We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Boy is the perfect target market, at age 14 he is the youngest of four musician-types by a full decade, so his exposure to music is a wee bit precocious.
I gave it a listen, and I must say, I could do without the visual accompaniment. Listenable enough, but the sci-fi teen-angst eroticism of the viddie left me struggling to draw parallels with the lyrics that I could not discern. Maybe I'll try again later... might make more sense after cocktails.