In article <dvjgv3lchldohfafhbvevvt0v8clcc7f2m@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
>,
Zoot Katz <zootkatz@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> writes:
> On Sat, 5 Apr 2008 17:16:16 -0800, tkeats2005@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
(Tom Keats)
> wrote:
>
>>I mostly favour tunes of which I know the lyrics, so I
>>can sing along. That rules out a lot of opera (or as
>>a friend of mine refers to arias: girdle-poppers.)
>>I'm told I can "do" Alice Cooper's Under My Wheels quite
>>convincingly, but that, like Tarzan-yodeling, requires a
>>li'l inspiration. I can also sometimes "do" David Bromberg
>>if I stick a clothespin on my nose and do the quivery voice
>>thing. If it doesn't come out right, I can always switch to
>>doing Neil Young or Corky Siegal. Chuck Berry is impossible
>>to imitate well. So are Van Morrison and Steve Winwood.
>
> For opera you don't have to know the words, just the intonation.
I can "intonate" Bob Dylan-ish real good.
Just gimme a clothespeg to clamp my nose shut,
and a harsh Chinese or Russian cigarette.
Come to think of it, that singer guy from Dire
Straits fits in there, too. A bunch o' raspy,
breathy mumbling.
> Germanic or Italian sounding gibberish is quite passable. Think about
> wine and cheese names while channelling Andy Kaufman and Paparazzi.
Screw opera! Just gimme the wine 'n cheese.
cheers,
Tom
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