
There’s a superfluous prologue to the music video involving some father-son domestic drama, coupled with unnecessary mash potato themed food fighting that is best bypassed. (Skip to the 1:11 mark for best results.) One assumes that it’s meant to ground the video in a sense of suffocating conflict which leads to eventual escapism, but rather more wastes time in getting into what is a marvellous piece of bass-heavy dance music.
This kid is gonna produce a Madonna album someday … there, I said it first.
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