Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Vince, when I play, bad things happen.
Yous is mine, boy.
We don't do jazz. We do electro.
Oh, come on. It will be amazing.
- Never do that to a man in a jazz trance. - Why?
Oh, well, I'm sorry about last night.
- What did you say? - I said, ''(Bleep) the zoo.''
Pioneers? What you made me do was embarrassing.
I don't want anything more to do with you.
Oh, yous is playing, boy. And now it's time for me to get inside of you again.
Ladies. Hi. Welcome to the zoo.
- You wanted to help the animals. - I want to help them all to die.
So what are we gonna do now Johnny's left?
There's many to feast your eyes on.
Hey, Howard. Check this out.
You hate jazz? You fear jazz. Huh?
It's going to be different this time, I can feel it.
But I don't want anything to do with that now.
I can play any instrument at all. You name it, I'm a multi-instrumentalist.
Today, earlier on.
Hot Wee Wee Jefferson. The Cystitis Kid.
It's the most important modern art form.
Good luck, fool.
- Here we go. - Burning away.
# Feels as though nobody cares
Electro's good. I enjoy the music of the Human League.
I'll deal with it. Step back and watch the master weave his magic.