A 3.5 minute song that I'd rather not call rock, but it sure isn't a pop song. It's a bizarre little marvel that probably has no home and will never get the appreciation it deserves.

The choruses ride the choppy beat into waves of fuzz guitar in melodramatic minor open chords, the vocal in ridiculous but catchy falsetto. Such pleasant, tuneful darkness, existing purely to reach its unique melodic conclusions.

The ending rides the same chorus chord progression but finds a fantastic new melody to repeat into the infinity of the fadeout. The leaps and drops of the melody line are so assured, fitting without an ounce of tension the speech rhythm of the lyrics ("I guess you got me, yeah you really got me, 100 million ways to break a heart and that's one you taught me.")

Benji Hughes's singing voice is a gravely deadpan. It doesn't attempt to achieve some sweet, romantic charisma. You can't strum Benji Hughes songs up to a window of a beloved. Well, “You Stood Me Up” wouldn’t be a great option anyway.

The detail of the production is a standard Benji Hughes delight. Put this thing on headphones. You'll hear opera singing.