There is something about this video that I find extremely, well, heart warming. The girl in front, awkwardly dancing in a too-long dress that is obviously unaltered vintage. The lone keyboard on stage churning out pre-made synth beats. The pairs of spindly legs and the light that catches cheekbones when it’s not creating shadows. How the performance comes out like a tide – nearly literally – and then sucks itself back in again. And then it’s over. Ah, but such is life.
The following is a performance from the band Telepathe at the PS1 in the MoMA.