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This song and video perfectly captures the mood and feel of a British seaside town that has long since seen its glory years. These towns are now trapped with this retro aesthetic, the thrills of yesteryear and a seemingly permanent population of old age pensioners that languish in this distant nostalgia. These are the places where the working class (some middle class too), displaced and pushed out of bigger more competitive cities, come to find some semblance of a more traditional family life. Their children end up like the female protagonist in this video, wandering aimlessly through a grey time capsule of a town, trying to find meaning in this decay and forgotten past. The sea provides a glimpse into the wider world and allows one to ponder on the possibilities, but is it enough to galvanise them? In the end most of them become content in the mundaneity of it all. The various trends, subcultures and consumer product that filters out from inland and into these towns can provide a distraction; but before they know it, they are the grey haired old bags and geezers that crowd the bingo halls and penny arcades.

Whilst this all sounds very depressing, I do think the tale of the English seaside town, its rise and fall in the 20th century and beyond, is infinitely fascinating. This is a eerily beautiful vignette that illustrates this perfectly.

displaced and pushed out of bigger more competitive cities

Non, justement, il explique qu'ils ont été déplacés en banlieue.