Maybe you'll laugh, maybe you'll cry. Whatever. Here's the latest installment in Our Man's self-taught movie-making course:
Keith Richards remarked once that you don't just write songs in a vacuum, there's a riff in the air and you just have to hear it. Something like that. Well, Our Man shot the video on the spur of the moment then checked t'internet for some facts (from the Daily Mainichi) to give it some umph, and bugger him if the boys at Mutant Frog didn't write a post that evening about the same topic. (Keith also famously answered an interviewer's question about why the Stones called their album Some Girls, to which he replied: "Because we forgot all their fuckin' names" but that's an entirely irrelevant, inappropriate story and not one worth repeating here).
By the way, the inspiration came from Jim the Realtor's latest, it's just that Our Man has no car, doesn't live in California and likes a bit of music on his travels (today, Ravel's Bolero):