One time we randomly saw Cee-Lo just walking down the street of midtown Manhattan, must have been around 57th and Broadway or so. It was around the time of the MTV VMAs and "Crazy" had recently blown the fuck up, but Cee-Lo is an unassuming enough man that he was just lumbering along the street, wearing a suit in broad daylight without being bothered. He looked like he was on a lunch break from his accounting job at Time Warner or something. Or maybe that's just NYC, we don't give a shit, no celebrity freak-outs, blahzay blah till we die. He was all over the television at that point, but he had the distinct air of just being a normal guy. So while he's all stunted out in the cover of "Bright Lights, Bigger City," presumably riding in the back of a limo or some similar very large vehicle, Cee-Lo walking by halal carts and businesspeople among the towers of old buildings is more what he was getting at, we think, with the song. The best thing about living in a metropolis is the feeling that everything is super important and super anonymous at once. We hope Cee-Lo remembers that day, too. Also, the bass sounds a bit like an inverse "Billie Jean," which makes Cee-Lo a genius.