Save Your Tears: 1968 Mercury Monterey
One of my siblings (who shall remain nameless) sent me a video the other day of a guy named The Weeknd (sic) who was singing a song for the Grammys or some awards show. The music video is conspicuously repulsive — the Weeknd looks like a burn victim and sings like a castrato, and the music is a bunch of over-produced autotuned pop garbage with a catchy ear-worm chorus — but the cars. And the car choreography for a “live” show was impressive. The singer is flanked by a fleet of de-badged red and white Mercedes-Benz SL coupes (most are USDM R107 convertibles with hardtops, but I spy at least one W113 and somebody sporting Euro seal beam units) and the singer is riding in a sweet 1968 or 1969 Mercury Monterey convertible. The best part is that all of these cars are affordable (aside from the W113 SL) and you even get to see one of the SLs leave a trail of thick black smoke in the face of the happy troubadour. You can watch the video here, but I recommend putting it on mute if you enjoy your sanity, and you can enjoy a cool 1968 Mercury Monterey offered for $14,350 in Staunton, IL via Hemmings.
From the seller:
Location: Staunton, Illinois, 62088
Stock #: 12594
1968 Mercury Monterey 2 door H/T fast back roof line. Good body and paint. Original bench seat interior. V8 auto PS PB. A/C. New American racing Touq thrust mag wheels and tires. Color matched. Runs/Drives
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Why is it a Mercury in front of all those MBs? Why is the Merc the same red as some of the MBs? Why not fix the one MB that’s blowing black smoke, or get a different one? Towards the end, where the cars are peeling off in different directions, why not match the timing to the beat of the music?
Also… What do you think “s.i.c.” stands for?
Welp, I made a typo there — should have been sic, so perhaps I should write s.i.c. (sic).
A true pedant such as myself would write it with brackets and in italics, like so: [sic]. Just sayin’.
And the cure is worse than the disease.
Not sure about that — but then I’m not as big a fan of Polish death metal as you, but I do find most of Robert Smith’s vocals to be corny.
Perhaps they had a rather vague request – “We want a parking lot full of old Mercs”.
Do you suppose there are people who can’t tell the difference? Or care?
What’s that you say? Lots of people? Most people? Statistically indistinguishable from *all* people? Bleh.
This is the first video that came up on Youtube when I typed in Polish death metal.
Polish *folk* metal is the stuff that will really simmer your gołąbki. Try Netherfell…
Endless options from there.
The Hu from Mongolia rode into town a couple of years back…
Or Indian street metal. Here’s Bloodywood…
Or this Japanese brainmelt from Babymetal…
Or one of my personal favorites, Thai psychedelia. This is Khun Narin…
You’re coming in awfully hot with the music takes for someone who has been to at least one Scorpions’ concert.
Hairbands are for women. Hair Bands are forever.
Whats with naming yourself as a singer after common reference for Saturday and Sunday? This is not da shite……Whether it’s the Scorpions, disco or Thirty Cents when will good music played on the radio…….er your listening device come back? Of course The Weekend is just a politically acceptable version of Debbie Gibson
Radio is useless. Go to music-map.com, start from something you know you like, then start sampling what’s around it. I’ve found Amazon Prime Music can dig up all but the most obscure stuff, for which you might then need to go to YouTube or SoundCloud.
This happens with every generation. We enjoy the music of our youth, and carry it with us as the musical tastes of the world shift/change/evolve beyond what we listened to in high school/college.
In the immortal words of Abe Simpson, “I used to be with ‘it’, but then they changed what ‘it’ was. Now, what I’m with isn’t ‘it’ and what’s ‘it’ seems weird and scary to me. It’ll happen to you!”