You know how it goes, you’re just walking alongside a river in Chicago, when a guy catches your eye and tries to impress you with his footwork.

Before you know it, he’s multiplied himself by eight, and he’s surrounding you. Then everything’s split into three screens. Then there’s a train, and a record player, and you don’t really know when you are anymore. And you definitely can’t remember what you were thinking when you bought that pink wedding dress. In the words of the video’s comment section, “I love the way this music can fuck dumb ppl up.”