I'd like to introduce you to my favorite person in the world.
Yep, this guy.
He is Gene Kelly on bath salts. He is Tom Jones' best impression of William Shatner. He is a Celtic warrior with a bass drum for a chest. He is an infomercial dad with Satanic leanings. He has seventy-five hip joints, and he is using all of them.
He is Samuel T. Herring of the electro-pop band Future Islands, and he is my future husband, and we will have a beautiful life.
Why do I love this performance? Because it's completely unnecessary, and yet a perfect and beautiful expression of the human condition. I can't stop watching. And I won't stop. For this is his house. These are his rules.