If you want to fly

Don't mind me. I'm just rockin' out like it's 2000, enjoying the blessed reality of not having to attend yet another industry function tonight. Because after a week of it, I don't think I could stomach ten more minutes of self-congratulatory douchebaggery, even with the free drinks.

Best choreography, btw.

(Not to be confused with the fluorescent chaps-wearing, bull-riding, abominable horror that this song became during PopOdyssey. Because seriously what was that. I saw it with my own eyes for the first time tonight, and just. No no no.)