As a child in central Illinois, it was not unusual to look up and see skies like this. The cornfields were so far from the light pollution of the major cities. Later, when we moved to Denver, I loved going camping up in the High Country. Laying in a sleeping bag at night and just staring up at the stars was an amazing way to go to sleep. Later yet, in the Mojave Desert in California, same thing; Twenty-Nine Palms is not exactly a garden spot, but again, it's a long way from the light pollution of the cities on the coast.
I am color-blind, and most people see in black-and-white at night anyway (bet you didn't know that). But if the light is sufficiently bright, the colors are perceptible; sometimes even to me. I can't tell you what a feeling it was for me the first time I looked up into the night sky and saw not just twinkling white points of light, but brilliant glowing colors.
Nice video, thanks for posting it! Brings back memories.