Pillagin’ the night away
I learnt how to sing(ish) last weekend, well…no… that’s not true.
I learnt I can sing well(ish) IF and only IF I bend over backwards, literally. Need to be lying on my belly with my head propped up on my hands and feet it the air. Then I can achieve such feats as singing in tune and successfully hitting notes – things which I find otherwise impossible.
Typically people sing better in the shower – bending over backwards seems to be my shower. Does anyone remember that episode of the Flintstones where Fred gets caught by his neighbour singing in the shower? He talks him into performing but they soon find out he can’t sing anywhere other than in the shower so they’re forced to take his shower to every show.
That’d be the same for me I think, if I ever had to perform a show I would have to lie down the entire time – only the people in the front row would get to see the and even then it wouldn’t be particularly enthusiastic. No back flips or cartwheels whilst lying on the floor…
If I may make a correction – it was Barney that was the good singer. Very important we get that fact straight :P
Ah! Forgot his name!
Your memory pillages mine =p