Fading up from blackness into black-and-white, Kenneth sits on a rotating stage in the centre of a dimly lit room. He's a young man with long black hair and a moustache, wearing a dark baseball cap, shirt and jeans with a paler cardigan and cowboy boots. He's sitting on a chair beside a telephone table on the rotating stage, and he lifts the telephone receiver to his ear.
Behind him, four digital screens on metal stands are playing four different videos of Kenneth's head and shoulders moving in time to the music. Seated on the slowly rotating stage in the foreground, he sings into the telephone receiver.
♪ Hello, how are you? ♪
♪ Have you been alright through all those lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely nights? ♪
♪ That's what I'd say, I'd tell you everything ♪
♪ If you pick up that telephone ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
Kenneth's rotating figure casts a shadow on the wall behind him, to the right of the mounted screens.
♪ Hey, how you feeling? ♪
♪ Are you still the same, don't you realise the things we did ♪
♪ We did were all for real, not a dream ♪
Some of the Kenneths on the screens at the back are singing too.
♪ I just can't believe they've all faded out of view ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh ♪
In a musical interlude, Kenneth sits with pursed lips and a pensive expression, the phone still held to his ear.
♪ Doo wah doo lang
Doo wah doo lang ♪
The videos behind him play staggered captions in upper-case letters of the words of the chorus, "Blue days, black nights".
♪ Blue days, black nights ♪
♪ Doo wah doo lang ♪
As the spinning stage rotates Kenneth to face the screens behind him, more song lyrics appear at different times, playing out of order.
♪ I look into the sky ♪
♪ And I wonder why ♪
Rotating to face the front again, he looks up dreamily while he sings. The captions behind him disappear.
♪ Oh, telephone line, give me some time ♪
♪ I'm living in twilight ♪
The Kenneths in the background sway and nod their heads vigorously to the music.
♪ Oh, telephone line, give me some time ♪
♪ I'm living in twilight ♪
During a break in the song, the Kenneths in the background videos wipe their faces, mop their brows and push their hair behind their ears. The Kenneth on the phone adjusts his cap and wipes his face too, keeping the receiver to his ear.
The backup Kenneths start to move to the music as the next verse begins.
♪ Okay, so no one's answering ♪
♪ Could you just let it ring a little longer, longer, longer ♪
♪ Oh, I'll just sit tight ♪
♪ Through shadows of the night ♪
♪ Let it ring forever more, oh ♪
One of the Kenneths in the background waves his hand like he's conducting.
♪ Doo wah doo lang
Doo wah doo lang ♪
The captions in capital letters return to the screens: "Blue days, black nights".
♪ Blue days, black nights
Doo wah doo lang ♪
♪ I look into the sky ♪
The out-of-sequence lyrics again appear beneath the Kenneths on the digital screens.
♪ And I wonder why ♪
Kenneth stares dreamily up at the ceiling while singing into the phone. The captions disappear from the screens.
♪ Oh, oh, telephone line, give me some time, I'm living in twilight ♪
♪ Oh, telephone line, give me some time, I'm living in twilight ♪
♪ Oh, telephone line, give me some time, I'm living in twilight ♪
Slow fade to black.
