My Toothbrush Hits the Ground

This is not a subtly blatant cry for reprieve from the overwhelming stresses that are swallowing me up. I actually just really like this video for several reasons, and, since I'm sure what Milow most desires in his life is my approval--blog style, I'm going to put my two cents worth in.

1. I appreciate clever lyrics. No need for profanity or sexual innuendoes. Just a clever and relatable story which RHYMES! And what's up with him being able to do that in his non-Native language (yes this is me being jealous).

2. I love simplicity in music. Just him and his guitar. No autotuning, excessive bass/drums, or fireworks. There's  a time and a place for those too, but sometimes they're just a crutch.

3. I appreciate authenticity in performance. Playing with the audience, messing up his own lyrics, chuckling at himself. It always tickles me a little bit to see that. People, we do not need to take ourselves too seriously. Performers are just people that, for one reason or another, everyone wants to see.

4. He mentions his toothbrush. I love toothbrushes.

I'm not sayin'; I'm just sayin'.