I’m not sure what it would take for me to get invested in Ashlee Simpson’s musical career again. (A time machine?) The various big-name collaborators whose names have been bandied about for her upcoming CD — Robert Smith! The Neptunes! Erm, Kenna! — weren’t quite doing it for me. Neither was her Timbaland-produced comeback single, the unfortunately-subtitled "Outta My Head (Ay Ya Ya)"; the beat’s catchy enough, I guess, but her vocals are sorta grating, and much though I’ll always love Tim, dude’s really gotta start looking into some new synth textures for ’08.
But then! I saw the "Outta My Head" video when it premiered yesterday afternoon, and everything changed. Check it out for yourself, and click through to the jump to find out why:
This thing is seriously trippy — I’m talking way more disorienting than the most severe case of on-stage acid reflux. It basically looks like what you’d get if Salvador Dali, Marcel Duchamp, and Luis Buñuel got together to remix the video for Lindsay Lohan’s "Rumors." (Bonus points: I just came across a People.com story where Ashleeactually gives Dali a shout-out!) You’ve got your basic pop-star-fleeing-paparazzi plotline, tricked out with all sorts oftotally surreal fragments of imagery. Look! Ashlee’s a gigantic severed Greek statue head with a somber expression…no, she’s a sexy Mad Hatter writhing on top of some sortof outer-space Rubik’s cube…or, wait, she’s a painfully twitching dancerwith fewer moves than Britney at the VMAs…uh, actually, she’s literally bouncing offthe walls of a padded cell in a strait jacket.
Look, I’m not going to bother trying to describe any more of these bizarro scenes, because I’m making them sound like they make some sort of sense, which they do not. At all. So weird, so out there — how did we get here from "Pieces of Me"? I dunno, but it’s brilliant (I think). And while I doubt I’ll buy Ashlee’s new album, I will totally be cruising MTV2 over my holiday vacation in case they add "Outta My Head" to the regular rotation. Who’s with me?