In most cases, garage sales are the worst. Theyre full of people trying to get way too much money for their old garbage and other people trying to pay way to little for the one pair of nice shoes that are actually worth buying. They also attract hoarders by the dozens. However, in the world created by director Ellis Bahl for the I Sold My Bed, But Not My Stereo video by Capital Cities, garage sales are awesome! Thats because in this video, rather than finding old picture frames or power tools at a garage sale, Sebu and Ryan of Capital Cities find a music video!
We open with Sebu, Ryan, and a bunch of old people looking around a garage sale. Its not long before Sebu finds a stereo and Ryan a cassette tape featuring their new single on it (like the song suggests, the stereo isn't for sale). They play the tape and by the time the chorus kicks in, our boys are performing along with the song, using a golf club and a plunger as microphones. Suddenly, the folks around them begin to subconsciously join in on the fun. One dude starts to check out an old video camera, a few folks start flicking on and off some lamps to test them out, and two girls (played by Tallie Medel and Sunita Mani of Cocoon Central Dance Team) accidentally knock a box of papers into a fan causing them to shred and fly around the room. By the time we get to the second chorus, the whole garage sale looks like a music video with flashing lights, smoke, confetti, even a video village area with a single old man watching everything on a monitor.
Night falls and thats when the magic really begins. It starts by revealing the Cocoon girls in their trademark gold outfits, busting out with some pretty sweet moves. The crappy garage sale knickknacks have been replaced by Becks beer and Beats headphones and everyones tacky Saturday afternoon garage sale gear has been replaced with stylish suits and fly outfits.
"I Sold My Bed, But Not My Stereo" was produced by Kimberly Stuckwisch for Doomsday Entertainment and can be found on the album In A Title Wave Of Mystery.
