‘XX’ is the name of the band. Angels is the song.
The video reminds me of going to dances back in 8th and 9th grade when psychodelia was all the rage. Someone would set up overhead projectors at the top of the school gym bleachers. A square clear cooking dish would be placed on the top of the projector and a mixture of oil and water would be put into the bowl. The heat from the projector would make the mixture begin to move about. Somehow someone also figured out how to project a rotating Christmas light into the mix and the projector would beam the pyschodelia out onto the gym walls. Life was groovy … or something like that.
I used to go to the dances to dance. I liked dancing … awkward as it was in 8th and 9th grade … growing up as a Southern Baptist and knowing that dancing was going to send me to hell. Pinball was also going to send me to hell per my Sunday School teacher Mrs. Johnson. Ultimately it was Joe-Joe Price that ruined dancing for me – he said that I danced like a chicken with its head cut off. It is hard to dance when someone keeps calling you Chickenman.
Anyway, please enjoy Angels by XX.