One 2 Many. Again. Again.
Following on from my post a couple of weeks ago, I’ve just checked youtube, and, although I can’t quite believe it, someone has actually posted the official video to “Downtown”.
Again, I expect it to disappear as quicky as it appeared, so I’m adding it just to make sure that some other people get to see it before it disappears. I like the addition of the 80s style MTV Europe logos. I have so many of those on tape.
The audio on this particular version is a bit better to the version I posted perviously, though whoever transcoded it decided to add a daft credits thing on the end, meaning you lose the last few seconds, though I’m probably the only person on the planet to care about that. (EDIT: The person who uploaded the video contacted me, the video was cut short by MTV, and the audio is better as the uploader replaced the original audio from the tape with an MP3)
I might go upstairs and play it at full volume, to annoy the neighbours. They had a party, you see, which meant that I was awoken with the sound of loud shouting at 6AM. The party eventually ended at approximately 7AM. It is now almost 10AM at the time of typing, and I’m considering blasting out the greatest hits of Belinda Carlisle at 11AM, followed by Black Lace / Agadoo, on loop for an hour and a half.
I suppose I can’t really blame James for my lack of sleep. I think most of it came from the fact I had what would have to be the worst tin of “beef” curry I have ever had. I’d got it from Netto, and on the label it looked totally unappetising. I don’t even know why I bought it. I then opened it, and it was even worse. I then began to eat it… it was like a party in my mouth and everyone had brought gristle. It was horrible. The only saving grace is that I’d laced it with my own special blend of curry powder, which made the sauce at least edible.
Anyway, let’s return the conversation to curry, just for one more second. Despite my abomination earlier, I did have a nice curry which I prepared earlier in the day…
I didn’t take a photo of the awful one. I’d rather just forget all about that.
