The highest compliment you could pay this folky rendering of the relentlessly nonsensical Black Eyed Peas hit is this: It’s not easy to discern whether French singer-songwriter Benjamin Dantes is determined to reveal heretofore hidden depths to this puddle of a song or has instead stumbled upon a more efficient method of exposing its shallowness. Whichever theory you buy, it’s equally amusing to watch him strum earnestly on an acoustic guitar while attempting to sing this all the way through with a straight face.