The first time I saw this video, I raised an eyebrow. (As best I could; my facial muscles don't actually allow me to raise one eyebrow without affecting the other.)
I consider myself a connoisseur of fine music. I play piano; I sing in choirs. I go to the symphony. My car radio is set to the classical station.
Mr. Ringy and I discussed the downfall of culture and art. I mean, really - whipped cream boob guns?
Yet, the other day, when I found myself deep in an irrationally cranky mood, this song was the only thing that got me smiling - nay, DANCING.
So, I guess it has some merit after all. Sometimes, you just need to rock out with Katy Perry.
Full video here.