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Back in my university days, I luckily had one musical ally in the form of my housemate Jack. I'd spend all day looking out of the window at next door's cat sunning itself on our tin garden shed roof and Jack would often come up, swing open the door, bang on one of his grime 12"s (DJ Eastwood and Oddz's "Champion VIP" was his fave), fart loudly and then leave. Everyone else I knew would just sit all day listening to the Magic Numbers and smoking hash in front of ...
Before we start, let's just point out that the aim of this column is to tell you about music videos that you can watch using a computer or whatever you use to connect to the internet. Since some of you have been unable to fully comprehend this previously, we're sure you won't be able to competently find these videos by yourself. Therefore, we here at Vice have generously put together two whole sections on the internet where you can go to watch these videos using your eyes. ...
