Maylee Todd – Heart Throb

The choreographed dancers glided across an open field with ribbons, dressed in the most obscenely tight and fluorescent getups you can imagine, she picked away at her harp and sang away. She seems so effortlessly joyful when performing, taking breaks to giggle at the aliens running circles around her. She ends quite appropriately emerging with a toy gun, maintaining earthly peace with the demise of her unfortunate space-aerobic dancers.

words by Nada Alic
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