What a time to be alive! You go from staring at big screen for work, to small screen at home, and then finally to smaller screen where you scroll your dopamine receptors away. Ahhhhh, yes! The new new American Dream™. Nobody can afford the house with the white picket fence anymore, so forget that. And kids? Ha! Maybe if you’re a millionaire. The only obtainable thing left of the dream now is the dog. But with the amount of existential dread that plagues us all these days, do you really want to add the responsibility of caring for Spot to your to-do list? Can you even take care of yourself?
Well, meet BALACLAVA’s prophetic “four-dimensional” dog! He’s a very good boy. A rescue! So now let him rescue you. These sweaty faceless egg punkers say:
“FRESH OUT OF THE GATES THE DOG HOLDS NO BOUND TO TIME OR SPACE. HE SNIFFS BEYOND THE CLOCK AND BARKS THROUGH THE MOMENTS THAT PASS, FOREVER SNIFFING YOU OUT UNDERNEATH THE YEARS. DO YOU HEAR HIM? DO YOU SMELL HIM? BECAUSE HE KNOWS YOU AND HE KNOWS ALL. DO YOU TURN AND RUN WHEN YOU SEE HIM OR DO YOU STOP AND GIVE HIM A PET? LOCK TIDE AND GROW WIDE, THE HOUND SEES ALL.”
The song is drowning in static from the racing mind of its creator and its own fast-paced melody. BALACLAVA takes dog training to an entirely new level—or should we say dimension? The video premiering here features a ski-masked-clad person, or people, living out several possible life scenarios. From a bloody tourist to a sinful priest, the dog stays loyally by their side. However, who is the one holding the leash? Is it me? Is it you? Or is it the existential dread constantly barking at the back of your mind? Honestly, who cares? Just sit still. Go back. Be real. Exist. Good boy.
Catch BALACLAVA at The New Colossus Festival on March 6th in NYC—get tickets here! And follow them on Instagram and Spotify.
