Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey, lady, lady. You know, this town you speak of, is it close?

I think we've found our new sound, Naboo. Sing, Vince.

Well, is it because you have eight....

Why don't we record Spider Loving?

I've been up for four days trying to find our new musical direction, yeah?

♪ But when I find that new sound

WOMAN: Oh, that is Monkey. She is strange.

Let us go and kick some ass.

-What did you say? -You heard what I said.

There is no time. Quick, go.

I bet you will, with bullet points, you anal bastard.

Hey, Rudi van Disarzio, why are we here in this godforsaken place?

Shut up. You do not understand what is going on here.

Not without a fight. Prepare to feel my fusion wrath.

-I'm not wearing that on stage. -I knew you'd say that.

Hey, Rudi, I've been thinking. Why don't we do what we usually do, you know?

-Maybe I shall stay in this town a while. -No.

BETAMAX: Right.

The idea is you play and then you scram, but, oh no, you wouldn't listen, would you?

I like your dress.

How does that help us, you berk? We've got to meet the record label in 1 0 minutes.

What will you do with him?

I cover myself with peanut butter.

Let me tell you the story of how they came up with their finest album.

I thought you would never shut up.

Perhaps the moon knows the secret of The New Sound.

-Follow me. -Yes.

Get some Santana albums, steal some licks, mix them up a little.

but you refused in order to stay with me and die like a dog in the sand.

But he had that same look in his eye. That same look that you have.

(SLOW ROCK INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)