Twirling my inner disco ball and celebrating 20 mugging-free years...
I Want You by Cabaret Voltaire
From the collection of Crap I Still Have On Vinyl, Dude.
This video is a sort of Nosferatu goonie who's coming in to menace females who are up to their own business, including fitful sleeping, fit-throwin' and dancing in the dark. In the end, the creepula-type is menaced by the females and slinks, shamed, back into his coffin.
* side note - once I was chatting in IM with FatHairyBastard and he sent me links for stuff he likes which largely ran to Floydus Digitalis and I sent him this. He apparently practically spewed beer out of his nose and fell over himself to type back that this was the kind of music they tortured Noriega out of his house with.
Rilly? Noriega couldn't hang with my kind of stuff? What a wimp.