Oooh, Lindsey Stirling. My husband just got to go to one of her shows a few weeks ago. (I'm not as envious as I probably should be, but this is mainly because while he was at her show, I was back home with my family, watching one of my best friends get married. So there's that.)

Also, as I'm watching this music video filled with ZOMBIES, my suspension of disbelief fails at the part where dude, there is NO WAY that violin would still be in tune (or, honestly, even have all the strings intact, let alone the hairs on the bow) after having been in a grave.