David Bowie "Love Is Lost" (Barnaby Roper, dir.)

An intro of applause becomes rhythmic before becoming rasterized, which is when this masterpiece starts to take shape. Polygons and other digital detritus start to skitter and take shape, eventually hitting a climax and creating something of pure beauty. But technology is never satisfied with perfection, so we march past the human and back into the modern haze.

Content note: The video has nudity. It's been labeled NSFW elsewhere on the web, but that phrase is so associated with shit merely meant to titillate or shock that I don't think it has any business being used to describe this work of art. Also, why are you watching videos at work and worrying about boobs? Don't you have faxes to send?