Imagine you wake up in a strangely noiseless dreamland in which everything appears to be going more or less as normal, except for the fact that folks are out dancing to a song that doesn’t seem to exist. You try to join in, but it’s very hard to dance along with people when you can’t hear any music, which you can’t and you’re sure there is no music, but then why is everyone dancing?
More to the point, why are they dancing in exceedingly manic fashion? Eyes wide, hands clapping at a sweeping arc, some of them even appear to be synchronizing their movements. And just when you start thinking that maybe you’ve found yourself in a bizarro Truman Show scenario, you happen across this macabre spectacle’s charismatic leader: a toothy, whispery Justin Timberlake.
You have, in fact, stumbled into the music video for “Can’t Stop the Feeling,” except there is no music.
You can’t stop the feeling that all this is very wrong. Welcome to a nightmare.
