Drama Studio
Brighton Skate park
Local Scrap Yard
Will/Dan's Bedroom
RGB channel split on After Effects, Ross is currently learning
Slow motion, shooting at 50fps
Artificial noise / celluloid overlay, giving a distorted image
Our music video is both narrative as well as performance based. The narrative follows a teenage boy who has gone through a break-up and is now heartbroken. It begins with the protagonist in his room, played by Ross, dialing the number of the girl he is in love with. The call is then rejected and the music starts.
The room is filled with rubbish as well as empty beer cans, cigarette packets, and tablet packets. As the song progresses, the narrative follows Ross as he looses control of himself and eventually ends up in a scrap yard in which he smashes up different items.
At the end of the song when the music has finished, and he has caused all of this destruction, the teenage boy gets a call from the girl he is in love with.
Ross - Narrative Performer
Dan & Will - Band Members
Costume
Mike Kerr (Will)
- Black/grey jeans
- Black T-shirt
- Leather jacket
- Quiff
Ben Thatcher (Dan)
- Black jeans
- Black T-shirt
- Bomber jacket
- Black SnapBack
- Silver necklace
Narrative Character (Ross)
- Generic 'indie' clothing
- Blue bomber jacket
- Dark skinny jeans
- Patterned shirt
Dan Hillier
Designed the artwork for
all of the Royal Blood artwork.
We took inspiration from this
to keep to the conventions to
create the following mock up.
"Deep story"
"Narrative and Performance is conventional"
"Relateable"
"Personal tone"
"Dramatic"
"Loneliness, heartbreak, rebellion"
Dan's drum kit, similar to that of Ben Thatcher's
Microphone, stand and cables, from Dan or school
Bass guitar - currently looking for one to borrow similar to Mike Kerr's
Amps and cables, borrowed from friends and school
Empty tobacco packets, beer cans and pill pots to connote (but not show) drug use and 'careless' behavior.
Difficulties
Low key (stage) lighting, may be hard to shoot
Shattered glass and splintered wood, safety hazard
Time management, part time jobs and external commitments may halter production
I wish I cared less, but I'm afraid I don't
You couldn't care less, so I guess you won't
Change your mind again
I've tried to right myself
But our love came crashing down
Like a tidal wave, a tidal wave
I'm fighting with my hands
And I hope you know we're digging our own graves
For your mistakes
I wish I cared less, but I'm afraid I don't
You couldn't care less, so I guess you won't
Change your mind again
I've tried to right myself
But our love came crashing down like a tidal wave
I'm fighting with my hands
And I hope you know we're digging our own graves
I'm tired of kidding myself
Another pill, no good for my health
I wish I could make this disappear
So I sit and smoke on my own
Think about you baby, are you feeling alone?
Cause I'd die just thinking that you'd forget
But I guess you won't
I wish I cared less, but I'm afraid I don't
You couldn't care less, so I guess you won't
Change your mind again
I can't stop dreaming of you
It does me no good and it's turning into
A splinter that I can't find under my skin
So I'll make another hole in the wall
Think about the times I didn't love you at all
Cause I just can't make myself again
So I guess I won't