Love the use of Zoetropes for the video. Well done.


Lyrics..

Check the locks and leave the keys
Mouldy bath masked with Febreeze
Something's dead behind the refrigerator
Some poor fuck will deal with it later

I’ve spent the last ten weeks
Squeezing out the sponge of friendships, plugging leaks
I've talked until there's no more to say
I’m going away
I'm leaving LA
I'm leaving LA

And the tourists say
"Please give me the directions to the Hollywood sign
I always dreamt of coming here to see the Hollywood sign"
But on their way back down we'll ask
"Did you have a good time?"
They'll say "it's just some fuckin' letters on a hill"

I wander through the Bronson Caves
One more OK coffee at the Oaks Gourmet
I'll watch the players at the UCB
Trying to improvise their way out of ennui

Walking trails in the creeping dark
Up to the observatory in Griffith Park
There’s too much light for stars anyway
I’m getting out of this place
I'm leaving LA
I’m leaving LA

And the studio executives who never made a thing
Blaming other for their failures, taking credit for their wins
Wiping the blood of dumb artists from their chins
Singing, "kid you oughtn't take it personally"

On Hollywood and Vine a dime-store Spider-Man
Shouting at a stoned Emma Stone, dressed à la La La Land
And in the distance, in both its glorious dimensions
The sign projects its shadow on the hill

Rushing by machine-gunned cops at LAX
Malfunctioning departure board says we're boarding next
Belt off, shoes off, jacket off, hat
Don't need the attitude, but I quite enjoy the subsequent pat-down
And I’m sat down
As the A380 engine roars
Pushed backwards as this tube of monkeys rumbles forwards

I'm looking forward to another twenty hours on a plane
Nothing but shit films and my brain
I've been going slowly insane
I've seen your sport and I don't wanna play
I'm getting out of this place
I'm getting out of this place
I'm leaving LA

And the actors at Gratitude drinking undrinkable juice
And the agents taking ten percent in their sneakers and suits
And the writers in their Teslas trying to punch up Act One
Driving home on the 101 in the relentless fucking sun
And the needy and the greedy and the hopeless and horny
And the deals done on treadmills at ten to six in the morning
And the Captain's on the PA saying "look for the sign!"
But I find it's just some fuckin' letters on a hill
Just some really ugly letters
On a pretty ugly hill

I'm leaving LA
I'm leaving 'ell

Not what I expect from a Tim Minchin song.

This bit made me think about a conversation Michim had recently regarding his film. He was talking about how the studio shut it down and how they would rather lose all the money (45 mil) than sell it and end up "looking stupid" if someone else made it and it did well. The price at which they possibly would sell it for is so insane that it insures it gets dumped. It's referred to as Schmuck Insurance it seems. He talks about it here if anyone's interested https://youtu.be/vUZ1Rw90hvU?t=817

Moving this video to eric3579's personal queue. It failed to receive enough votes to get sifted up to the front page within 2 days.

What can i say, I'm a HUGE fan of all he does *promote

Self promoting this video and sending it back into the queue for one more try; last queued - promote requested by original submitter eric3579.

I was born and raised in LA. He's right about the sign. Should have just gone to the beach though tbh. Boogie boarding at Toes is the only way to enjoy LA. Or seeing my folks. They will give you toast.

Well, in 2019 they would have without hesitation. Now in this age of isolation you might have to sit on the front porch and they could drop it out the mail slot. Maybe

Making of..