Embodies all that's unplanned, Harley 'just' does it. While running an anti-fascist T-shirt business with a backpack full of rode mics it's gnarly she has time to make a film - hence DC's 18 second runtime. It's fuzzy lights to indulge your (shameful) enjoyment of Vivid light shows. It's cool, in a Michel Gondry shooting on Sony Ericson way. Next stop, a Central Park display you take your parents to before Spice Alley. RIP Mark Bell.