...because, God help me, I can't help being curiously attracted to awful Euro-fluff-electro.
I know it barely qualifies as music. I know that being a musician of sorts myself, I ought to pointedly and publically loathe it. But secretly I go home and download it because the wispy, annoying strains can be addictive LIKE CRACK.
I'm sure this guy understands.
I laugh at the video, and the fact that this young man looks as though his head actually expands and contracts with the music. Then I shamefully find and download the mp3 to play repeatedly until my brain explodes and bursts into flame, purging itself of the addiction 2 days later.
Incidentally, also I find it quite amusing that my search for the mp3 landed me at a google-translated page where, in order to join the mailing list and keep up with what's new, one enters one's email below where it says,
"For always being dawned on the innovationes of the situated one, you enroll yourself to the Newsletter:"
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