MTV and the Golden Age of Music Videos (1981 – 1984)

  • December 19, 2015 / 17:00
  • December 26, 2015 / 14:30
  • January 16, 2016 / 12:00

Duran Duran, Girls on Film, 1981 / Godley & Crème
The Clash, This is Radio Clash, 1981 / Don Letts
Rolling Stones. Undercover of the Night, 1981 / Julien Temple
RadioFutura, La Estatua del Jardín Botánico, 1982 / RCR
Duran Duran, Wild Boys, 1983 / Russel Mulcahy
Herbie Hancock, Rock it, 1983 / Godley & Crème
David Bowie, China Girl, 1983 / David Mallet
Michael Jackson, Beat it, 1983 / Bob Giraldi
Michael Jackson, Thriller, 1983 / John Landis
Devo, Worried Man, 1983 / John Cassale
Paul Simon, Rene and Georgette, 1983 / Joan Logue
A-ha, Take On me, 1983 / Steve Barron
Propaganda, Dr. Mabuse, 1984 / Anton Corbijn
Godley & Crème, Cry, 1984 / Godley & Creme
Frankie Goes To Hollywood, Relax, 1984 / Bernard Rose
The Cars, You Might Think, 1984 / Jeff Stein
Talking Heads, Road to Nowhere, 1984 / Steve R. Johnson
La Unión, Lobo hombre en París, 1984 / José Luis Lozano

Duration: 1 hour 34 minutes

The Artists’ Music Video (1966 – 2012)

The Artists’ Music Video (1966 – 2012)

The Music Video before MTV (1966 – 1980)

The Music Video before MTV (1966 – 1980)

MTV and the Golden Age of Music Videos (1981 – 1984)

MTV and the Golden Age of Music Videos (1981 – 1984)

Gender Identity (1985 – 1990)

Gender Identity (1985 – 1990)

The Director’s Music Video (1991 – 1998)

The Director’s Music Video (1991 – 1998)

Recent Music Videos (2000 – 2012)

Recent Music Videos (2000 – 2012)

At the Order of the Padishah

At the Order of the Padishah

In this piece, Żmurko presents an exotic image of a harem chamber, replete with gleaming fabrics and scattered jewels, as a setting for the statuesquely beautiful body of an odalisque murdered “at the order of the padishah”. 

Dancing on Architecture

Dancing on Architecture

I think it was Frank Zappa – though others claim it was Laurie Anderson – who said in an interview that ‘writing on music is much like dancing on architecture’. 

Midnight Horror Stories: The Last Ferry <br> Galip Dursun

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Galip Dursun

I remembered a game as I was waiting in the passenger lounge for the ferry to arrive just a few minutes ago. A game we used to play at home when I was young, in my country that is very far away from here, a relic from the distant past; I don’t even remember how we used to play it. The kind of game that makes me feel a thousand times lonelier than I already am among the crowd waiting to get on the ferry.