You couldn't ask for a better guest than Ben. He has no interest in doing B.S. tourist things, and hence the pressure is off for you to have to find things to do that everyone does but no one enjoys. No Buckingham Palace. No need to eat Fish N' Chips at a proper chip shop. No, Ben is human and just enjoys doing whatever takes his fancy no matter where he is.

But uh, see, I'm not exactly captain excitement myself. There were no cool clubs I could drag Ben to, no fancy BoHo Hoxton eateries to impress him with. So I decided we'd shoot a video. We'd just come up with some sort of idea and I'd film Ben and I'd cut it for him that night so he could bring a copy with him on the plane he was getting the next day.

I don't know how we chose the song, described by some radio show in Seattle as "The EP begins with "Plans Get Complex," a light playful tale of reckless, adolescent behavior with the Casio Keyboards in full effect."  I guess we just wanted something slightly goofy for a pretty thin concept for a video that had nothing to do with the song, really. It just seemed everywhere we went there were little buried semiotic signals (try the link above) involving sex. And hence we had a scenario. Or too much free time on our hands.

So here it is, there's nothing much more to it than this: we went out with my mini DV camera. He lip synced to the CD on the headphones you see. I resynced it by eye later on. I cut it. Here it is.

This budget for this video was $6.