Now, I enjoy dissecting the lyrics of insane music videos, such as ICE, ICE BABY — but once and a great while, there’s a music video that comes out of nowhere, like a burly mountain man stomping through town with a giant axe on his shoulder and a hankering for Insane Amounts of Flapjacks — and this is one such video that surprised and amused me.
Also, it has no lyrics to dissect at all, unless I speak bird. Which I don’t. If you can translate, go for it.
Also-also: This would be a perfect song for some kind of spaghetti Western starring Clint Eastwood, though I mean the younger version of about 30 years ago, before he starting picking fights with empty chairs.
Made my dog howl.
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In a good way or a Kill the Finnish Whistler way?
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Right about now it’s a Kill the Finnish Whistler way. He reminds me of the Lawrence Welk Show which my grandmother forced us to watch every Saturday Night. Torture.
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Kinda like the lost art of yodeling, isn’t it? 😀
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