I stand before the stage, rocking out to the Pop Project. I look like a dork, but I cannot help myself! The fast, boppy guitar rhythms… The sharp and witty lyrics… The “whoo-la-la” harmonized choruses… It is all irresistible to me! It is the Motown of the future! It is colorful, bright exuberance – a windmill guitar chop with a wink. All I want you to do is realize that you, too, will be rendered a helpless, dancing fool under the power of the perfectly-crafted plan that is the Pop Project.
