I just wanted to say how much I’m enjoying the music videos of Angey Lee. There is just so much to love.
Someone pointed out her signature move of spinning in a circle with her arms out, sort of like she’s being crucified for the sin of murdering the latest tune.
There is also the move where she’s wiggling up and down like a bear scratching it’s arse on a tree, with her hands out as if she is carrying two invisible plates of food bank food.
Then there is the music itself, royalty free tunes from the “you’re not my real mom, you can’t tell me what to do” playlist. Warbled so off key and out of time that even if they were copyrighted the algorithm would never pick it up.
I also am fond of the random stock image clips inserted throughout the song that are literal interpretations of the lyrics.
Lastly, the costumes. The three quarter length frumpy dumpy trousers, the white trash bingo wing exposing tank tops, and the orthopaedic style trainers.
All this together with what you know she’s seeing herself as in her own mind, when she’s really this ultimate frumpy, ugly mess, it’s just full on entertainment.
