POP-POP. “Huh, *whaaatt*?” Noodle stops trying to brake the Grand Theft Auto car she stole to set all this in motion. Because it was braking itself. Flat tires. 2 of ’em! How could this be happening??
The negatively oriented, vaporous pink creature escapes out the back just like a steady stream of released air. The cause! And also, maybe, just maybe, the solution. Plastic Beach. We move forward instead of backwards in the related Gorillaz series of videos. Or perhaps both in one, blue and red together. Time machine as well as song machine.
Murdoc removes his mask and emits a gasp as he looks around from his landing spot in the chaos.
All the band members have been reassembled here on the oh-too-familiar, blood red beach except one, the most important one now, the driver of it all.
(*Expel*). There she is! Tucked safely inside giant Russel’s mouth all along. Thank the God’s pink heaven.
A coral topped, scaly skinned Godzilla type monster rises out of the ocean determined to end this abominable mountain of pollution in the middle of absolute nowhere… again.
Let the lasering commence! TBC?
Sunklands 