I Enjoy MIKA

I don't what's with me and the gay-icon musicians lately, but whatever... here's MIKA:



This song is drama, uncut and strong like if the Colombians started producing theater troupes and a indie film festivals instead of cocaine. Maybe it's because I'm a sucker for group-sung choruses, or maybe it's because I'm always game for songs that couch a gloomy sentiment in a bold, brassy melody, but whatever the case may be... "Happy Ending" is right in my wheelhouse, musically speaking.

Can't you just hear this playing at the end of a movie where the main character is wandering down a street after having just been rejected by the love of his life? Tears mixing with the pouring rain as he takes liberal slugs from a bottle of rotgut booze. Bright neon lights from the surrounding bars and the city looming like a smirking demon on the horizon. And then, on the last repetition of the chorus where it gets all quiet, he throws himself in front of a bus.

Shit, I wish I was still making movies! I could crank this out all crazy awesome and everyone would watch and go, "Hrlmph" because it's hard to talk when you're so dumbstruck by sadness that your throat quits it's job and your eyeballs fall out.

Anyway, the song's amazing but the video's just okay. Kinda all over the place with the hand-faces and talking artsy-fartsy craft puppets. But who am I to judge? I'd end every song like this with a guy getting run over by public transportation, so clearly I've got my own problems that need to be worked out with some aggressive therapy. Which I choose to believe makes me a rich, interesting person and not just a psycho who'll eventually end up living in the park wearing newspapers for clothes and yelling at pigeons to pass the time.