Videosyncratic, Oxford’s favourite indie video shop, closed on 1st Feb 2010. We all gathered for an Empire Records-style send-off (without the re-opening) with bands, queues, cheap DVDs, awesome comics and much good humour.
I was opening the gig, and I wrote a Videosyncratic song to mark the moment. It had an Indiana Jones theme tune hum-along ending. I ended up standing on a filing cabinet shouting across some 7ft shelves, and the audience was in the middle of an hour long queue, but I enjoyed myself.
I recorded this version a few days later. It's free to download, so stick it on your iPod and listen to it wistfully as you walk down the Cowley Road.
Nestled between North Oxford boutiques
And furtively looking around
Like the guy at the party who doesn't fit in
But is stubbornly standing his ground
There's a handwritten felt tip marker pen sign
That insists that the door opens in
But it looks like a pull so you give it a pull
And it scrapes across the concrete
And the guy inside just gives you the eye
You think Oh no! and you flash him a sheepish grin
You've ordered your pizza and now all you need
Is something to watch with your dinner
So you wander next door to the video store
And you know that you're on to a winner
You're looking for something achingly hip
But not so much that it sucks
It's got to be edgy and moody and possibly French
A comedy about loneliness, paedophilia and rape
But one of the box sets catches your eye
And Oh no! you end up with Uncle Buck