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  • Endorphin Endorsement: Exercise Gets Madison Beer Feeling Flushed in Video for “Yes Baby”

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    Although it hasn’t been very long since the last time Madison Beer offered her fans a single, it feels as though years have already gone by in the period between now and the release of 2024’s “Make You Mine” and “15 Minutes.” That said, Beer more than likely had her reasons for wanting to release a particularly high-energy track amidst a climate that is decidedly, well, “high energy” in all the wrong ways. So yes, more than ever, something uplifting is appreciated. Even though, for those with body image issues, the video for “Yes Baby” might not be.

    In the spirit of Charli XCX’s style of “working out” in the “360” video (that is, in “hot girl” attire with tights, heels and a glass of red wine in hand), Beer takes a similar approach to her fitness regimen (there are even a few moments later on where she, too, bounces up and down to make her tits jiggle à la Charli) by walking in “model strut” mode on the treadmill while wearing above-the-ankle white socks paired with black stiletto heels. Needless to say, her workout ensemble is meant to channel a certain “coquette” aesthetic.

    So it is that Beer goes from the escape room of “15 Minutes” to the gym of her 80s-inspired dreams for “Yes Baby” (indeed, it seems many have been inspired yet again by the 80s lately). And while quite a few of Madison Beer’s music videos feature her in situations that either find her alone or with just one other person (e.g., “Home to Another One,” “Spinnin” and “15 Minutes”), “Yes Baby” stands out for the great number of other women in her midst who all seem to be “turned on” by exercising. Or maybe “animated” and “flushed” by it are the more euphemistic word choices.

    The presence of all these women is perhaps meant to emphasize Beer’s insistence that the song is one “you want to blast with your friends.” A feeling that came to the fore after the creation of the music video, co-directed by Beer and (as usual) Aerin Moreno. Something Beer commented on by noting, “‘Yes Baby’ is really just a fun and flirty song. After I shot the music video, though, it took on a whole new energy…” That energy being one of a matriarchal good time.

    And yet, clearly, everything about the song oozes sex (with a man)—in fact, the lyrics make it sound as though Beer is already in between the sheets on the verge of orgasm with the repetition of, “Yes, baby, yes, yes, baby, yes, yes, baby.” These two words being the phrase that makes up the majority of the song. Even though there are occasional verses of “poetry,” including the opening one that goes, “Speakin’ to me soft like silky sheets/Figures in the dark, two heartbeats/Basically a God, you pray to me/Whisper in the dark, you want me.”

    Beer sings these words as intercut scenes of the various exercise options in this apparently multi-faceted gym are shown. Seeing her and her sistren in ballet attire at a barre in front of a mirror wall-outfitted dance room, Beer also adds, “It’s a look/It’s a touch/It’s a dangerous kind of crush/Say it once/Say it twice/Come and say it another time.” The “it” she wants to hear another time being, of course, “yes baby.”

    As the beat drops (after building up for about the first minute of the song), co-producers Beer, Leroy Clampitt and Lostboy help to recall elements of Benny Benassi’s signature 2002 hit, “Satisfaction” (even lyrically speaking, with Beer repeating “yes” at times in the same way that “push” is repeated on “Satisfaction”). What’s more, the “Yes Baby” video also has a certain similarity to the one for “Satisfaction,” what with lots of women jumping around in a sexually charged manner even though they’re being featured in an “everyday” kind of setting (for the women in the “Satisfaction” video, that “everyday” setting involves the use of power tools).

    As the video progresses, Beer finds herself in a few other new “workout” scenarios, including being perched on the balancing beam with her fellow workout enthusiasts in leotards as she does little to indicate much in the way of “strenuous” exercise. Perhaps proving, yet again, that half the reason that women truly enjoy going to the gym is for the additional wardrobe it allows them to don (hence, Kate Hudson starting a clothing line called Fabletics just for “activewear”). As for the mirror wall scenes in the dance studio, it has a certain Madonna in the “Hung Up” video cachet (along with Dua Lipa in the “Houdini” video, itself a nod to “Hung Up”). To be sure, it’s likely that the Queen of Pop herself wouldn’t mind sweating it out to this particular song on the dance floor or in the gym—the two primary venues that this song was made for (apart from, one supposes, the boudoir).

    Incidentally, both locations are quite voyeuristic in nature, with everyone observing others—sizing them up (especially from a “physical beauty” standpoint). So it is that Beer’s lyrics, “Something in the way you’re watchin’ me/Talkin’ to me nice and slowly/Promise if you ask, you will receive/Come a little closer to me,” further amplify “Yes Baby” as a simultaneous club and gym banger. Both of these locations still struggling to make a full comeback since Covid.

    But at least Beer is doing her part to remind listeners of what Reese Witherspoon as Elle Woods in Legally Blonde once said, “Exercise gives you endorphins. Endorphins make you happy. Happy people just don’t shoot their husbands, they just don’t.” Hence, the reason why so many tradwives are fitness freaks. After all, you’d have to be to keep yourself from shooting some of the conservative husbands out there. So, in a sense, Beer is now picking up where Brooke Taylor-Windham (Ali Larter) left off with her own kind of “fitness empire.” One that is decidedly more, let’s say, “auto-erotic.”

    This much is made even more apparent by the non sequitur concluding scenes of the video, which find Beer outside on a lawn as the sprinklers go off. Naturally, she lets them drench her, perhaps a less on-the-nose “metaphor” than a scene of her drenched in sweat would be. Both scenarios indicating that exercise (whether in the gym or in the bedroom) makes her wet. Though that definitely isn’t how most people feel, ergo the success of Ozempic.

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    Genna Rivieccio

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  • In The Future, Madison Beer Will Make A Song Called “15 Minutes”

    In The Future, Madison Beer Will Make A Song Called “15 Minutes”

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    Andy Warhol was famously (and falsely) attributed with the often misquoted aphorism, “In the future, everyone will be world-famous for 15 minutes.” But what no prophecy could have predicted back then is that, “In the future, Madison Beer will make a song called ‘15 Minutes.’” And that she has, with a video to go with it, co-directed, as usual, by Beer and Aerin Moreno. Granted, Beer’s song isn’t a commentary on pervasive “fame,” so much as how quickly one can fall down the rabbit hole when it comes to lust/love/attraction.

    Like many of Beer’s videos, it has a dreamy, surreal sort of quality, with the premise centered around Beer stumbling upon an escape room in the middle of nowhere. And, also like many of her videos (including the Jennifer’s Body-referencing “Make You Mine”), there is a certain cinematic air, complete with the action movie-ish titles that spell out her name and song at the beginning. A beginning that opens on Beer standing in a desolate landscape before she whips around to face toward the audience, staring at something else in the distance. That something being none other than the escape room that will dominate the entire “plot” of the video.

    As Beer finds herself being inexplicably pulled toward the structure (which looks like the type of place the Unabomber would feel right at home in), she sings the appropriate lyrics, “I couldn’t stop myself, I couldn’t help myself/This isn’t like me, can’t you tell?” It’s then that she gets closer to the ramshackle, bearing a sign that reads, “Got 15 Minutes? Try Our Escape Room.” It comes across like that meme of a creepy “black hole” of an underpass with the words “Free Drugs” and an arrow graffiti’d above it as a means to lure someone vulnerable and naïve enough. Beer, apparently, is just such a type.

    Continuing to sing, “Show me around this place/Take me in your embrace/It feels so right but ain’t it strange?” while getting closer to opening the door, the tension mounts as she leads up to the big breakout of the song (its chorus), prefacing it with, “In this moment all I know is…” before the LOSTBOY and Leroy Clampitt-produced rhythm picks up in time for Beer to belt out, “Fifteen minutes ago, I was layin’ in bed/Then I had a crazy thought in my head/So I took the keys and got in the car/Don’t know how I got here, but baby, here we are.”

    Speaking to an attraction so intense that she can’t fight or deny it—and is therefore unwittingly pulled to the object of her desire like a moth to a flame—Beer wields the metaphor of the escape room literally as she battles to free herself from this potent attraction. Even though, to paraphrase Radiohead, she did it to herself, it’s true, and that’s what really hurts.

    After resisting the wind that tried to push her back and warn her not to go any farther, the scene cuts to Beer suddenly being in the back of a truck that looks like it’s driving through that part of the L.A. River near the Sixth Street Bridge. Pulled back out for a moment to the exterior of the house, the sign informs her, “Your 15 Minutes Starts Now,” at which time she goes back into the house where a digital clock that’s already ticked down to nine minutes left looms behind her. Her outfit has also mysteriously changed to a white cropped tee and white booty shorts that are decidedly diaper-esque. And while she initially looked anxious/frightened to enter the space, she now seems rather excited and titillated by it, holding to a random wheel as she flexes her body and then going over to a pipe (it’s a very industrial space on the inside, evidently) to rub her back against it. Who knew escape rooms could be so “sexy”? Or at least make someone feel that way…

    In the next part of the escape room, Beer this time rubs her back against a row of lockers (the closest she’ll get to Britney in “…Baby One More Time” cachet)—because what could one want to escape from more than high school? After having enough of a “moment” with the lockers, she then goes into the next room, passing an analog clock as she does so. As she searches frantically for something that she cannot name, her eyes set upon a wrench that she uses to break the square glass window at the top center of another door, reaching her arm through it to pull on the handle from the other side. Now, in the next room, the clock has gotten down to six minutes (needless to say, time is elapsed in this three-minute-twenty-two-second video).

    For whatever reason, she arches herself backwards in something like a “Spider-Man getting kissed by Mary Jane” pose before whipping back up to smash this clock with a crowbar. She then runs back through some of the spaces she was already in to find a piled rope that miraculously pulls her by the ankles at rapid speed through another hallway as the beat crescendos to its most frenetic, EDM (or Charli XCX)-sounding vibe yet. At the other side of the hallway, there appears to be an industrial fan that looks as though it might suck her right into it if she reaches the end of that part of the escape room.

    Fortunately, in keeping with the disjointed, surreal nature of the video, before she (not shit) does hit the fan, Beer and Moreno cut to her in the middle of nowhere once again. Right back where she started from. And she’s even back in the same outfit she was in before as well. Because, ostensibly, the escape room unlocks some kind of “alternate dimension” Beer—the one who gives in to her basest, most carnal instincts. For, if you’ll remember, it’s her more moralizing superego self that says at the beginning of the song, “This isn’t like me, can’t you tell?” But in the escape room, all bets are off on “playing it coy.”

    Walking and running down the deserted road after “escaping,” she bears an aura not dissimilar from the sexually satisfied one Madonna has at the end of the “Justify My Love” video (she, too, walk-runs down the hallway of the hotel while smiling and laughing). And yes, Beer offers up some kinky lyrics in that spirit as well, at one point urging, “Show me how much you care/Touch me and pull my hair/Give me emotions I can’t bear/I want you to fantasize, and/Think of it every night/Never forget I made you mine” (that last line being an overt allusion to “Make You Mine”).

    Unlike Madonna, though, Beer has the lack of impulse control that leads her straight back to the escape room when night falls, the sign outside now suggestively asking, “Try Again?” Beer then looks knowingly into the camera before the shot cuts just before we see her leaning in the direction of the entrance. This after repeating the chorus one last time—which, in some sense, evokes the Lana chorus from “Bartender” that goes, “I bought me a truck in the middle of the night/It’ll buy me a year if I play my cards right/Photo free exits from baby’s bedside/‘Cause they don’t yet know what car I drive/I’m just tryna keep my love alive.”

    To conclude the song, though, Beer takes a page out of the Kylie Minogue playbook by repeating, “La, la, la-da-di-da, la, la-da-di-da.” And yes, “la-di-da” is the best way to sum up being inexplicably under someone’s spell, drawn into their world to the point where you feel like you’re in an escape room—that’s how difficult it is to pull yourself out.

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    Genna Rivieccio

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