Best Metal Videos of All Time
Number 2: Space Lord—Monster Magnet
2: Space Lord—Monster Magnet (USA) Total Score = 11+
Scoring rationale: music 9+ points + 1 point for production values + 1 point for glorious over-the-topness = 11+ points;
That started out quite nice, but got out of hand real quick. And then put on the gas pedal! It’s a masterclass of how to build up a song: start acoustic, then gradually increase the power with every recurring chorus. Space Lord, Mother Mother indeed.
Bacchus, Dionysus, John Belushi, and Cheech & Chong will probably approve. Let’s say that while Kiss sang “I wanna rock’n’roll all day, and party every night,” Monster Magnet demonstrates how to do that. Revelling with abandon, glorious debauchery, and an explosive—dare we say smoking—mixture of innuendo, bravado and chutzpah. Mad, extravagant, unlimited1. This is how you take the inner spirit to outer space.
How does one write such a thing? By being stoned? By recovering in a dominarix’s apartment in New Orleans after hurting one’s knee. When Wyndorf read a German press clip calling him ‘Space Lord’, the dominatrix saw it and mocked: “Say you think you’re the space lord?” To which Wyndorf answered: “I’ll make it so2.” And so this song was born3.
Content-wise it’s quite a step down from the meaning of life (number 7), an incisive something (number 6), a heart-felt story against a jaw-dropping backdrop (number 5), a kaleidoscopic trip through history (number 4) and the virtuous celebration of one’s roots (number 3). Are you serious all the time? Do you never, ever relax? I’d say that after this overload of meaningfullness, it’s time to loosen up and let go. Let Dave Wyndorf be your party animal host.
Because he knows how to crash it? Because he knows how to get it going. And, of course, location, location, location.
Isn’t “location, location, location” what your estate agent says as they try to make you overpay for the properety? Correct, but in this case “location, location, location” means that Monster Magnet chose the perfect setting for this video: the Las Vegas strip4. Albeit that this time what happened in Vegas didn’t quite stay in Vegas, as 31 million views amply demonstrate.
Finally, what does he really sing in the chorus? In the original version it was—indeed—“Space Lord, Motherfucker”, but in order to make it more radio friendly they put so much echo on the ‘motherfucker’ part so that the ‘fucker’ part was drowned out by the ‘mother’ echo, making it sound as “Space Lord, Mother Mother.” Nobody5 was fooled, of course.
Don’t say: Don’t take it out on the slave Wyndorf—he’s suffering from a power trip.
Do say: I’m never gonna work another day in my life!
🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘(Check out 02.18 in the video!)
If Wyndorf’s wardrobe changes went any further he’d either become a one-man-Sambadrome or be utterly naked. Or both;
Strongly paraphrased. Supposedly, he said “Someday, when I can walk, I’ll make you pay for taunting me by writing a song.”;
And we are thankful to this particular dominatrix to this very day;
Nobody older than twelve and with more than 2 brain cells;