Elusive chanteur, voyeur, flaneur, raconteur, seducteur, bon viveur and provocateur Benedict Sinister is back with a new electro-pop concoction of Leonard Cohen-like croon vocals and a laid back Chainsmokers-esque arrangement.
With a heavy dose of social commentary and humour, Sinister pokes fun at his girlfriends’ parents throughout the song – their conversation, political opinions, home cooking, holiday photos, Christmas gifts, board games, pets, etc. – but as a good boyfriend he says he is willing to tolerate all of these, and even to capitulate to watching “Dancing with the Stars” with them.
It is a cheeky electro-pop gem that stimulates a smoker’s lounge, suit wearing, wine tasting type class as well as being riddled with hilarious eccentricities. It all conjures mystery: who is Benedict Sinister? A New York businessman? An Australian Weird Al Yankovic fan? Perhaps he doesn’t even exist, or this is a clever moniker of someone as yet unrevealed.