London – Benjamin Clementine (2015)

Benjamin Clementine’s London is already a powerful song, but the video gives it a whole other emotional register.

Despite the title, it isn’t set in London at all. Director Colin Solal Cardo places Clementine on the rooftops of Paris, the city where he busked, struggled, and slowly found his footing as an artist.

The video plays out like a quiet piece of visual poetry. Clementine wanders across rooftops, taps out lyrics on a battered typewriter, plays an invisible piano, and throws handwritten messages into the air. It feels fragile, theatrical, and deliberately unresolved. Much like the song itself.

Premiered by i-D Magazine in June 2015, the video arrived just as Clementine’s debut album At Least For Now was beginning to resonate. The album went on to win the 2015 Mercury Music Prize.

A big part of why the video works is Clementine himself. Not only is he beautiful but his spinto tenor voice that draws comparisons with Nina Simone and Rufus Waiwnwright is sublime.

If you’ve only ever listened to London, stop what you’re doing and watch the video. It doesn’t just complement the song; it deepens it.

Lyrics

verse

Now as he sits in the back of this grey caravan
Tomorrow he will probably be
Jumping Parisian metro barriers with a bottle in his hand
Sparkling, sparkling water mixed with peaches and rum
Honestly I don′t drink but if i did this will be my favourite punch
He said
Walk out the door with her he could see everyone
Dressed in black a class that seem far too fetched
She said, “Look at you, look at you, your game is over
The cup is full, your cup is full, stop praying for more exposure”
 

pre-chorus

“It is obvious that you are trying
Dubious stop or you will die here
You are pretending, but no one is buying”
 

chorus

London, London, London is calling you
What are you waiting for, what you searching for?
London, London, London is all in you
Why are you denying the truth?
“I might, I might, I might be boring you” he said
“Although it’s not clear as the morning dew
When my preferred ways are not happening
I won′t underestimate whom I am capable of becoming”
 

verse

History will be made today, is written boldly on his face
So clear you could hardly miss it, you could hardly miss it
For transcending the barriers of yesterday was and is the dream
On a road where Cleopatra comes and goes
Like fishes caught in ponds then thrown back for fun
 

pre-chorus

She said “Look at you, look at you, just pick a fleet
Your cup is full, your cup is full, what have you not achieved?”
“It is obvious that you are trying
Dubious stop or you will die here
You are pretending but no one is buying”
 

chorus

London, London, London is calling you
What are you waiting for, what you searching for?
London, London, London is all in you
Why are you denying the truth?
“I might I might I might be boring you”, he said
“Although it’s not clear as the morning dew
When my preferred ways are not happening
I won’t underestimate who I am capable of becoming”
 
Writers: Benjamin Eric Sainte-Clementine, Bruno Bertoli
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