@@briancarlson3008: I only found out when the news broke of her death that they were childhood sweethearts! I can't even begin to imagine what kind of emotional blow it was for Alan to lose the literal love of his life still so young!!
My friends and I saw them play this song during the "Curtain Hits the Cast" tour. They played in a sketchy, hole-in-the-wall punk rock venue in the middle of winter for about 20 people max. That was almost thirty years ago, and it still ranks as one of the best concerts I've ever seen.
RIP Mimi, from one Minnesotan to another. The first time I heard your voice was on REV 105 out of Minneapolis and this song came on. I was driving in Shakopee. My truck radio wasn’t always dependable at picking up radio signals with good clarity, so I pulled the truck into a parking lot (found good signal) and listened to the rest of this song in its entirety. I was instantly a fan of Low and had the opportunity to listen to your band at so many live performances including the 400 Bar, Foxfire Coffee, and of course, First Ave. Thank you for all the beautiful music.
Thanks for name-dropping REV-105!!! I used to live in South Mpls. for a couple years back in the mid '90s, and your just mentioning that radio station's call letters brought back a flood of dear memories of listening to my all-time favorite radio station that I've ever had the pleasure of being aware of! It's not hyperbole when I say that that station matured my mind and contributed to the exponential expansion of what I'd thought up to that point to be a rather eclectic taste in music as I grew out of the extended adolescence of my late teens and early 20s and into a true adult approaching my mid 20s while I was living there, and it literally was the soundtrack to my life during my too-brief time in Mpls. -- not just the wide variety of different styles of music that they played on-air (including music that I'd never heard before prior to becoming a REV-105 listener) but also the real human, everyday people-sounding DJs and their down-to-earth, nextdoor neighbor personalities! They felt like local people who actually lived in and came from the city where they worked and didn't just commute there from hours away just to punch a clock for that day's shift and then commute back home -- and they were! They sounded like people in my age demographic who genuinely loved the music that they played on-air and weren't just playing it because they were paid to do so -- and they were! They sounded like they were fully-invested in promoting the then-contemporary local artists and bands that they played on their station as well as the numerous music venues (would like to take a moment to parenthetically mourn the passing many years ago of my personal favorite Mpls. venue for music while I lived there, the Uptown Bar & Grill) which nurtured and supported them -- and they were! That kind of authenticity was sorely lacking in almost all of the stations back east where I moved to Mpls. from (and moved back to after those too-brief couple of years) in the Balt-D.C. radio market. Apart from a smattering of college and NPR-affiliated radio stations and one corporate Alt-Rock-oriented station (the now long-defunct WHFS), that market was saturated with slick and slimy-sounding faking-it-to-make-it DJs who sounded like they were more in-love with the sounds of their own voices and their sound-fx carts than they were with the music that they played. Some were even piped-in from anyone knows where by early versions of national radio conglomerates like Clear-Channel, et. al. I quickly found myself missing REV-105 and the Camelot-like magic that it had brought to my life while living in Mpls. -- how I took it for granted. Once you experience that profound level of authenticity from something in your life and get taken away from it (or have it taken away from you), you crave it with a vengeance almost like an addictive drug. So, I would call-in to the late-nite DJ after coming home from work (I believe it was Kevin Cole -- who now works for the Seattle listener-supported station, KEXP), and he would have long conversations with me between songs -- me, a stranger who once lived in his radio market but then moved almost 2,000 miles away back east! Who does that?!?! For real?!?! Well, he did!! And I am forever grateful, bc he was my lifeline back to a place that I'd realized that I'd foolishly taken for granted!! It was thru him and one of our 3rd-shift long-distance phone conversations that I learned about REV-105's impending demise within a year after the infamous Telecommunications Bill was passed, which paved the way for the monopolistic Clear-Channels of the world to take control of the airwaves. The news broke my heart in ways that not even the deaths of certain dearly-beloved relatives even touched -- that was how profoundly it had affected me emotionally and psychologically!! But, I simultaneously refused to truly believe it, and continued existing in shock and denial until I saw a middle-pages blotter blurb on its death in an issue of either Rolling Stone or Spin magazine published some months later. Only then did the full gravity of the loss hit me, full-power. Luckily for me and my dignity, I was at home when I came across this article and read it, because had I been at work, or in transit to or from by whatever means of conveyance, I'm quite certain that I would've had a very public and inconsolable emotional breakdown over it. OK, if you're still with me after that long-winded, TLDR preamble, thanks for reading it in its entirety and I just want to conclude my reply on a positive, yet bittersweet, note: the former by disclosing that REV-105 was my gateway into Low. Hearing them for the first time was like an aural palate-cleansing experience. 'Til then, they were unlike anything else being played on Alt-Rock-oriented radio, which was dominated by Seattle/Pac-NW "Grunge" and what I'd come to dub "Post-grunge Formula Alternative". Where those bands were loud and cacophonous, Low were like 180⁰ the opposite -- almost inaudibly quiet to the point where you'd actually have to work hard to hear what they were singing and playing as well as starkly minimalistic in terms of the songwriting composition of their songs and the lyrics to those songs. They (REV-105, that is) were promoting Long Division at that time, and I quickly high-tailed it to the Best Buy that used to be near Calhoun Square on West Lake Street (long before that area got the gentrification facelift that it got in more recent years) to buy a copy from there as advertised on-air on REV-105, but they were sold-out at the time; so, I bought a copy of the previous album, which they had a few copies of on-hand, I Could Live In Hope, and was very pleased with that purchase anyhow -- even though it wasn't the intended transaction
the length that 90s musician would take to make a video so memorable. damn calculating those falling objects' trajectory must have been taking so times
It's a credit to Low (not that you guy's need any more) that they're still connecting with fans commenting on a video from all those years ago, when we were all less wise than today. I wish the tens of thousands of folk watching the latest videos would check out the older ones.
Lyrics: I'm over the ocean Over the hills, over the dell Over the fireline Over the sand, over the plan Over the empire And if I belong, then I'll be longer than expected And if I'm wrong, the mighty and strong will be rejected
Annoyed a bit as none of these came up as I’ve been subscribed for an age - RUclips, booooo But, Low are a wonderful band and this is from another great album Such atmosphere, wonderfully restrained but beautiful singing from Alan and Mimi and Alan’s great guitar sounds Great great great super great
RIP Mimi - Thank you for shining your light so brightly while you could 💛💔
Their light was brighter than the sun. My heart is broken.
I can't even begin to imagine what Alan is going through.
When everyone was fawning over mazy star....she was pushed on the back burner. One of Severely underestimated voice of the 90s. Beautiful mimi.
It's a shame that talented people die and complete wastes of flesh like 45 are still alive.
@@briancarlson3008: I only found out when the news broke of her death that they were childhood sweethearts! I can't even begin to imagine what kind of emotional blow it was for Alan to lose the literal love of his life still so young!!
My friends and I saw them play this song during the "Curtain Hits the Cast" tour. They played in a sketchy, hole-in-the-wall punk rock venue in the middle of winter for about 20 people max. That was almost thirty years ago, and it still ranks as one of the best concerts I've ever seen.
I saw them in London during the Secret Name era. Oh boy they were just incredible.
Thank you for everything Mimi,
Devastated to lose you
Goodnight, Mimi
😥😢😭❤💔
RIP Mimi, from one Minnesotan to another. The first time I heard your voice was on REV 105 out of Minneapolis and this song came on. I was driving in Shakopee. My truck radio wasn’t always dependable at picking up radio signals with good clarity, so I pulled the truck into a parking lot (found good signal) and listened to the rest of this song in its entirety. I was instantly a fan of Low and had the opportunity to listen to your band at so many live performances including the 400 Bar, Foxfire Coffee, and of course, First Ave. Thank you for all the beautiful music.
this is so fucking cool!!!!!!!!
Thanks for name-dropping REV-105!!!
I used to live in South Mpls. for a couple years back in the mid '90s, and your just mentioning that radio station's call letters brought back a flood of dear memories of listening to my all-time favorite radio station that I've ever had the pleasure of being aware of! It's not hyperbole when I say that that station matured my mind and contributed to the exponential expansion of what I'd thought up to that point to be a rather eclectic taste in music as I grew out of the extended adolescence of my late teens and early 20s and into a true adult approaching my mid 20s while I was living there, and it literally was the soundtrack to my life during my too-brief time in Mpls. -- not just the wide variety of different styles of music that they played on-air (including music that I'd never heard before prior to becoming a REV-105 listener) but also the real human, everyday people-sounding DJs and their down-to-earth, nextdoor neighbor personalities! They felt like local people who actually lived in and came from the city where they worked and didn't just commute there from hours away just to punch a clock for that day's shift and then commute back home -- and they were! They sounded like people in my age demographic who genuinely loved the music that they played on-air and weren't just playing it because they were paid to do so -- and they were! They sounded like they were fully-invested in promoting the then-contemporary local artists and bands that they played on their station as well as the numerous music venues (would like to take a moment to parenthetically mourn the passing many years ago of my personal favorite Mpls. venue for music while I lived there, the Uptown Bar & Grill) which nurtured and supported them -- and they were!
That kind of authenticity was sorely lacking in almost all of the stations back east where I moved to Mpls. from (and moved back to after those too-brief couple of years) in the Balt-D.C. radio market. Apart from a smattering of college and NPR-affiliated radio stations and one corporate Alt-Rock-oriented station (the now long-defunct WHFS), that market was saturated with slick and slimy-sounding faking-it-to-make-it DJs who sounded like they were more in-love with the sounds of their own voices and their sound-fx carts than they were with the music that they played. Some were even piped-in from anyone knows where by early versions of national radio conglomerates like Clear-Channel, et. al.
I quickly found myself missing REV-105 and the Camelot-like magic that it had brought to my life while living in Mpls. -- how I took it for granted. Once you experience that profound level of authenticity from something in your life and get taken away from it (or have it taken away from you), you crave it with a vengeance almost like an addictive drug. So, I would call-in to the late-nite DJ after coming home from work (I believe it was Kevin Cole -- who now works for the Seattle listener-supported station, KEXP), and he would have long conversations with me between songs -- me, a stranger who once lived in his radio market but then moved almost 2,000 miles away back east! Who does that?!?! For real?!?! Well, he did!! And I am forever grateful, bc he was my lifeline back to a place that I'd realized that I'd foolishly taken for granted!!
It was thru him and one of our 3rd-shift long-distance phone conversations that I learned about REV-105's impending demise within a year after the infamous Telecommunications Bill was passed, which paved the way for the monopolistic Clear-Channels of the world to take control of the airwaves. The news broke my heart in ways that not even the deaths of certain dearly-beloved relatives even touched -- that was how profoundly it had affected me emotionally and psychologically!! But, I simultaneously refused to truly believe it, and continued existing in shock and denial until I saw a middle-pages blotter blurb on its death in an issue of either Rolling Stone or Spin magazine published some months later. Only then did the full gravity of the loss hit me, full-power. Luckily for me and my dignity, I was at home when I came across this article and read it, because had I been at work, or in transit to or from by whatever means of conveyance, I'm quite certain that I would've had a very public and inconsolable emotional breakdown over it.
OK, if you're still with me after that long-winded, TLDR preamble, thanks for reading it in its entirety and I just want to conclude my reply on a positive, yet bittersweet, note: the former by disclosing that REV-105 was my gateway into Low. Hearing them for the first time was like an aural palate-cleansing experience. 'Til then, they were unlike anything else being played on Alt-Rock-oriented radio, which was dominated by Seattle/Pac-NW "Grunge" and what I'd come to dub "Post-grunge Formula Alternative". Where those bands were loud and cacophonous, Low were like 180⁰ the opposite -- almost inaudibly quiet to the point where you'd actually have to work hard to hear what they were singing and playing as well as starkly minimalistic in terms of the songwriting composition of their songs and the lyrics to those songs. They (REV-105, that is) were promoting Long Division at that time, and I quickly high-tailed it to the Best Buy that used to be near Calhoun Square on West Lake Street (long before that area got the gentrification facelift that it got in more recent years) to buy a copy from there as advertised on-air on REV-105, but they were sold-out at the time; so, I bought a copy of the previous album, which they had a few copies of on-hand, I Could Live In Hope, and was very pleased with that purchase anyhow -- even though it wasn't the intended transaction
goodbye lovely Mimi, thank you for the wonderful music.
RIP MP. It was an honor playing your music way back when on
91.3 WDJM FM Framingham. This song led to so much more. Very sad. ♥️💔
the length that 90s musician would take to make a video so memorable. damn calculating those falling objects' trajectory must have been taking so times
I have a huge crush on Alan. He has always been so gorgeous.
Mimi lives forever in the hearts of those of who decided to move forward from a past. Mimi will never leave us. RIP
The best rock ever.
One of the gem of rock ever.
So beautiful.
I love it.
Goodbye Mimì, siamo ovunque tu ci abbia trasportato, profondamente, inabissandoci nel riverbero della tua voce.
Mimi... so sad. Rest in peace
Thank you Mimi for sharing your light with us.
I love you, Low.
I can't accept it... Mimi, I will miss you forever 😭
I keep returning to this song every 2 years
It's time again.
@@daydreamintonation thanks...
Low, a new music high for me!
It's been more than a year, but I'm still not over Mimi's passing, and I don't think that I'll ever be!!
The mighty and strong will be rejected.
This one is great, I do not think I had heard it. You guys compose the best of music.
It's a credit to Low (not that you guy's need any more) that they're still connecting with fans commenting on a video from all those years ago, when we were all less wise than today. I wish the tens of thousands of folk watching the latest videos would check out the older ones.
I will! Thanks.
the first time I heard it was on a john peel show. he just said "listen to this." I'm not a spiritual person but it was a very spiritual moment.
❤❤❤
it's ben nmore than 20 years.... han sido mucho mas que 20 años...que LOW es una de las bandas de mi vida!!!!!!!!!
low just like christmas is my favorite chriristmas song. i heard over the ocean years ago but never saw the video. haunting. so sorry about mimi.
🔥🔥
..sublime
rest in piece mimi ❤
Lyrics:
I'm over the ocean
Over the hills, over the dell
Over the fireline
Over the sand, over the plan
Over the empire
And if I belong, then I'll be longer than expected
And if I'm wrong, the mighty and strong will be rejected
RIP Mimi Parker! 💔💛
RIP, Mimi
The lady has always been so pretty. Love them all
She's over the ocean, now.
R I P Mimi Parker.
Praying you found Peace Over the Ocean
thank you. ❤
Annoyed a bit as none of these came up as I’ve been subscribed for an age - RUclips, booooo
But, Low are a wonderful band and this is from another great album
Such atmosphere, wonderfully restrained but beautiful singing from Alan and Mimi and Alan’s great guitar sounds
Great great great super great
RIP Mimi, my heart is broken... :(
They look so different as youth
now...that's a guitar solo
still crying .. goodbye mimi
💕❤️💫✨️🌟✨️💫❤️💕
So guys, how scary was it to make this video? All of you seem so chill when bathroom sinks are being thrown at you.
🤣🤣🤣🤣
R I P Mimi Parker.
harderfuller
Mimi.
👓☕
Toaster
Came here cuz of Maynard.....now, leaving.
#MTVAlternativeNation 🎸 🎹 aired 29.05.2024 📡 @MTVGermany sent me here 2:35 🔂 RIP Mimi ☮
Sobre el Océano Mimi...😞