Music Video Vault: Aphex Twin "Come to Daddy": Page 2 of 2

The Music Video

Chris Cunningham, a special effects artist with credits on movies such as Alien3 and 1995's Judge Dredd, chose a site near the Tavy Bridge Shopping Centre in Thamesmead, a southeast district of London, to film the music video for "Come to Daddy."  This dreary location was featured in several scenes of Stanley Kubrick's A Clockwork Orange.  If the idea of sociopaths roaming the streets in a dystopian future raping and vandalizing anything with legs frightens you, prepare to have your balls / ovaries kicking up into your throat, because it doesn't hold a candle to the horrors that lie ahead.

The video starts off innocently enough -- an elderly woman walks her dog through what seems to be a barren, abandoned industrial park.  All seems fine and dandy until lil' Spot lifts his leg, whizzing all over a pile of garbage near a busted television set.  If there's anything A Nightmare On Elm Street 4: The Dream Master taught us, it's that canine piss has the ability to awaken nefarious forces.  With a zap, the TV flashes on, giving us our first taste of the oncoming madness...

The distorted visage of the demon on-screen is none other than Richard D. James himself, looking like he could be related to Sloth from The Goonies.  Since the release of 1995's ... I Care Because You Do, James has used images of his face for several of his album covers, usually twisted up or transposed onto other peoples' bodies.  Speaking of which, it's one thing to see his face grafted onto the figures of a group of young girls on the front of the Come to Daddy EP, but it's quite another to see the little monstrosities in full motion when granny flees to a nearby alleyway...

As if the simplistic yet condemning lyrics weren't enough to make your skin crawl, just imagine a band of these creepies leaning against the foot of your bed as you stir out of a late night slumber...

The children begin their journey of trepidation by picking up the television set and hightailing it through a parking garage until they decide to terrorize a man by pelting him with rocks.  Had the poor bastard been armed with more than a Van Damme-esque ponytail, he might have stood more of a chance against the pint-sized posse.  He jumps into his car and is greeted with this treat...

Next is absolutely the best part of the video, a snippet of humor in an otherwise bloodcurdling segment of utter chaos.  One of the girls take a moment to show of some mad karate skills...

... as well as some rather, uh... unique intimidation techniques...

Yep.  You can't unsee that.  I'm guessing that the hellspawn devoured the guy in the parking lot, as the derelict isn't seen again for the remainder of the video, and what better way to burn off those calories than by trashing shit in an all-out back alley brawl?

One even tries to lock another in a Cobra Clutch, but the submission attempt is twarted.

The insanity mercifully comes to a break as the television set flickers to life, causing two of the girls to stop and bear witness to this...

The screen stretches outward, forming a cocoon-like sheath around a bony, wrenched-over figure emerging from the TV.  Grandma reappears, advanced senility leading her to the albino heap on the pavement.  The emaciated demon rises as Grammy looks on in distress, its features becoming more defined -- a sunk-in chest, ridged spine and skeletal fingers in dire need of a manicure...

The otherworldly creature, clearly in no mood for shenanigans, proceeds to unleash a scream summoned directly from the gates of Hell, and right into the codger's face, no less...

The howl lasts for nearly 20 seconds, the demonic wind ironing out the wrinkles in the old bitch's face.  And that's the last time we see her.  Her fate remains unknown, but the matter is of little concern to the TV demon, as it now sports a Richard D. James head, gathering up its family of minis in the smoke-filled alleyway.

The music video rolls to a close as the beast twitches about, intercut with images of Mr. James laughing hysterically on the glimmering screen, his way of celebrating the fact that he has excavated your soul from your ass.

Sweet dreams, kiddies.

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