Check out the website of Vice Recordings for this quirky MTV of THE STILLS-Lola Stars And Stripes. One shot take of the band running then doing funny pose for that pause and running as the guitar distortion starts.

A starving child licking the ass of the animal for food in Nigeria.
"Do They Know It's Halloween?" is a parody of the song "Do They Know It's Christmas?" that was released on October 11, 2005 by Vice Records. Halloween is primarily a North American holiday, and this song asks the rest of the world to help us end this night of fear and terror." The song "stems from a frustration with other benefit songs’ misguided, somewhat patronizing attitude, and Western-centric worldview. (See the July 15 New York Times editorial calling Live 8 an “insult both to Africans and to common sense”). --- Wikipedia
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Crap #1: My supervisor crept up to me while my head was literally buried in work and asked me world's top 10 "asking the obvious" question, "Are you angry with me over the incident last week cos you have been quite quiet?"
Alterego "Pls don't waste my time and beat around the bush. You are the lamest wayang artist I ever met and undoubtedly the worst in da Singapore. You are my supervisor so how can i ever say the truth."
After I politically correct said NO, he started picking on the real issues which only he himself knows what he was talking about. 15 min of my life wasted. If he were a VCD I had to watch at gunpoint, I would fastforwarded to the end the moment the title shows up. But in real, he was a tape (he has no substance for even a VCD analogy)I CANNOT FASTFORWORD!!!!!!!!!!

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It felt like another aimless barhopping night after stepping out of B-quartet's gig at the Arts House. Looking and being anal doesn't help. It always come to me as a great surprise when strangers chat me up especially the non whiny sort. That night, Biddite and I stumbled upon a treasure cave in the culture desert of Singapore. Jugs were 1 for 1 so we have a huge jug of gin and tonic each which did the job well for us. DJ Yukata was good but R&B is just not for anal people like yours truly. Everyone is cool and designer-like in Butter Factory (managed by the people who brought up Coco Latte) but not the poser way in most indie hang-outs. They were just there to have fun and it was the type of environment which doesn't scorn flipflops or bermudas. Even loners have fun. They moved around striking casual conversation about anything.
A guy in my fav shade of green T-shirt (smoking in ennui without the company of his fiancee) asked me why I looked concerned which I took to mean unhappening. He spoke to me like I were his old friend, and I felt at ease too. But my speech and cerebrum were impaired by alcohol so I had no capacity to keep up with any conversation. After a while he resumed his smoke at the bar, watching the world goes my on the swimming pool inspired dance floor. Good to talk crap with. Hope the next time I ever see him, he'll be with this fiancee, and DJ plays drum n bass.

My DSLR died after 1 month of purchase. My heart broke to billion pieces. Everything is breaking up in thy life. The only thing left that matters has concussed too. Sob, everyday I see MRT tracks zooming past me day in day out makes me wanna break myself on it too.