Anyway, when I saw this, I was so over-loaded with hysteria that I couldn't even react. I just stared at it, muted by the undiluted comedy of it.
Behold! Andre Rieu: The Flying Dutchman!
Oh God, Oh God! It's just too much!
If you don't know him, he's a violinist famous (amongst baby-boomer mums everywhere) for making waltz music "popular" again.
But I know him better as Andre Rieu: Comedy God.
I mean, when you combine a crimson bi-plane, a violin, and a man wearing a tuxedo and sporting a child's delighted grin, you hit visual bufoonery paydirt.
My brain will never be the same again.
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