Everything is more fun with dancing midgets.

When Bern first heard Duck Sauce’s Barbra Streisand, he couldn’t believe it was a real song. It’s a insanely catchy disco house song with no actual lyrics: you’d hear a long chorus of “oohs” interrupted by random insertions of a guy saying “Barbra Streisand”. That’s it.

We were thinking alternative music video concepts for the song and I suggested it’s be fun to set the video in a club with dancing midgets in flamboyant club wear. At that point where the song says “Barbra Streisand”, there is an abrupt transition to a static photo of Ms Streisand, zooming and panning in two cycle for two second. And then we’re back to seeing dancing midgets.

The next instance of “Barbra Streisand” will show a different Streisand photo. Towards the end of the video, all the midgets will be wearing flat masks of Barbra Streisand’s face.

Oompa Loompa

Of course, I’m shamelessly ripping off Charlie and the Chocolate factory and Being John Malkovich here, but everything is more fun with dancing midgets, just like Mirror, Mirror.

Thinking about the song sort of backfired because it’s now stuck in my head since Saturday. Except that the interruption doesn’t say “Barbra Streisand” anymore. Instead, what I hear is:

Barbara Walters.