| Artist | Collectors |
| Artist | Hunters |
| Song | Lumps Of Lead |
| Director | Richard Lowenstein |
| Intro | No |
| Outro | No |
| Sound Mix | Stereo |
| Technical Specifications | colour - format unknown |
Built as an impressionistic collage, the video pairs Hunters & Collectors' abrasive post-punk track with grainy fragments of urban and industrial life. Brief glimpses of the musicians and faces emerge among machinery, movement, and heavily textured film images, creating a restless, almost documentary atmosphere instead of a conventional narrative. The rough, saturated look and abrupt editing make the clip feel like a visual extension of the band's early, percussive sound.
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Here we go down, down, down Down upon all fours We'll make it true, this is exactly what we do When we're making true confessions With our blood cuddles and piggy-back kisses We make the beast with two backs and nothing ever misses As we ride, ride, ride Ride upon, ride upon Ride upon the mouthtrap What is this hungry thing What is this turgid little thing That's crawling around in my backyard again Into it's hole, I think my hair will fall ... |