David Bowie singing Video Killed the Radio Star

Man, what stuff the Imagination comes up with! Last night around 4am, after lots of rich Italian food and wine and thick (i.e. complex and layered) conversation with delightful dinner guests, I wake up to a dream of men in penguin suits (formal black and white attire) singing in lounge style, Video Killed the Radio Star. The dream appeared like a rock video. David Bowie was the lead, and had with him a dozen men arranged in a triangle composition, each playing his instrument. Each player had whiteface makeup on and bright red lipstick, Cabaret style. You may remember the tune includes some robot voices doing back up, and so when one of these parts comes up, the piano player turns to the camera (my inner camera) and sings that bit, close up, with his weird face and lips. And then he turns back to his piano. All the faces were very strange looking: high high foreheads, eyes with heavy lines under them or crinkled foreheads, huge ears, etc. Not all that interesting as a dream, really. Maybe that's what you get for mixing vodka and red wine (see other entry for details).