Hi VJ's, The Origin of Psycho Monkey

After a long space trip through the tunnels of sector five, I was forced to crash my ship and its contents of radioactive liquid into this planet, I now refer to as home. Although I am over hundred of your earth years old I see my birth date as the day I crashed in the conga jungle in 1972.
I was forced to blend into the background by seeking refuge in a passing group of primates and wait to be rescued.
After many attempts to contact my fellow comrades I realised I was stranded on this planet and was forced to work as a savage piecing together a rude computer and a mind transference devise.
Using this simply Technology I could escape the conga through the mind of another, unfortunately I crash landed on the waste ground of the local refuse collection point for a land far away called Essex.
To use this device I had to have an image of the person and after routing for days I found a picture of a young man who had been born the same day I crashed landed, Fate is a cruel mistress.
After attaching his picture to the machine it took years to perfect a strong enough signal to broadcast my brain waves into his body. However I had all the time in the world so I spent my days waiting for your civilisation to catch up once they erected the first mobile phone mast on the outskirts of the conga I was ready to break free of my empty monkey shell and walk like a human ape in the real world.
I began the transference of my super intelligence into the host body, Little did I realise that the host was already aging fast and had become a working family man not the athletic teenager I had chosen it seems that here you age every 365 days where as us monkeys age every 3650 days.
Any way the shock sent me mad after years of hard work I had ended up trapped in the body of an average Joe.
After transporting to and from the host body and the conga and swinging through the trees naked I realised I could make this average Joe more than just average I could surpass all my knowledge onto him, unfortunately when I tried his primitive brain couldn’t cope. I knew the only way was to send it out was subliminally through the art of media.
So for a year I sneaked into his head and taught him how to use Vj Software the basic form of communication we use on are planet.
I used his friends who had a group called rejectbeats and created an explosive mix of social commentary and party visuals and the world would know of Psycho Monkey through the art of Vj..........