by Dan Gibson
During my brief stint at Clear Channel, My 92.9 played over the loudspeaker in the hallway adjacent to my office, so I'd hear the fifteen or so songs in regular rotation over and over and over again, nine hours a day, five days a week. Other than Katy Perry's "Part of Me," no other song filled me with more dread than the Lumineers' "Ho Hey." Sort of banal and campfire-sing-a-longish at first, then after hearing it at least four times a day, I began to believe there were secret encoded violent messages hidden somewhere beneath the banjo and acoustic guitar. It was a bad situation.
Thankfully, I can largely avoid the song these days, but I was willing to go back into the dark place, albeit briefly, for this mashup of Will Ferrell's Harry Carey impression and the soundtrack to my torment. Also, I now want a hot dog.