If David Lynch made videos for 90's euro dance music, this is exactly what it would look like. Can you imagine what the pitch must have sounded like? I picture a room full of some very coked up Germans smoking a million cigarettes all talking over eachtoher.
That being siad, I really do love this video. It's one of those so-bad-it's-amazing deals. I mean the shots of Jay Supreme dressed up like a member of the Black Panthers (those eyes!) and then cutting to a singing robotic puppet. Only a mind of pure genius could conceave such a thing.
My biggest question is why at the end is she taking the train to leave her boyfriend if she has a car (revealed in the very next shot)? And why does she make such a big scene about walking up the steps only to leave once she sees's him? Was that his gay lover he is playing pool with? Which would make sense, since at the end of the sex montage (nipples!) they are staring out of the window like he couldn't get it up. Is that what she means when she's sings "Get it out of my head..." like get the gay out of my head? It's like Mulholland Drive all over again.
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