So why did I sigh when I saw the article? Maybe it was because I had always harboured a dream of writing a film script about Marvin In Ostend, the germ of which has now been exposed to the entire Guardian readership. But mostly, I think, it's because while I may have gone on about how cool it is when greeted with the usual sceptical reaction, I didn't actually want it to "become" cool like its London namesake. Not very likely, I know, but in these novelty-hungry times anything's possible. Babyshambles at the Kursaal anyone?

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How bizarre. The next time asks me to name a famous Belgian I'll suggest Marvin Gaye.
Perhaps not.
Nick, if you ever decide to follow that dream, a very close friend of mine might be able to help as he actually worked with Marvin in Ostend. He mentions his involvement here: http://www.guyd2.com/widget/contact.html - the full story is more interesting but he may or may not want to keep it to himself.
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