Thanks to Mike, who made me aware of the new video for Travis’ My Eyes, off The Boy With No Name.
Honestly, this song â€“ about the birth of singer Fran Healy’s son â€“ goes against my hating tendencies of all things potentially touching and/or cheesy. Yet, I absolutely can’t get enough of it. In fact, I was just listening to the album yesterday on my way home from work. Pretty sure I was singing in the car. Yeeeah, now that’s cheesy.
In the video, Travis opts for more of a comedy than a drama (what’s with that ‘stache Healy is sporting?). Ahhh, deflecting emotion with humor … my kind of guys. And I don’t even wanna try to start interpreting the metaphor of them going down a water slide.