Stand back and take a widescreen look, and "Survivor’s Guilt" by Haley Blais is a testimony to the power of many things. Like, for example, cigarettes, which, while your parents, doctor, and the ghost of Yul Brynner will disagree, are also fantastic for numerous reasons, including the unbeatable dopamine rush and the fact they make you look kind of badass.

If only they didn't also cause cancer. 

The clip also works as a reminder that, no matter how shitty your day, music is almost always going to make you feel better. Especially, when you’ve cued up a song where a rock-steady drum beat, codeine-swirled horns, and world-weary-on-a-Sunday-afternoon vocals suggest that Hailey Blais has more than earned a spot in the tour van with Phoebe Bridgers, Courtney Barnett, Lucy Dacus, and Snail Mail. And by that, we’re talking riding shotgun, not jammed in the back between the bass drum and the overnight bags.

The singer (and all-around coolest fucking bitch in town) describes the song as follows: “'Survivor’s Guilt' puts us at the scene of the crime where everything fell apart: the death of the family dog. I originally wrote it as this sad piano ballad, but David Vertesi (Producer) shifted the song towards something more summery and upbeat, contrasting the song’s stark lyrics and showcasing a sweltering slide guitar a la the style of Sheryl Crow’s “All I Wanna Do”. As we get older, inevitably we’ll lose things that are important to us. And when those losses come out of decisions, sometimes you can’t help but blame yourself. Sometimes the death of a childhood dog bursts up out of you, representing so much more than a dog, representing nothing more than a dog.”

Not to take anything from Blais, who is already well on her way to national-treasure status in the city of Vancouver—there’s a good argument that “Survivor’s Guilt” is all about one thing: the dancing.

Sometimes someone’s got moves that stick with you long after the credits have rolled. Like, for example, John Travolta in Pulp Fiction. Or Michael Madsen in Reservoir Dogs. Or Nicolas Cage in Wild At Heart. Or Tom Cruise in Risky Business.

Or Christopher Walken in Fatboy Slim’s “Weapon of Choice”. Or Ricki Lake in Hairspray. Or Elvis Presley in Jailhouse Rock. Or....well...you get the idea by now.

Overselling things when it comes to Jake Pascoe’s starring role in "Survivor’s Guilt"? The answer to that is simple: not in the fucking slightest.