine who went the rough road. The band was never were big like the other seattle-era stars but he had the sort of magnetism that made you have goose bumps.
He died of overdose almost 7 years ago which bothers me to this day. A sad story of a guy whos got everything is hiding more and more, behind things, new house, new face. And is sliding away, hoping someone will get him out just in time.
Why do stories like this happen so often in the world of music?
Well, you dont have to overdose spectacularly to follow the similar path. Every time I sing The Last Trip, I remind myself to be present, even if its hard, and try do things differently, says Michał Wójcik, the bands leader.
DIRECTED BY: Kornel Trombik WRITTEN BY: Kornek Trombik, Cinemon DOP: Wojtek Koperski LIGHTING: Kamil Sorocki, Bartosz Łach PA: Karol Podsiadło EDITING AND COLOR-GRADING: Kornel Trombik VFX: Kornel Trombik PRODUCTION & COSTUME DESIGNER: Katarzyna Małek MAKE-UP: Marcelina Nowak-Gozdecka Artystyczna Bohema MAKING OF: Mariusz Bysiewicz
CAST: Boy I - Kuba Pałka Boy II - Tomasz Bysiewicz Priest - Wojciech Żuchowski Deadman - Michał Wójcik Widow - Katarzyna Małek Cousin - Aleksandra Tokarczyk Uncle - Marcin Wolski Wailer - Ewa Skolias Aunt - Katarzyna Piotrowska-Ornatkiewicz Hand with the guitar - Kornel Trombik Banana Guy - Rafał Klimczak
LOCATIONS (and special thanks to): Teatr Nowy Proxima Klub Spotkań Poczta Główna
SONG RECORDED AT: Jupiter Ranch Studios MIX/MASTER: Piotr Grzegorowski
CINEMON IS: Michał Wójcik - guitars, voc Kuba Pałka - drums, voc Tomek Bysiewicz - bass
LYRICS: Have you seen my new face A hardly moving paper mache Here and there I made amends So now Im blunter around the edge
So now sing and rejoice Find reconnection while I Get shit together somehow Pick oneself up and fall
Got myself a thingy thing Another one I can hide behind The more of those thingies I have The less of me remains inside
So now sing and rejoice Find reconnection while I Am hardly keeping my head Above the water somehow
Coming back from my last trip Around the universe and up to the skies Nothing changed since my last trip Seems like nothing ever gets me out
Coming back from my last trip Around the universe and down to the rut Nothing changed since my last trip Hope Ill get myself out in time
Have you seen my new car (Have you seen my new car ) To get me far from myself (to get me farther from what I really am) Oh boy oh boy did I (oh boy did I get away) Worn thin and tripped on home stretch (worn thin and tripped right on the home stretch)
Have you seen my new house So now Im more prestigiously alone Well insecured in this tower of mine Fuck you and your x-ray mind
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