So, what did you notice?
I loved this song, and the video–especially the strings. A nice touch, and so well done.
Then it goes completely sideways at the one minute, 54-second mark, when we get the clunkiest lyrics since Train sang, “Just a shy guy looking for a two ply / Hefty bag to hold my love.”
Here’s the damage: “My favorite color is you / You’re vibrating out my frequency.”
And that’s when I run screaming from the room.
Because that line put the A in Awkward.
It killed the song for me, especially when that same terrible line came up again and again.
This answers the question: Can one bad lyrical choice kill an otherwise beautiful song?
And now we know: Yes, yes it can.
One bad line can be a nasty shotgun blast to the heart of a sweet, sweet song.
VERDICT: Man in a furry hat and friends with stringed instruments, please consider recutting this song after changing that terrible line in the chorus. I would send you monies.