For anyone who has spent more than a few minutes with me knows that I enjoy indulging myself vocally. What most people don’t know is how tame this version of my voice is. For sake of not embarrassing myself to the point where I have shamed my family’s name, I tend to keep my singing within reason.
|(To bad Rebecca Black doesn't share the same philosophy)|
The pinnacle of my car-singing occurs whenever a Michael Jackson song comes on… I just can’t help myself. Best case scenario is my “MJ” voice sounds like Mika but with severe laryngitis. At its worst, my MJ impersonation sounds a lot like a post-stroke Bruno Mars suffering from facial paralysis but trying to perform anyways.
“Id catshhh a grelllaedeee foh yu”