| Artist | OMD a.k.a. Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark |
| Song | Telegraph |
| Director | Peter Sinclair |
| Intro | No |
| Outro | No |
| Sound Mix | Stereo |
| Technical Specifications | colour - format unknown |
OMD perform "Telegraph" in a stark, surreal setting built from darkness, drifting fog, television screens and electronic visual effects. The band appears through imagery resembling a cathode-ray tube, while women wave illuminated wands and an oversized telegraph key becomes a central prop. The deliberately abstract presentation mirrors the song's distrust of communication, authority and institutional power, creating a cold, technology-driven atmosphere rather than a conventional narrative.
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CHORUS: I've got a telegraph in my hand. Words on paper, written in sand. We've got telegraph, right across this land. It doesn't mean a damn thing. We don't understand. But who needs telegraph anyway? REPEAT CHORUS We've got telegraph, right across this land. It doesn't mean a damn thing. ... |